chapter 1

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Good morning everyone” said Mrs.Johnson as she stood up from her desk, “to start of yall senior year,let's go around introducing ourselves”. “Who's going first? “ she asked, looking around. This brown skin girl with twists raised her hand excitedly.

The teacher gave her the okay and she stood up with a bright smile. “Good morning my fellow seniors, my name is Bethany Adams and I'm running for student body president, so when the time comes vote for me”. She said with it a cheesy smile. I rolled my eyes, this should bitch doing the most. After she was finished, Mrs.Johnson motioned  for me to go next.

I huffed before standing up and fixing my new pairmof white Levi jeans. “My name is Carmen Price and I don't wanna be here” I said before sitting back down in my seat.

“Is there anything else you want to say about yourself?” asked Mrs.Johnson. I looked over at her before rolling my eyes and saying no.

I don't have time to be telling my whole life story to these ugly ass hoes and these broke ass niggas. After all the introductions, we got our syllabus and just chilled for the remainder of the class. The first four classes went by in a flash and now we're heading to lunch. I spotted my girls sitting at a table by a window and made my way towards them. Me and my girls were the baddest bitches at Clermont High, all the boys wanted us and the girls wanted to be us. I sat by my girl Mercedes Bryan, she is light skin with brown eyes, curly hair, and was fine as hell. We've known each other since seventh grade, being the only light skins in the class so we stuck together and been friends ever since. The other girl we let hang out with us is Aurora Lynn Dickerson, or Ro cuz she ain't no princess. She ain't ugly ugly but she got them real African features that ain't cute. She is dark skin with nappy ass hair and grey eyes that she swears are real. She is also tall as hell, standing at 5'6 compared to my height of 5'5. Me and Mercy(Mercedes) don't fuck with her like that cuz she not light skin and lightskin do it better. We only keep her around because she's cool with a lot of the fine niggas and she puts us on. It's not like I can't get any nigga I want, cuz I can. I am light skin with brown and blonde curly hair(that only girls with good hair have), and real green eyes that I inherited from my momma cuz she is mixed. I also have a perfect body with b cup breasts and a smedium round ass. Besides niggas like us better than those ugly ass monkeys who only got their body going for them. I sat there eating my salad with low fat dressing and a bottle of water, Mercy had the same thing but Ro was eating a greay hamburger and fries. I shook my head, I don't get how she eat this nasty shit. Fat bitch I thought to myself.

“Ro is there any parties this weekend?” I asked after taking a bite of my salad.

She nodded her head, “Yeah Tony’s big brother is turning 21 Saturday, so he's having a little get together”.

“Are we invited?” asked Mercy while sipping her water.

Ro hesitated before answering, “You have to be invited personally by his brother Antonio”.

I scuffed. “Did Antonio invite you?” I asked her. She nodded her head. “ Then we're invited” I said while rolling my eyes.  Damn. She dumb as hell.

She didn't reply back and she continue her eating her lunch. We were soon interrupted by a group of boys sitting at our table. I looked over at the one sitting behind me and saw it was my ex, Joshua Fischer. Joshua is light skin with hazel eyes and a red fade, he also stands about 5’8. We dated on and off for two years, before I cut him off completely. We weren't compatible, he wanted to have his cake and eat any other bitch that came his way, including my baby sister. Did I mention this nigga failed twelfth grade twice. The other boy at our table was Pierre Bryan, Mercy’s older brother. He's a 6’0 brown skin with soft curly hair and brown eyes. He was soo damn fine but sadly I'm not his type. He goes for them other girls, the more “black” girls. But it's whatever it's his loss anyway. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Joshua started waving his hands in my face.

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