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After I told the principal about what the teacher did the next day, his bitch ass suspended the teacher for the rest of the school year with pay and lectured me about respect.

At this point, I don't understand. As I walked around, everyone gave me glances and whispered things about me. Normally I would press a bitch for talking about me but I don't really give a fuck anymore. I've been the topic of discussion so many times at this school and I've been here for a couple of months.  

Despite that, I still walked with my head high like the bad bitch that I am. Technically, no one knows that I'm actually a foster kid, just that I have no parents but I could care less either way.

By lunch, I see some girl at our table sitting in between Prince and Brandon. I sit on the other side of Brandon and greet the girl.

"Wassuh?" I said with a head nod.

"Hi." she smiled and waved. I furrowed my eyebrows at her wondering who she was and what she was doing here.

"This my girl, Paris." Prince introduced her.

"You ain't never told us you had a female, Prince." I said shaking my head.

"We was on the low." he said shrugging his shoulders.

"You stay on the low with somebody." Brandon said rolling his eyes sarcastically. Paris started giggling and playfully slapped Brandon's arm.

"Haha that was so funny." I said sarcastically.

"I know you're lucky to have such a funny guy like Brandon." she said to me with a smile on her face.

"Yes, I am." I said grinning and putting my hands around his arm. "Prince is funny too though." I said with a risen eyebrow.

"He is isn't he?" she said kissing his cheek.

"So, how long have y'all been talking?" I ask.

"A couple of weeks." she responds. "What about you two?" she says directing the question towards Brandon.

"About a month now." he said.

"That's interesting, when did y'all officially start dating?"

"My birthday, and look, he bought me this necklace with my name on it." I said purposely flexing my shit.

"Ouu nice. Have y'all done...you know?" she said with a risen eyebrow.

"You ask a lot of questions, babe." I said tilting my head.

"Sorry, I just wanna get to know you guys better."

"Well Paris, how about you get to know your quote on quote boyfriend better?" I said with a big eyeroll. "Prince, I don't like her." I said to him.

"Chill Bil, she cool." Prince said.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked innocently.

"No, that's just Billie." Brandon said in her defense.

I mean she really didn't do nothing wrong but she was clearly showing Brandon more attention than Prince.

I just roll my eyes and excuse myself to the bathroom.

I go in the stall and do my business. You know peeing and stuff. When I get out of the stall to wash my hands, I see Paris standing there waiting for me.

"Billie, I just wanna know if we have a problem." she said calmly.

"As long as you stay clear of kissing my boyfriends ass and hurting my friend, I'm fine with you." I say washing my hands.

"Sorry but I did nothing to give any idea I was making advances to Brandon."

"Well that's good, sweetheart." I say sarcastically.

"I've known Brandon for a really long time and I don't know, you don't seem like the type of girl he needs in his life."

"Girl, I ain't fucking with you, suck my dick." I scoffed walking past her.

"I just think it's funny how I've been there for him for so long and you just come out of nowhere with your sad and depressing story and steal his heart." she called out. I turn my heel back to her a walk up to her.

"Bitch, who are you? Because Brandon never said a damn thing about you."

"I'm his childhood friend. We just fell out of touch because of some stupid argument."

"That's cool and all, but you don't need to be all flirty with him, he has a girlfriend."

"Yeah his girlfriend is pretty pathetic. Druggie, unwanted, bitchy."

"Baby, are you tryna get slapped?"

"You ain't bout nothing." she said laughing and heading back to the cafeteria.

Fuck this shit, I'm going home.




















this one is kinda short and sorry for the crappy ending...it's almost 5 am and im tired gn

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