BADKID ARIANNA

Chap 9 😌 *6-15-20*

ARIANNA LA'NAE

"get uppppp!" Jaliyah dragged snatching the cover off me. "oh my god— this was never giving it." I said.

i put on a white shirt and tied it in a ball, some black jeans ripped on the knee area, black and white jordan's.

formed my hair in a bun, then slicked the edges and called it a day.

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@arianna.lanae : first day type 💕

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we was all waiting for the bus to pull up and mirah and paisley was doing a dubsmash.

i pulled out my phone and scrolled on instagram, sitting in marks lap.

"take a picture with me." i said and he looked up and i snapped the picture of us on my snapchat story.

"we fye for real." i said as Gracie and jacob was tryna do the same thing.

"y'all look pitiful. like reaaaallll pitiful." macei said and i couldn't help but laugh.

the bus pulled up before gracie could say something back.

yes god.

"the sophomores are here today and we are here to sa-layyy." mirah said.

"girl you know you going to 8th. sit down." gracie said before laughing.

"not too much on my little sister." i said. "mane chillout. she was just playing." jacob laughed.

"well nobody here found that funny." kam said and we rolled our eyes before heading to the back.

"dam. yeen text me at all this summer." my old friend, morgan said.

"you said you was gone check up on me during the summer." i said. "the phone works both ways." she said.

i simply ignored her before sitting on mark's lap and scrolled through instagram. 

"heeeyy mark." morgan said and i snapped my neck.

not to friendly.

he simply looked her up and down before saying "ion know you."

that's my nigga!

"OMGGGG!" we heard the bus yelling and i looked up seeing my best friend Chris and his friend Debo.

"mane, i missed y'all for real." i said, reaching out for a hug then being snatched back down.

"mark don't start." i said. "ion know them so you don't either." he said.

"i do know them." i said. "oh aight." he said and turned to morgan.

the pettiness is not phasing me.

"mane i missed y'all bra." i said to chris and debo. then i pinched them in they chest. 

"y'all ain't even text me like that. dry and anti as always. we need to catch up. 3 to a seat sir's." i said and i sat in the middle.

"so i got this gurl. her name kierston. she a car rider tho." debo said.

i nodded. "okay okay. cool. chris? who yo li crushhhhh?" i eagerly asked.

"ion wanna talk about it and debo don't tell her!" he snapped and i out my hand over my chest.

"it ain't even like that i promise." he said and i shrugged my shoulders.

my phone buzzed and i looked down seeing mark's text.

bae💕
you entertaining other niggas. bet.

- mane what?

bae💕
nahh we done.

- you really looking stupid markus.

bae💕
nahh go talk to chris or deboooo.

- debo has a whole girlfriend bra. stop playing.

mark.
ion care.

- mark..?
❗️ message failed to deliver.

so tired of this nigga and his games. for real.

the bus came to a stop and i went to me and mark's seat and he pushed me in the seat causing me to hit my  head on the window.

i winced in pain as chris jumped up to the rescue.

"bra what is wrong witchu! cause she talking to me you wanna be all insecure then hit her head on the window?" chris asked.

"it ain't even like that." mark rolled his eyes.

"oh really? cause it looks like she blee— SHE BLEEDING!" chris yelled and everybody started to attack mark.

everything was turning into a blur and i was out cold.

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i woke up with a slight headache. i seen everybody surrounding me as i opened my eyes more.

i closed them again since the light was so bright. "she awake!" debo yelled as a girl rushed to his side.

"hey." i said to the girl as she waved. "hey. my names kierston." she said and i smiled.

"that nigga mark getting questioned. you pressing charges?" mike asked with the camera.

"nahh, ian gone press no charges on him but we done. fareal this time." i said as everyone gasped.

"chris... i think it's time." debo said and chris took a deep breath.

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this all for my good sis 💕🧽 she know who she is.