My alarm rang at 6 am. I groaned and looked at the clock, already, it was like 9pm 2 seconds ago. Anyways, I got out of bed and did my usual routine, it was a regular day at school so I just put on sweats, a white shirt and air forces.
When I got down stairs I looked at my dad flipping pancakes, "Look at you! You look horrible, this is why you shouldn't be going to sleep yet." I took a coffee mug, "Actually for your information I went to sleep at 9. The bed time YOU gave me, it's crazy I have a sleep schedule and I'm almost 18." "ACTUALLY. A sleep schedule is good for you. It helps you get the rest you need, and to finish things on time." I yapped with my hands to my dad and grabbed my school bag. "Yeah forget all that... I'm just gonna go.." I head out the door, "Have a good day at scho-" I shut the door.
When I got there I when to go sit by myself as usual, it's not that I'm a loner. I just have trust issues really.. The bell already rung and I almost was late for class when I slipped through the door sliding in my seat. A group of boys loud as hell enter the classroom, it's ALWAYS THEM. They can never be quiet, but of course they don't get a tardy and sit down like nothing happens. Especially, Dejuane, I don't like him. He's so annoying, he thinks he's a pretty boy light skin and thinks he can do whatever he wants.
I'm new, so I haven't really adjust but at the same time I have. I know everything about everyone, sucks for the internet. Well I mean, it's good to know about people before you put yourself in a situation you know what I mean? The popular girls tried to be friends with me, calling me cute, like yes girl I know I am. But not to sound cocky... they are weird and I don't want to be in a friend group like that. Thanks, I'm good.
Usually, I just draw throughout class... every class really to be honest. And I'm glad none of the teachers or students pick on me, I just look forward to go home everyday and talk to my outside friends... well friend. "If I carry the 4 and bring down the 1, what would be the answer?" Mr. Ward walked around the classroom and it was dead silent. "I think Ruth has an answer." Dejuane looked up and back at me. Wtf is he doing. NO I DON'T HAVE AN ANSWER NIGGA-. "Do you have an answer Ruth." I look up at Mr. Ward with embarrassment, I never been called on like this. "UH... yeah I think the answer would be 6?" I'm praying I was right, thank goodness I did some of the questions. "Correct! Now moving on." I glared at Dejuane with a stank face, I really wanna punch him so bad right now.
A couple periods after, I gather myself to head down to the lunch room. I head to the line to get some food, I jumped to the second like cause it was a bit short, or something... I don't really know how these lunch lines work. "Excuse me?" Dejuane puts his hands on me shoulder. "We were here, who you think you are?" My face turns red in embarrassment, "Oh sorry- I didn't know." I looked up at him, damn this man is like a giant. "Well you should have KNOWN, NOW GO." Oh-. I quickly when to the back of the line and waited, it's always something with me.
I found an empty lunch table and sat by myself, I almost started to cry but held my tears back. Why do I always get in my feelings? Dejuane did have a reason.. I cut in front of them period. I wiped my tears and opened my notebook, I drew an eye crying.
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I'm not hurt to be honest, he did have a valid reason to get mad at me, I was just tired and wanted to go home. I think I'm on my period.
Dejuane's POV
It was the next day at school and me and my friends came to class late as usual, not like any of the teachers care anyway. I enter Mr. Ward's classroom and sit down, he begins to talk about today's assignment and sets us off to independent work. I keep getting frustrated, that freaking girl. All she does is draw, AND she gets away with it. "Mr. Mccoy?" I look up and him. "Are you okay?" I turn around and look at that girl. "It's Ruth, she keeps distracting me." She brings her head up shocked, "Distracting?" She mumbles. "Would you like me to send Ruth to do work some where else. Move her." I shook my head no, I turn back around and she's just staring at me.
Ruth's POV
Bro what the hell. I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING, when class ended I grabbed my bag. Dejuane came up to me trying to get my attention. "Yo." I turn back around mad as hell, Mccoy's gonna get a piece of me today. "Is this what you do for a living? Pick on people? Is this what you come to school for, I know you don't know me. But that doesn't give you a right to do me like that, LEAVE. ME. ALONE." I walk out the school doors and head home.
When I got home, I walked passed my dad without even saying hi. Stomping up the stairs and entering my room, I drew a picture of angry eyes.
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