Memphis,Tennessee
Monty Wilson
"Monty Wilson are you even paying attention". Mrs.Wicker asked as she hit a ruler against my desk
"no not really". it was an almost empty room at the moment i was here in Detention with bryson Big tommy omar daniel and lisha
i was half way passed out today was very interesting
"im going to my desk in the office i will be back in the next hour dont make a peep". she said with an attitude
"this is your fault if you would have never tested my bestfriend we would have been at home". lisha said i turned around seeing her talkin to my bestfriend i pushing up against my chair
"girl you better get yo ass back that aint his fault its you fault yo bitch ass bestfriend started with my bestfriend you better recognize". i spoke she looked at me and mugged me
"foe its ight i will take the blame". omar said as he looked outside the window if he say he wanna take the blame i will let him i looked over seeing bryson on his phone he just finessed this lady
"bryson". i said he looked up and looked around the room then looked at me and rolled his eyes this nigga still mad at me
"i will take you and omar out to eat if you stop being mad at me". he started smiling
"bet i aint even messed up bout it no more". he said i nodded i turned around seeing omar looking lonely as hell there was a empty seat next to me and bryson i told omar to come sit up there and he did
"un uh come back here". tommy said to omar bryson looked back
"nigga shut yo ass up damn". he said making me and omar laugh the girl got up and hit bryson at the back of the head at first me and omar was laughing but then it was not funny so i hit that bitch in ha mouth
"why would you hit me". she said with tears streaming down her face i cant deal with emotional ass bitches
"dont hit him i will fuck you up ". i said pushing her causing her to fall over the desk making me omar and bryson laugh
"ight im out". i said getting up going to a corner i put my head against the wall and took my ass to sleep
1 hour later*
"Ok class you are now dismissed". Mrs.wicker said through the inner calm we all packed our things and began walking out the doors
"ight so were yall wanna eat my treat". i said to them
"can we eat some burger king". bryson said i shrugged and looked at omar seeing him mugging bryson
"nigga hell no lets eat chic-fil-a since she paying". omar said smirking that finna run up a check bryson phone started ringing meaning he was getting a face time call it was kenny
"waddup". kenny said sticking his big ass forehead in the camera
"aye we finna go get some food you wanna come". i asked then trey popped outta know where
