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chapter two

r o b y n

i was on my way walking home from school since my mama wasn't able to pick me up because i had detention that was a hour long and she couldn't be late for work.

i heard multiple footsteps behind me causing me to walk faster, i ain't tryna get kidnapped. i felt someone jerk me back making me fall flat on my butt.

"oww." i whined as my butt began to ache, i tried to stand back up but someone pushed me down, much rougher this time.

"so you snitchin' na'?" i heard a familiar voice, i looked up only to see kentrell and his stupid group of friends.

"no." i shook my head quickly, "i swear i didn't."

"she lying." boomer spoke up making me furrow my eyebrows.

"no im not—"

i was cut off by my hair being yanked roughly making me whine loudly. "please stop!" i yelled as my bottom lip quivered.

"look, she finna' cry." ben laughed pointing at me as i brushed my hair out of my face.

"told yall she was a cry baby." kd chuckled as he pulled out his phone and started recording me.

"look at 'dis cry baby bitch." kentrell shoved my head being all extra as i continued to sit on the ground.

"look at her lip, she finna' start cryin'." boomer pointed being loud as kd continued to record.

i felt something cold hit my face making me gasp loudly. i wiped my face to and then looked down at my hand to see it was only mud. i couldn't hold it in anymore, i just started crying.

"she's eighteen and still cryin' like she three." kentrell laughed causing the rest them to join in as kd finally stopped recording.

"'dis shit really gon' go viral." i heard kd say as they begin to walk away leaving me on the cold sidewalk with a face full of mud.

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i finally got out the shower with a towel wrapped around my head and went straight to my phone since it was buzzing with notifications.

i went on instagram to see everyone was tagging me in the video of kd recording kentrell throwing mud in my face.

i sighed pressing on one of the many videos that had the caption,
'i think the mud is better than the ugly ass makeup she be wearing💀'.

"i don't even wear makeup." i frowned looking at the rest of the hateful comments.

every time i got on instagram a video or picture of me with mud on my face popped up and people kept tagging me innit, blowing up my phone, so i uninstalled the app. shit was starting to get aggravating.

i went back into the bathroom and did my hair, placing my bonnet on top of my head before laying back down to go to sleep. as soon as i closed my eyes my phone vibrated making me groan loudly.

i grabbed my phone only to see i had a text from an unknown number.

"oh lord." i mumbled as i read the text.

225-671-4493

im picking you up tomorrow
so be ready🐍

i might change robyn's
character, idk yet🤷🏽‍♀️

have you ever went to mcdonald's
and the ice cream machine was broke?

only be able to use snapchat for
the rest of your life or twitter?

i love yall💚