Smart Girl? Thug Boy? (Still updating)

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Kourtney's POV

Yoooo, WHY is this class so boring? Why do I always question myself about this? I need to stop doing work and try to fail because these honor classes are SO not going to do it...

*My phone vibrates*
Dede Bestie👭🤞🏽💓:
Girl wyd?
Me:
Nothing, waiting for this bell to ring doing this boring work in this boring class about to pass out I'm tired as heck!!! Wyd though?
Dede Bestie👭🤞🏽💓:
Lol sucks for you, times almost up got 6 more mins you'll make it.. But I'm trying to figure out what I need to put on my project cover..
Me: Lucky.. Wyd after school?
Dede Bestie👭🤞🏽💓:
Nothing going home I don't have work today THANK GOD!
Me: Ok let's get ice cream after school then you come to my house I'll help you with your project.
Dede Bestie👭🤞🏽💓:
Omg gooddddd ICECREAM!! I LOVE YOUUUU, OKAY bittcchh???!!!!!!
Me: Lol GOOFY, I love you too Dede.. I'ma get back to work see you in a bit.

*Bell rings*
I pack up my stuff to get ready to go when Mrs. Revillo called me over to her... What do she want? I'm tired of this class I'm ready to get OUT of here and her big rat faced ass gon' call me over there too her..

Me: Yeeeass Mrs?

MRS.
You've been slacking for the past 3 days, w-what's going on Kourtney?

Me: Wym? Nothing is going on wrong, I'm fine Mrs. Ravioli..

MRS. It's Mrs. Revillo, Kourt.

Me: I don't care what is it, and it's Kourtney.... Mrs. Ravi

She cut her eyes at me as I walked away out the classroom UNBOTHERED.

I don't know why she thinks that I like her I don't, I mean like why would you like her if she walks around smelling like raw fish, throwed past due coffee breath, and her hair looks like a wet dog when she tries to come to work looking like she took a shower knowing her deorderant wore off the minute she walked out her house..

Let me call Desiré.

...After a couple minutes of being on the phone with Desiré, I decided to just go home and study and do my work. She had cancelled because her stupid ass step father think he can run shit so she couldn't make it, but she rescheduled for Friday after school.

"Damnnn mommi you looking good, ouuuuu."

This random boy said to me as I was walking to my car..

"Who are you, and what do you want?" I stopped and glared at him as he was staring me up and down and literally he's drooling like a dehydrated ass dog.

"Mane nothing I just wanted to say hey beautiful and I wanted to see if I could get your number?"

I stared at him for a minute in disgust before I started speaking again..

"Sure you can have my number you got your phone or paper and pen I'll right it down for you."

"Y-Y-EA-A-H, here you go."

As he was handing me the paper and pen I put the tip of my hand onto the tip of the paper and wrote down "17" and gave it back to him and started walking off.. Boy, boy I know he was pissed once he seen it was 2 numbers not a full on 10 digits..

" DAMN MOMMII LIKE THAT? MAN FUCK YOU I THOUGHT WE WAS GON' HAVE SOMETHING STUPID FAT BITCH"

" BOY YOU KNOW THIS ASS IS FAT WHY YOU OVER HERE CALLING ME A FAT BITCH AND YOU THOUGHT WRONG NIGGGAAA NEVER GET YOUR HOPES UP HIGH."