༒𝙋𝙤𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧༒

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              **Read in Black**

Ameerah Amor King

"Bro fuck this." I mumbled to myself staring at the clock, that seemed to be standing still.

I looked around the classroom just seeing if I could distract myself for the time being. My eyes scan across the room, looking at the unamused looks on everyone's face.
"Ms.King?" My teacher calls getting my attention, also causing some of the students to look over at me.
"Yeah?" I questioned putting a friendly smile on my face.
"Make sure you're paying attention to what I write on the board ,because lord knows when the next time you'll be in this class." She says smugly before looking back down at her computer.

"Bitch."I mumble silently ,rolling my eyes causing the girl on the side of me to giggle.

She's referring to the fact that I'm almost always absent.
There's no exact reason why, honestly most of the time it's because I pretend to be sick.
I know what you're thinking "You're a senior and you still pretend to be sick?"  Simple answer, hell yeah.

The thing is my mom falls for it all the time so, at this point no one is surprised by how many days I miss.
I feel like the only reason that she lets me stay home though, is a way to feel better about herself and how she acts towards me.

I just put on my hoodie and string the cords to my earbuds through my hoodie so I could listen to music without her bitching.

I put down my head for a few minutes slowly nodding my head to sound of x's song Ayala. My personal favorite.
Cliché right? A depressed bitch listening to "depressing" music.
I don't care though I like to listen to music that speaks to me or feels like it's about me. I look up seeing everyone getting up and leaving seeing that as my cue to get the fuck outta here.
I walk out of the building as quick as possible trying to get on my designated bus, without bumping into some of the hundred kids that there is at this school.
I finally get on the bus receiving a nod from the creepy old bus driver before sitting down.