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TWO

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𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖞 𝖌𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖊.
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"ian even lay a finger on him!" i lied, holding the ice pack on my jaw. ian know jah had hands.

jah had a calm expression, with his arms crossed.

"i don't have time for this, if i catch you two in anymore fights, you'll will be suspended for a week." the principal pointed at us both, and went back to working.

jah sped past me, and i smirked. i leaned against the door frame and waited for omar giraffe headass.

"wassup fatboy! i see yo ass ain't pass out!" omar laughed.

"what you mean?"

"jah beat yo ass, i'm surprised you ain't pass out from that ass whooping." he chuckled, and i punched his shoulder.

the bell rung, and period four was starting. we walked into class, and sat in our seats.

jah was behind me, along with gazzy. the physco.

i turned around and threw a paper ball at jah. i chuckled and he glared at me.

"today class, this packet is based on physics, and it's 40% of your grade. i will put you together in groups of four with your other classmates." she explained, smiling.

i ain't gon lie, ms. what's her name, got cake.

"stokeley, your with jahseh, jahseh your with stokeley, omar and gazzy, you two are together as well. you all will be in a group."

i know this bitch did not just-

"ion want to be in a group with those fags!" i yelled, pointing at jah.

"watch yo fuckin' mouth boy!" i forgot that this teacher will cuss you out and not give a fuck.

"like i said, you four are in a group together."

whatever, i can fuck wit jah more.

"now get in y'all groups."

we all sat in a group of four, and i smirked at jah, who was facing me.

"ion like you." i said, shrugging.

he shrugged, and put his head down.

the teacher handed us our papers, and walked back to her desk.

"now, how in the hell we do this?" gazzy looked at paper, his face all confused and shit.

"wow, your really fucking retarted, huh?" omar laughed.

"wow, your really a giraffe, huh?" gazzy mocked him, jah smiled at gazzy. his teeth hella white.

"why yo bitch ass smiling?" i asked, kissing my teeth.

"cuz he can. wassup?" gazzy looked at me, smiling.

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𝖏𝖆𝖍𝖘𝖊𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖞.
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i watched omar and gazzy argue, before shaking my head. ion know why ms. brown made two retarted people work together.

"aye, luh' bitch, work wit ya partner." stokeley tapped my shoulder. i looked at him, then his paper. his ass really ain't got no answers for the questions. this shit is too easy! my ass is done my paper. i guess them dirty durags done some major damage to his brain.

i hand him the paper, and he looked at it.

"you done already?" he asked and i nodded.

he smiled. listen man, stoke is cute as shit, but that damn attitude and all that homophobic shit he be talking, make him ugly and stank as hell.

he copied the answers from the paper, and threw my paper back at me.

i rolled my eyes, and looked over at gazzy and omar. i guess they made peace cuz i ain't hear shit from them. they wasn't working together tho.

"y'all done yet?" stokeley asked, rubbing his chin.

gazzy nodded slowly, so did omar.

i looked at stokeley, and he smiled at me.

WhY yO BiTcH aSs sMiLing?

- i got some mixed feelings about this chapter. some of it ion like, some of it i do like.