MY DADDY CALLED ME AS I GATHERED MY THINGS FOR my psychology class, "Good morning, sweet baby girl!"
"Good morning, Daddy!" I said with excitement.
"I had to leave early this morning to meet up with a couple of contractors, but I wanted to call before your first class to tell you to have a wonderful and blessed day!" he said.
"Daddy, thank you! Have a wonderful and blessed day too!" "Love you, baby girl!" Daddy said
I smiled, "Have a great day, Daddy, and I love you too!"
I walked into my psychology class thinking I was going to get a good seat. Boy, was I wrong! I looked at my watch and noticed that I was ten minutes early. It is always a hassle trying to find a seat. Since I am near-sighted and have to sit in the back. Sitting in the middle does not bother me too much, but if I sit in the front I feel like everything is magnified, and my head starts to hurt. Dr. Wright's class has stadium seats and it is a huge class. It reminds me of people who attend church once a year on Easter Sunday.I looked around for a while before I was going to settle in the corner on the floor. A classmate of mine, T'eo, waved me down as he pointed to an empty seat. Thank God for T'eo. People were irritated because I had to cross over.
"Excuse me," I said, trying to get by.
"Oh, my bad, excuse me," I said as I tried to walk sideways, and not fall.
I held on to their stuff so their books and papers wouldn't fall. One guy was waiting for me to pass him. I saw him watching, itching, and waiting to say something before T'eo waved me down. "Dang, you about to knock over my papers, books, and my instrument. Watch where you are going!" he said in a voice when you know someone wants to complain and say something just because and for no reason.
He was such a jackass with a bad attitude. I was going to let his comment ride, but I had to say something, "You know I have to get by, and I said excuse me. Who brings an instrument to class anyway? You're acting like you are at home with all this mess on your desk. You need to clean it up. I feel bad for the people beside you and for the ones who are in front of you too."
He squinted his eyes as he looked at me. I looked at him and sucked my teeth, letting him know he didn't scare me.
Oh, I forget to mention that I'm very outspoken. I am a Sagittarius, and as they say, Saggies do not have a filter and we are bold; which we are. However, we are mindful when necessary; but most of the time, some people deserve to hear our blunt facts because they need to be put in their place. Other than that, I try to be humble.
"T'eo, thank you," I said with relief.
"No problem. I saved the seat for you because I noticed you weren't here."
"That was very nice of you," I said.
T'eo is a sophomore in college. He is very mature and handsome. He is not an athlete like Brian. His smile is cute, but his teeth are not pearly white. When I look at him, I try not to look at his uneven tooth in the front. You can hardly tell, but I notice it. He is mixed. I do not know for sure, but he looks like he is mixed with white, black, and Italian. I never asked. His hair is very curly. Sometimes, he cuts it short, but it grows back quickly. He is really handsome when he wears a cap. His nose is a little pointy, his lips are thin and attractive. I love his eyes, they change color when the seasons change. I thought they were contacts, but nope, they are green during the fall, hazel brown during the summer, strangely blue in the winter, and gray in the spring. Dressing or keeping up with the latest fashion isn't on his agenda. He always wears shorts or pants, with a sweater or maybe a short-sleeved shirt (which, most of the time is faded) with flip-flops. Today, he has on tennis shoes. I am surprised. I wonder what the occasion is.

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Unapologetic For My Flaws and All 2nd edition
Teen FictionAs a senior in high school, Breana Anderson has her hands full. Not only does she have her school work for high school and a part-time job but she also takes on extracurricular activities while attending early college.Breana finds herself in an awkw...