Janelle POV...
I sit with my family again as we wait for the artist to come out.
Dad:Here she comes.
We all stand up and she walks out, dad asks if she's okay and once she says yes he walks out. Jen looks at her.
Jennifer:Damn, you stay getting arrested.
Anissa:Shut up!
I shake my head and walk with them.
Me:So did you find out what you were looking for?
Anissa:Nope not yet.
Me:Good luck. With that and dad.
She frowns and once we step through the door he snaps. I just shake my head and put my headphones in walking to the car.
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This is why I don't have a social media, there is no way I could keep up with the masses and their dumbass agenda.
I find Jen and sit next to her the metal of the bench cold on my legs.
Me:You okay?
Jennifer:Yeah, hey can I ask you a question?
Me:... Sure.
She turns around and looks at me, frustration and confusion in her eyes.
Jennifer:Why doesn't anyone pick on you?
Me:Huh?
Jennifer:Why is it that I'm called the princess of Garfield and your just Janelle? Why am I picked on and called Black Becky when you're left alone?
I knew this was gonna come up. I take a deep breath and look up.
Me:Because we aren't the same. No one likes me, but they respect me enough to leave me be. You allow your self to be open to ridicule, I don't. You and Nissa can have those fucked names but I won't take it.
Jennifer:*sarcastic*And why is that? Because you punch whoever looks at you?
Me:*laughs* That's why they call you that shit. Never have you heard me call Anissa Harriet like you guys do. How can you be in on a joke about your sister? You do act like a princess and ain't shit wrong with that. But you judge, especially hard when it comes to me. But I don't give a fuck because I don't let what people say get to me. I don't conform to the masses or try to. I know I'm a wolf, so I don't try to be a sheep. But hey this is what I get for coming to check up on you.
I get up and leave not once looking back. Fuck her and this high school drama.
I walk back into class and sit down waiting for school to end.
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I sit on the roof reading when I feel my phone vibrate, I pull it out and see it's Khalil.
From:BFF💚😍
Hey can you come over?
To:BFF 💚😍
Yeah give me like ten minutes, you need something?
From:BFF💚😍
Can you get me some fries from up the street?
To:BFF 💚😍
Yeah here I come.
He replied thanks and I hop down from the roof and start on my way to Khalil, I need to talk to him anyway.
When I walk inside I see his face is red, I frown and place our food down before sitting on the couch.
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Black Lightning
FanfictionJefferson Pierce, beloved principal, activist of Freeland with ex-wife Lynn Stewart who's a well known doctor and author who has three daughters; Anissa being the oldest is known as Harriet Tubman, Janelle the older twin and middle child is known as...
