The Poison Of Your Love (Sweet Pea love story)

Good day

We made it back in time for 4th period.

"See you guys later" I said as I parted ways with the below average people.

I managed to buy J's car from him for 4000$.
He was probably too high to think about the deal but I'm not the loser.

I stuffed my backpack into my locker with the remainder of the weed in it. I pulled out my white notebook with a pencil and carried on to my period 4 class.

When I finally found my classroom, I was 2 mins late.

I walked into Ms. Jefferson's Law 30 Class.

"Hi, I'm sorry I'm late, I had trouble finding the classroom." -me

"That's ok, just find a seat and I'll get you caught up when I'm done explaining the rest of the lesson."
- Ms.Jefferson

And with that I sat down at the front right table with a certain African-American girl.
She wore cheetah print leggings and a headband with cat ears.

I think she was going to say something to me but stopped because I looked straight at her.

She looked back the board and kept quiet.

*skip class*

Though I'm sure Law is purposeful for shaping people into good minds.
I didn't.
Or I wasn't.

I'm still high

I'm not sure what I thought but what I know is Law was teaching me is my whole life was illegal.
But I'm stoned to the bone, so I think I should just skip last class.

I made it back to my locker and I put my notebook in with the rest of my stuff.
I grabbed my backpack and headed to the computer lab.
I searched for apartments in town, available today.

It took awhile but I found 2. One close to the Riverdale Register, and another at The Southside trailer park.

I logged off and went to the parking lot where my car was waiting for me.
I got in and drove to the apartment by the Register, and called the number to get more info and when I could view the place.
The woman I spoke to, said she would see me immediately and the rent was 2000$.
I wasn't surprised at this but my concern was space and the shower.

My phone rang again and it was the same woman.

"Yes hi again. I'm outside the apartment and I think I see you over in that white car." -The woman

I looked over the tall brick building beside the Register and sure enough.
There was a woman with Vibrant Red hair and a very clean cut pantsuit on, waving at me.

I waved back and got out of my car.
I jogged over to her and greeted her.

"Hi, I spoke with you on the phone. My name is Mikayla."
"Yes, Hi. Would you like to see the apartment?" -the woman
"I sure would" -me

From the looks of the outside I would have expected this to be not the very best but looks deceive.
The foyer had a deep red carpet with black walls.
With a desk off to the side, where I'm guessing a lobby man sat. But was no where to be found.
"There's 6 apartments in this building. I own 2. And they're both open for renting and for sale. The first is on the first floor with open concept and black hardwood floors.
The other is on top floor, also open concept with black hardwood floors but is very much bigger than the first.
Which would you like to see first?"

"Top floor seems like a good place to start" -me
"Sure thing" -the woman

She led me to the elevator and pushed level 3.

The doors opened to a very clean hallway with royal blue carpets.

She took a key from her pocket and opened the first door on the right.

It opened to a very open living room and a very sophisticated kitchen.
There was glassware in the cabinets and looked very expensive.
I walked in and noticed the very shiny black hardwood floors.
In the living room was a deep red rug.

"To your left is the master bedroom." Said the woman.

I looked to my left and there was a golden door.

I marched to the door and stopped when I noticed the handle.

It was a angel wing.

I turned the handle and opened the door.
Inside was a room with black walls, the room was just as big as the living room.
On the right was 2 black marble pillars. It was a closet.
A very big closet.

I turned around to face the woman.

"I'll take it" I said sternly
"Great! Let's go to the kitchen to sign the lease."

We walked back out to the kitchen. And that's when I decided...right then and there this was MY new home. MY place.

*skip agreement signing*

"Ok thank you so much. I hope you will be happy here"
She handed me a very old and gold key.
"This is the only key for this place so do not lose it."

"Thank you" -me

She smiled once more and left.

Now that I have a place. I need a job. I had to be at Pops at 4.
I looked at my phone. 3:48.

I looked around taking in every detail.
I decided to leave and head to Pops.

I parked my car. And looked into the rear view mirror. I pulled my hair up into a neat ponytail. And took off my lipstick.
I took off my sweat shirt, which left me in a black v-neck t shirt.
I got out and walked over to Pop Tate's Chock'lit shoppe.

After Pop showed me how to work the register, he got me waiting tables. So far in tips I had $13.25.
My shift ended at 10pm and it was currently 9:50.

"Mikayla, you can go. Its been slow and I'll be fine." -Pop
"Ok Pop. Have a good night! I'll see you tomorrow at 4!" -me
"Goodnight kid!" -Pop

I left pops and walked to my car.

I yawned.

"Fuck. I need a drink"

A little boutique shop by my apartment was still open. And looked like they sold clothes. And I need new clothes.

"Hers always"

That was the name of the little boutique.
I went inside and looked around. Most of the clothes were girly and meant for women with very slim figures.
I settled on various black t shirts. With more black ripped jeans.
I'm not goth but I just really like the colour black.
Also a red oversized flannel, fishnet tights and a paparoach band t-shirt that fit a little more snug than the rest.
Before I made my way back to the front, a long sleeved black shirt caught my eye.
It was ruched together in the middle of the shirt and looked very form fitted.
I fingered the sleeve.
It felt like it was made of cotton silk. I low v-neck look like it could work for me. With a very good push-up bra.
I snatched it off the rack and happily payed for all my shit.
My money was no issue for me. I had dough and I wasn't worried about spending it.
I got back to my apartment and forgot I still had nothing there.
No bed. And no drinks.

Well I guess I could go to the Whyte Wrym.
I sat on the rug in the living and laid out my clothes I just bought. I threw the bags aside and looked at my new clothes.
I yawned and felt a sudden need to sleep.
A drink would be nice.
I laid my head on a pile of soft t-shirts and closed my eyes.
I was home. I found home.

Today was a good day.