Just Love Society

Chapter 47

~ Aubrey POV ~

I haven't even been in this school for 2 hours, yet I feel like I belong here. I was welcomed warmly and I can tell I'm going to like the girls here. There's a few guys that captured my attention. Thing about me is that I'm bisexual. I have no shame in myself, but I've lost so many different relationships because of it.

I don't even speak to my mother anymore because of my decision. Most of my family has disowned me. Being a Haitian American Christian had a major impact on my family choice to disown me. In all honesty, I don't even care.

Since I was 15 years old I've been pretty much on my own. Thanks to the Lord I've never had to do anything out of my character to provide for myself. I'm still a respectable 18 year old virgin with a good head on her shoulders.

"Aubrey Pierre," rings throughout the HN Algebra 2 class I'm sitting in. Looking to the front of the class I clear my throat.

"Here." I respond to the light skin middle aged man. He doesn't seem to be over 30 years old. He handsome, and looks to be well carried and educated. He smiles at me genuinely.

"Welcome to the class Aubrey." He says with a soothing deep voice. I smile while nodding my head to symbolize a thank you. He moves on continuing with roll call. I fade in and out of the names he's calling until I hear ruckus. Now I'm not nosy or anything, but being me I instantly look to where I thought the noise had came from.

It's a light skinned caramel girl. I don't recognize her from anywhere but she looks familiar. The teacher calls out to her while she's held back by 3 guys. She's kicking, screaming, and knocking things over. I still don't know what's going on but getting a closer look, I see that she's crying.

"Candy just chill!" One of the brown skinned guys yells out to her and I remember the girl. From earlier in the bathroom. She seems so angry and hurt at the same time. I know this isn't any of my business, but I can't help myself from listening to the commotion.

She knocks over 3 desks in one swift kick and all of the dudes holding her fall forward trying to grab her. She sprints across the room and her hardened fist connects with the jaw of this light skin nigga with a nice fade, sandy blonde hair, and crutches to the side of him.

"Fuck you, I hate you!" She screams while repeatedly ramming her fist into his face. The door flies open and security comes running in pulling the girl off of the boy. She throws her leg up into the air and the dude she was attacking hits the ground hard after taking that kick to his chin. The other kids in the class stand up to get better views while they record the fight.

Stumbling to his feet, the blonde haired dude spits out blood and is helped outside of the classroom. Looking around, everyone is stunned. I overhear some conversations.

"He's foul fa that,"

"Deadass,"

"I would've killed that mufacker!"

"He did her so dirty bruh."

I hear all kinds of emotions and remarks about what just went down. Before I could further investigate, the bell rings signaling that it's time for 2nd period. I gather my things and proceed out the door. That is until the teacher stops me.

"Aubrey is it?" He asks finally letting go of my arm. I nod.

"Yeah," I respond. He looks at me. I can't say I'm uncomfortable, I'm pretty confident in myself. But standing here in an oversized grey t-shirt and bra and panties underneath is taking a toll on my confidence. Not to mention my underwear is a thong so he'll see everything when I walk away.

"To reiterate, I'm Mr.Harrison. Saturday I got all of the new students SAT scores and I was very impressed with yours. It was also brought to my attention that you have no community service hours." He says to me waiting for me to reassure him.