The Script

Chapter 2(Part 1)

Its 3:30 pm and school is over. Im waiting for the Consumer Studies afternoon class to start at 4:00 pm . Ive already done this work already last year so I'm basically revising is what i tell myself all the time when I go for extra classes. I hate afternoon classes with my heart and the blood in my veins . I'm repeating matric because my marks were too bad for the university I wanted to go to so I got off my high horse and here I am today. Jhene is my closest friend and she also had the same problem as me so we practically in this together.

I walk towards the girls bathroom next to the School Psychologists office because there are four girls bathrooms at school and this is the closest one . Once I arrive, I find Jade in the corner, listening to music and all she does is look back at me with that lifeless glare like that smiling emoji. Shes on her phone and I hear the shes listening to as I dry my hands on the broken automatic hand dryer. Its my song."Done with these niggas, don't love these niggas, I dust off these niggas..." I silently sing along and she looks at me and her eyes say; "did I ask for a speaker?". I keep quiet and stare back.

 " Heeh sisi!", I exclaim in my most African accent," why are you here in the bathroom? Is it because of what Steez said or...."-Silence. O-kay. Steez is the schools hottie but he is also the schools player. I've never dated him and I don't wish to. I leave and starts talking as I walk out the door." Look , I know you hate me, I know you love seeing me in pain so don't ask me that crap again please." Her accent is killing me. The way she loves herself, you would swear shes white but shes a coconut. Co-co-nut.Black on the outside but white on the inside. I look at her and say nothing then I walk out and check the time. Its 4:10 pm.  I rush back into the toilet and tell Jade class has started . "I don't need that class, you do." My blood pressure rises and I ask her to repeat her statement. She laughs and walks away. I'm quick to anger so I pull her  plastic braids off her scalp as she models by and 10 singles come off. She screams. I giggle and run to class. 

I'm lucky because the teacher hasn't arrived yet so the class is still in the after school spirit. One of the prefects appear from space at the door and I'm being called in the maths teachers class office. The class goes numb and Jhene asks me whats happening. " I pulled off Jades hair"is all I tell Jhene. Shes laughing,with her eyes drenched in tears of laughter. 

I am scared of Mr X. No , Im not really scared him. You know why? I always and I repeat, always know how to get him not to put me in trouble if you know what I mean. Nevermind. Anyway I find myself sitting on the other side of his italian granite table, apple computer and Iphone 20 . He starts with;" ShiShi you're here again. When will you stop with this fighting for no reason all the time. Im going to call your father." Lifeless glares are my specialty and thats what I hand him. He continues;" Tell me your father number."-Silence. "Mshindi Grace Singo!!". I stand up, with my 15 cm skirt, walking towards him. I'm rather slim and vertically challenged but I know how to get things done when I need. After 20 minutes of "being reprimanded", I walk out, leaving him ready to wet his pants. I've done this before. There are 3 male teachers at school and his one of them. I've had them all for supper. MrX 5 times in 2 years. He knows how I roll so he isn't surprised.

I walk back to class and its almost over. As I enter to sit down, Avani shouts;" where have you been girl. You need this class more than all of us. I mean how can you be the daughter of professors and CEOs but you've got a three year old and you repeating?" The class turns upside down siding with me but I shush them all. I hate fighting with words. I'm slow to words so I walk to her table and slap her across the face knowing shes going to run to X. I did that for a second round. I'm bad but I don't care. But that's what I thought but instead she fights back with a huge punch . Its WWE #School edition. Cameras are rolling and I'm on top of her with tears in my eyes realising that there's no point.

 Reality plonks my in the face and I see my mistakes and my past as I let her win the war she started. X arrives and the class disperses out the window and up the ceiling. Its Aavni and I left in class. Shes laughing, I'm crying." You think your fists will make you win? I'm way better than you will ever be." She chuckles and leaves me in blood on my lip , a pink eye and a black eye bag on the left of my face. X smiles and tells me to follow him. His my pillow. Jhene knows what him and I do together but she knows I don't love him. I do it to stay out of trouble. Nothing else.