unknown.

chapter 2

N y l a

I put my books in my locker then it slammed shut causing me to jump. "Damn girl why you jump so hard?" My 2 best friends Jordan and Travis both laughed as they both stood around me. "Who at home beatin yo ass"

"Nobody it just took me off guard but what y'all about to get into" I asked as we all headed out the school for dismissal.

"You know me, I'm about to go get some dick." Jordan said with a big grin on her face, "My man came home from jail today, y'all know how that go."

"Mane we don't know shit, yo thot ass gon get enough of fuckin with niggas who stay in and out of jail." Travis snapped. He hates the fact that Jordan's so fast but he really can't do anything about it because she's grown so he just curse her out from time to and that doesn't effect their relationship because we all been best friends since 6th grade.

I got in the middle of them then turned towards Travis "You got practice today?"

"Yeah but I ain't goin, I'm tired of all that shit. It's Friday and I'm tryna be where ever the bitches at." I rolled my eyes, "Aye though y'all tryna go to this party with me tonight?"

"Go with yo niggas." Jordan stated loudly with a attitude

"You already know they slidin but I'm askin y'all the fuck. Nyla you gon come, fuck Jordan."

"Yes I'll come but Jordan you have to come with me." I looked at her but her face glued into her phone as usual, "Jordan are you gone come with me" I said louder

"Yeah I'll come damn."

I shrugged then walked outside "Travis can you take me home, I'm not riding with Jordan today."

"She ridin with me too, her car got towed cause she parked in the teacher's parkin lot like a dummy." We both laughed, Jordan just ignored us and texted away on her phone.

I got in the backseat of his car. Just as I was about to put my seat belt on Trayvon, a dude I used to mess with knocked on the window.

"Man I know this clown ass nigga ain't knockin on my fuckin window like he stupid." Travis started to get out the car until Jordan grabbed him

"Boy sit down, just roll the window down." She scoffed, "You always doin the most."

"I don't fuck with Trayvon anyways. Travis beat him up."

"No the fuck you not Travis." Jordan grabbed him again

"Jordan get the fuck off him." I reached up and pushed her.

"Nyla please dont make me beat yo ass again."

"Bitch that was 2 years ago, that shit not happening again so wassup?" I opened the door hitting Travis in process and stepped out the car opening Jordan door too. She been trying me every since our last fight, the shit is starting to get out of hand so if I need to beat her ass to show her I ain't pussy then that's what it can be.

"Bet." As soon as she stepped out the car I slapped her across her face and grabbed her hair. I got at least 2 punches into her face before Travis snatched us both apart.