Javon's POV
"Baaaaaaeeee!!!" Miracle screeched when I got out my car. She ran over and kissed me passionately. "Bae, like I missed you so much." I just saw this bitch yesterday night. "Oh forreal?" I replied, uninterested.
She immediately pushed me away from her and started pouting. "What? You ain't miss me?" She asked.
Annoyed and trying to avoid a petty argument, I tried to walk around her, but she grabbed my arm. This bitch must be crazy.
"Aye Mira, don't get snatched up. Don't you ever in yo life put yo hands on me unless you want me to cut them bitches off." Immediately, she let go, looking at the ground. Rolling my eyes, I headed inside the school.
As I walked past the front office, I saw this skinny light skin girl with big, curly hair. Hm. She must be new. I kept walking until I reached my locker, where my squad was already waiting for me. Terrell, Malik, Kyree, and Chris all stood, surrounding my locker; waiting for me to come. "Ayee, waddup, my niggs." I said, dapping them all up. "Where's Monica?" Terrell asked. This nigga must be high...who tf is Monica? "Who the hell is that, T?" Chris asked before I could. "What y'all talking bout? Thats yo girlfriend nigga!" He exclaimed. This nigga -_-
"Nigga, her name Miracle." Malik said.
"That's what I said." He clapped back." So where's Maria?"
This nigga is monkey.
"Boyyyy...imma see y'all later ight?" I said, walking towards my first period class.
When I got to class, I went and sat in the back, prepared to sleep cause this class was boring asf. But right when I was about to go to sleep, the girl I saw in the office came in. Now I can see her face, she's fiiiine. But judging by what she's wearing...she definitely ain't from around here. I was broken out of my commentary by the sound of Mr.Carter's voice. "Class, today we welcoming a new student. She's gone tell us her name, where she's from, and one thing about herself." After he finished speaking, everyone's attention was focused on her, waiting for her to speak.
"Hey, um...my names Aza Williams, and I'm uh...from New York City and...I like...well..I like to--"
"Spit it out!" Someone yelled. Everyone erupted into giggles and Aza turned a shade of pink.
"As I was trying to say, I like to sing." She said, turning back to Mr.Carter.
"Well, Ms. Williams, you can take that seat over there right by Mr.Johnson. Rayshawn, could you please raise your hand?" He raised it and she sat in the seat next to him. For the rest of the period, the entire class passed notes. Me and one of my homies, DJ, were passing a note.
DJ: Aye.. the new girl is weird ain't she?
Nigga, she ain't from here; she lived in New York... Of course she's gonna be different.
DJ: yeah but not everyone from New York dresses like that. She must be one of the rich, stuck up bitches from there.
Mann.. you might be right, but--
"Mr.Smith and Mr.Davidson. Are you still in kindergarten?" Mr. Carter questioned.
"No..." DJ answered, unsure of why we were being asked this.
"Then why are you passing notes like you are?"This nigga-_-
Out of everyone in the class, he notices us.
"Is that all you'd like to say, Mr. Smith?"
"I said that out loud?" I asked shocked. Rolling his eyes, Mr. Carter returned to the lesson, which might I add, NO ONE WAS PAYING ATTENTION TO. But the entire time, I couldn't get the new girl out of my head.
Lunch
When I walked into the cafeteria, it was louder than motherfucker; I swear my eardrums burst. I quickly went through the line, grabbing whatever actually looked edible before heading to sit with the rest of my Niggas. As I was sitting down, I peeped Aza walking in. But what made me mad was when Miracle tripped her. "Watch where you're going, bitch." She sneered, causing her little group of friends to cackle.
I got up and went over to where she was, offering her a hand.
"You're really going to help this Lil weird bitch, Von?!" Miracle seethed,drawing the entire cafeteria's attention to us. Ignoring her, I stood, waiting for her to grab my hand so I could help her up. Instead, she only stared at it.
"Come on ma, I ain't gone hurt you." I said, causing her to smile. Damn her smile's beautiful. She latched onto my hand, and I helped pull her up.
"Thank you." She said. Even her voice is beautiful. "No problem ma." I said, shooting her a smile. She gave me a little nod before heading to the lunch line. I couldn't help but think about her as I walked back to my seat. "Aye what was that all about?" Malik asked.
"Shitttt..I was just helping Lil mama up cause Mira was being a bitch." They all rolled their eyes before Chris said"why tf you lying, why you always lying?"
"What you talking bout foo?" I asked.
"You sure you don't like this girl?" Terrell spoke.
"Mann.. Y'all on some other shit. The bitch is new... How tf am I gone like her?" I didn't mean to call her out her name, but I don't like her. I got Miracle, who even though she gets on my nerves... I still am in deep like with her. I mean... We've been together since 8th grade. I don't like this new girl... Right?
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Teen Fiction17 year old Javon Smith thought he had everything he needed. He had his girl, he was going to school, he had his parents, he had his siblings, and he had his money. But even though he's always been content with his hood life, he's also always felt l...
