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𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚗.
( 𝙿𝚎𝚎𝙰𝚒𝚛 )

Pierre's eyes fluttered open at the sound of the constant pounding on her bedroom door

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Pierre's eyes fluttered open at the sound of the constant pounding on her bedroom door. Sitting up, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and stumbled out of her bed and toward the door. She swung the door open and was face to face with her aunt, whose face held a mug.


"What I tell yo' ass about waking up late, Pierre? Tu vas être en retard pour l'école!" she questioned, resting her hand on her hip.


"Sorry auntie." Pierre responded, scratching the back of her neck. Lawanda, her aunt, only shook her head before turning away and beginning to walk down the stairs.


"Dépêche toi aussi fille!" Lawanda yelled as she walked away. Pierre only rolled her eyes and closed the door, beginning to strip from the boxers and sports bra she wore. Within 20 minutes she'd taken a shower and brushed her teeth, and was now looking for an outfit for the day.


She threw on a black shirt, loose fitting jeans and black vans along with her chain and some of her favorite cologne. She then grabbed her phone and exited her room making her way to the kitchen.



She kissed her aunt on the cheek before exiting the kitchen and soon after she approached the door.


"Au revoir ma tante, je t'aime!" she called out and exited the door starting the way to her car. She slid inside and started the car, music blasting immediately as she buckled herself and started her way to the place she dreaded most..


High school.


Why you got me so obsessed with you,
why you got me wasting time laying next you?
Why do you tell me come over to watch you just stare at your phone
Don't know why I expected you to give me attention, affection and love, you're like a drug.. can't take you high, Need to new plug.
You got me bent, got me way too messed up.


"And I don't know why I'm even still here! Can't shake it off, I'll be here for years on top of years!" Pierre sung along as she drove along the speedway. She hummed along to the rest of the song until she was pulling into the parking lot of her school; Emerald High. She quickly climbed out of her car and rushed into the school right after the bell had rung. Quickly making her way to her first period that she'd she shared with her best friend.



"You're late, Ms. Hamilton." her teacher called with his back turned to her. She let out a sigh and continued walking to her seat beside her best friend. The teacher turned around and shook his head, beginning the lesson.




"You late." Julie mumbled over to Pierre, earning an eye roll.


"Gee thanks.. I didn't know." she sarcastically replied, watching the teacher who's back was turned to them.

"And why are you late?" Julie ignored her sarcasm and leaned back, looking over at her.

"Overslept."


"Of course. You need to work on that.." she lectured.


"Anyway.. has Jaxon given you any information about the next drop?" Pierre ignored the previous statement. Julie shook her head causing Pierre to nod.

Silence overcame them as they listened to their teacher talk about the assignment he was about to give. Pierre groaned lowly and closed her eyes, just as the door was pushed open. Her eyes shot open, trailing to the front of the class, where they'd landed on the principal and an unknown female, stud if you may, who stood beside him.


They talked inaudibly before the principal exited the room leaving the female behind. Her eyes traveled the room and landed on Pierre's peering ones. She licked her lips and a smirk made its way onto her face. She sat down, a few seats in front of Pierre as her eyes still peered at the back of the female's head.


"You're staring." Julie teased, causing Pierre to flick her off.

Pierre took her eyes off of the girl and tried focusing on what the teacher was saying but her mind somehow went back to the smirk that played at the girl's plump lips.



"She's cute.. for a stud." Julie spoke, nudging Pierre.



"Eh.. she ight."


"That stare down told me something way different."  she laughed.


"Fuck you, b."


"That's her job."





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