Finding Me

Shit Show

Principal Gladis took one look at the horrific scene and sent both Zaad and Jalin to the office to be dealt with later.
My mind was racing. How did it all go down? What was said? Where did she get the strength to break his fucking nose? I was itching to get the hell out of that stupid gym, I wanted answers.

As soon as we were dismissed I sprang up out of my chair and rushed to the office. I was panting like a dog when I got there because it was on the other side of the school. I looked through the window and saw Jalin sitting in a chair next to one of the guidance counselors. I think his name was Mr. Julessi. She was holding a bag of ice on her bruised hand. They were discussing something and Jai
looked like she was ready to jump up and choke someone.

Then I saw Zaad coming from the back of the office where the nurse was located. His nose was stuffed and wrapped with manilla colored gauze that was already halfway soaked with fresh blood. He took the seat across from Mr. Julessi, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes. What a shit show.

I heard some random guys gossip as I took an available chair in the hallway outside of the office.

"Damn you see that shit? he ain't even see her fist comin' man!"

"I know man, she knocked that nigga out like fuckin' Ali!" He swung his fist in a right hook then ducked his head. Then they continued down the hall, their laughs fading into the background.

Principal Gladis waddled past me, making her way to the office. When she got in, she motioned for Jalin and Zaad to follow. They got up, walked into her room and Zaad shut the door behind him.

I waited anxiously and kept checking my phone for the time. When they finally walked out it was 12:18 PM. Zaad looked exhausted, but it was probably just the bruising that was circling each of his swollen eyes. He saw me as he was leaving and paused for a second like he was going to say something then he continued to the nearest exit.

Jalin came out fuming.

"I swear I hate that fat ass bitch! How the hell she gonna give me fuckin' detention and we ain't even in school no more!"

"Jai calm down! What happened!" I stood up and looked her in the eyes.

"That bitch was like 'If you don't go to detention you don't walk across that stage'!" She did an unconvincing impression of Principal Gladis.

"No, no! Jai what happened to Zaad's face?!"

"Oh that? I punched that bitch ass nigga in the nose." She said nonchalantly.

I shook my head. "Jalin what did I ask you not to do before we even got here?!"

"I know, I know Kami but come on the nigga was asking for it! How he gonna go out and find a new bitch on you?! I can't let that shit slide!" She looked as angry as I felt yesterday.

"But Jai, now everyone is gonna be talking about this for the rest of the week and they all gonna be blamin' me!" I groaned.

"So fuckin' what! Let 'em talk!" She raised her voice again. "All 'em hoes never have they own shit to talk about so I gave 'em some!"

It was quite for a moment. I grabbed her hand gently. She winced a little but let me examine it. It was swollen and her knuckles were dark purple.

"So did you just walk up and and swing?" I asked.

"Nah, so I was in the hallway talkin' to Tehzi but I had to pee real quick so I told him to go on in the gym while I went. When I was done I came out and saw Zaad leaning against the lockers on his phone. I walked up to him and was like 'Hope that bitch is worth it'. Then he said 'It's not even like that Jalin'. Once I heard words come out of his mouth and I remembered how hard you was cryin' on the phone last night I lost my shit, and BAM! Next thing I knew nigga was holdin' his face and cussin'!"

"Wow Jalin, what am I gonna do with you." I let out a deep breath. "Thanks for trying to stand up for me but you really do need to learn to control your anger."

She looked at me in disbelief. "I do not have anger problems Kamiran! All I was tryin' to do was make you feel better but fine, since you wanna trip go have Zaad give you a ride home! I'm sure he can see just fine out of his swollen ass eyes!"

She stormed off down the hallway with her right hand held tight against her chest. Damn, guess I'm walking.