Jas'Ire P.O.V
' DDDDIIIIIINNNNGGGGG '
The Senior Lunch Bell Rung.
Me And Keyon Made Our Way To Our Table With The Squad.
Everything Was Cool, We Was Laughing, Joking Around, Just Having Fun, When Jhalil Ass Wants To Come Sit With Us.
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"Hi Guysss !"
Everybody Knew What Happened, And Knew What Was Up. Nobody Said Anything.
"Aye Jhalil, We Dont Like You Yo. You Mad Disrespected My Bestfriend, And I SHOULD Pop Yo Ass In The Mouth. But What You And Him Got Going On Aint My Businsess. But Yo Ass CANT Sit With Us."
She Just Looked At Me.
Then She Sucked Her Teeth. "Fine ! Fuck You And Yo Lame Ass Squad, Fuck Out My Face With That Petty Shit. I Knew Yo Fake Ass Wanted Duane Anyways, So Now He Can Have Yo Soft Ass !" She Snapped Loud Enough For Everybody To Hear.
And Like She Wanted, EVERYBODY Stopped What They Where Doing And Looked Our Way.
"Lame Ass Squad? OH HELL NO!" Meka Jumped Out Her Seat.
"Nah Cool It Meka" Ayla Spoke.
"Nahh Main, She Talkin Bout Squad, Ion Play That." She Was Getting From The Table When Poppi Grabbed Her By The Waist And Pulled Her Back Down On His Lap.
I Been Hearing That She Wanted To Fight Me For A GOOD Lil Minute Too.
But Everytime We Got Into It, Keyon Dumb Ass Would Hold Me Back. But Guess What? He Cant Do Shit Now ! Cause They Not Together. HA ! Pussy Bitch !
I Said Nothing. A Smirk Just Played On My Face As I Looked At This Dumb Ass Girl.
All I Could Think Was How She Called Me 'Soft' The Rest Was Just A Blurr.
I Got Up, And Started To Take My Jewlry Off, And Tied My Hair In A PonyTail.
The Confidence She Had Was Now Gone, And Fear Was Written All Over Her Face.
I Gave Ayla My Stuff And Looked At Her.
"Come On Kay. Just Leave Her Alone" Keyon Begged, Tugging On My Arm.
HE SO FUCKING STUPID. IM FUCKING DONE. IMMA WHOOP THIS HOE, AND CUT HIS ASS OFF.
Keyon Just Made It Worst. All I Saw Was Red. I Came Charging At Her, She Turned And Was Footin It.
I Caught Her By Her Tracks, And Slung Her Ass To The Cafe Table.
I Picked Her Head Up And Was Bashing It On The Table, Face First.
I Dragged Her By Her Weave And My Fist Started Flying Towards Her Face.
I Sat On Her And Was Throwing Straight Blows To The Girl Face.
She Managed To Push Me Off Of Her, And Stand Up. I Hopped Up Right With Her.
She Tried To Grab My Hair, But Every Time She Attepted I Moved My Head In The Opposite Direction. I Back Up And She Came Forward. I Put Up A Set, And Started Boxing Her Ass Square In The Face.
People Started Screaming And Rapping 'YG-Left, Right' , 'Migos-Fight Night' And 'World Star'
"YOU STUPID BITCH" I Screamed.
I Hit Her With My Right, Then Left And Knocked Her Ass Out.
When She Hit The Floor, I Started Kicking Her In The Side.
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Prototype *Book3*
FanfictionJas'Ire Is Normal Like Everybody Else. Friends;School;Family. Only Difference Is: Her Moms Freaks Out Over The Little, And Attemts Suicide. She Lives Great Though, Just Some Times There Are Problems Here And There.