I walked into school, scanning my school ID card as the security checks my bag for any type of medal or weapon. After that, I head down the hall to my first period class I dread of going to.
For it to be my third day coming here, I've learned my way around this huge ass school already. As I was walking, I heard my name being called from behind me. I turn around to see Justice.
Waterfalls 😍.
Justice was a fine ass nigga—besides Rashad. I watched him run to catch up with me.
" Damn, you walk fast. I spotted you coming out a car and I was calling your name but I guess you ain't hear me " he says as we start walking down the hall. Along with Bianca, me and Justice instantly clicked and became friends.
" I had my headphones in. I was jamming " I say, doing a lil dance. He laughs. Aww, his laughs. It's so fucking sexy and deep.
" Let me walk you to class. Who you got? " He asked.
" Mr. Jones for Economic" I saying, rolling my eyes at the thought of me getting closer to his room.
" Damn, that's tough. I never go to that nigga's class " He says. I looked over at him, slapping his arm.
" If you don't pass his class, you won't go to the eleventh grade, dumbass " I fussed. Justice rubs his arm as he pouts.
" Meanie. I got these nerds to do my work for me " he says but I shook my head. Still gotta know the lesson of the day, jackass. We made conversation on the way to my class. Justice kept me laughing the whole way there. When we finally made it to my Economics classroom, I checked the time to see I came ten minutes early.
I didn't need anymore problems with this man—or he'll be seeing my mother soon.
" Thanks Justice for walking me to class " I smiled at him as he leaned on the wall, staring at me. I tried not to blush but I can't hide it.
" No problem. See you in forensics later on" he says as he begins to walk.
" Yes and go to class, Justice! " I call after him.
" Yes mother! " He hollers back before he disappeared into the busy hallway. I shake my head as I walk into class. The room was half empty with kids as I walked to my usual seat.
As I was doing so, I noticed one of Amanda's little friends Nia was in the same class as me. I never seen her in this class for as long as I been in here.
She looks up at my way, looks me up and down then roll her eyes. I laughed but I made sure she could hear the pettiness in it. I don't know why females are pressed over a nigga so much that don't even claim them.
I sat in my seat and took out my notebook just as soon as Mr. Jones begins teaching the class.
" Alright, today we'll be reading a story about obesity and how it effects the world today " he says with no type of interest. He just looks mean and miserable. Maybe he's lonely. He finally passed out the articles to everyone. One of the students in the front raised their hand. Mr. Jones looked at her and rolled his eyes.
" Yes, Ana? " he asks.
" What does obesity has to do with economics? " She asks as she pushed her glasses up on her face.
" Who's the teacher? Me or you? " he replies smartly. The Ana girl raises her hands up in surrender.
" Once you done, you will write an essay based upon what you read and hand it in by the end of class " he adds in, earning a few groans from everyone. I begin to read the article as I hear laughing and talking. I looked up to Nia and Koop talking. Koop had her hand on Nia's thighs as Nia giggled.
