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Treasure POV
I was the only one standing outside of the school being that I'm 15 minutes late.

I started walking into the office to get a late slip.

"Excuse me?" I asked the lady who looked to be pretty nice and young like 25 or 26 years old.

"Yes, can I help you?"she asked smiling.

"Umm I need a late slip"

She studied my face as if I had something on it for a moment. I'm not gonna lie I got pretty self conscious to say the least.

"Sure" she then proceeded with a genuine smile.

"Your new huh" she began writing on a little pink slip while looking up for an answer.

"Yea I just moved here from California"

"Really what par- What lemme guess........ LA?"

"Yes actually"

"Finally! I'm tired of Florida people."

"I'm miss Sanchez by the way"she reached to shake my hand.

"I'm Treasure nice meeting you"I shook her hand.

"You too sweetie have a good day"

I took the paper and walked out of the office onto the campus not realizing that I don't know where the fuck I am.

Ugh really bitch now your about to be even more late. Ugh I just want to cry, why me. But then again it is my fought I should've woke up on time for fuck sa-

"Aye yo you good?" I got interrupted by a darkskin kid with a purple durag and a raspy ass voice.

He must've realized how stupid I looked.

"Actually no I'm not. I'm actually new and I'm late. Do you know where this class is?" he walked up to me and grabbed my schedule.

"The map is on the back of your schedule"

I looked at the paper and realized how dumb I really am. Durag kid must have noticed my embarrassment.

"It's okay to be nervous it's your first day and you don't look familiar. Where you from?" We started walking.

"California"

"Aye I love the west coast"he looked back at my schedule.

"AYYE IT'S LIT" this nigga yelled hella loudly "you got US History the same class as me and Jahseh.

"Huh? Who the hell is Jah-"

"This is it. This is your first period Mr. Jacobs bean potatoe built ass" this nigga cut me off standing knocking on a door reading 902.

"I'm Stokely by the way but I liked to be called Ski"

The door quickly opened revealing a very short old white man around his fifty's. I quickly gave him the pass walking in.

Ski already took his seat while everyone else stared at me.

"You must be Treasure correct?

"Um yes"

" Okay you can just sit anywhere "

I sat behind Ski and he turned around and gave me a small smile before turning back around.

Meanwhile a few people kept their gazed on me until Mr. Jacobs continued with his lecture. I decide to put my head down for a little while and take a nap.

Luckily I woke up before the bell rung, but I felt someone staring a me. I turned my head a saw a boy with two-toned hair and a black hoodie on staring at me while his head was rested on a desk. It seemed as if he'd been staring at me for a while. I notice he had the word numb written on the right side of his face. He just kept staring and I was getting a little uncomfortable because I never seen someone just stare at me like that unless it was a baby or something.
He was staring as if he sort of found comfort in my face. Luckily for me the bell rung which cut our little staring session short. I quickly grabbed my things and left happily relieved.

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