Chapter 4

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I sit down in the empty seat. I hear whispers mostly about how I changed. A boy walked up too me I had recognized this boy, it was that bitch Christian. He was always one of the main people who would bully me and be a complete ass.

"Hey Kinda, you look hot. I was wondering if you would like to go out with a handsome guy such as myself."

Cocky much

"No, I don't go out with  jackasses like you," I scoffed.

Christian was taken back by my comment. His playful expression soon changed into an angered one.

"Listen here bitch you think just cause you changed you look you get to be all bold. Well guess what you are still the weak little nerd who lost her parents because they felt a disgrace to have a daughter like you," he said while looking back at his friends smiling.

I quickly stood up in my chair grabbing him by his throat harshly. "What did you say motherfucker," I screamed. He smiled "you heard me bitch now let go of me before the little girl gets hurt," he said mocking a little girls' expression. I

I tightened my grip on his new. His breath started to hitch. I threw him on top of a desk and punched his jaw. His lip busted and he begin to groan in pain. I then took out my pocket knife and shoved it against his throat only cutting a small slash. I was soon interrupted by two strong arms grabbing me. I defensively turned around ready to punch when I noticed Bryant. I pushed him off me. 

"Kinda that is your last warning," the teacher said. He wrote me a detention slip and placed it on my desk almost as if he was afraid. 

I looked back at Christian and gave him a death glare. I then grabbed his shirt and bent down to his ear. I whispered,"Next time you won't be so lucky so watch who the fuck you are talking to, and watch your back." 

I grabbed my stuff and walked out of the room. I walked into the detention room to find that the teacher was sleep. Someone was in the back corner on their phone. My eyes widen when I saw who it was. I shouted,"100." and thats when someone shouted,"Bands." I couldnt believe it. It was my bestfriend Shawndasia. She moved away before freshmen year and I didnt get to see her. She was the only friend I never knew.

I ran up to her and saw her jump for joy. I gave her a big hugged and she returned it.

  "Bitch!, I've been looking for you. I heard everything that has happened while I was gone and Im ready to kill." Yeah thats right my best friend has always been the dangerous type she was in gangs before we got out of middle school. She is notorious for her shooting skills. 

"I know but I've missed you too," I said. "Girl you looking bad too, I like the new style," she said looking over my outfit and tattoos.  

"Thanks I like it too anyway what you doing later," I asked.

"Im going to a party you should come b*tch cause you know that I am the life of a party, and I need my righthand there so we can tear some shit up," she said.

I laughed.

"Although that seems fun I don't know," I stated.

"Come on you always trying to be boring which I know you are not," she said in a matter-a-fact tone.

All I did was smile, because she knew me too well.

"Okay fine I'll go"

"Good now lets go get dressed, cause imma make you look bad asf"

We sneaked out the room while the teacher was sleep. I took my motorcycle and she took her car. She followed me to my house. We pulled up, and she instantly got out the car she was amazed at my apartment.

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