Chapter 1 ( Jamia)

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FML
Is the only thought going though my head as I realize that I forgot to refill my medication today.

It could have been any other day to forget, but no it just had to be the day that I have to go to a new school.

I know that I'm not going to make it through the whole day without beating a bitch if they so much as look at me the wrong way. Whatever tho, I didn't even want to go to this dumbass school.

"Jamie get yo ass up and get ready for school." my mama screamed from all the way across the house. A lovely start to a lovely day.

While getting ready for school I decided that I needed a bomb outfit for my first day Something cute but simple. I still have to flex on these bitches.

"Five minutes left!" Time just flies by in the morning.

Done, I go downstairs to see my mom cooking in breakfast.

"I see that yo funky ass finally ready." See this  is what I be talking about. Sucking my teeth I don't say anything back as I began devouring my breakfast. Even off my meds I know better than to talk back to my mama.

"Keep on sucking them teeth and watch how I knock all them outcha mouth." I swear that I didn't even do anything. I can't tell that to my mama because she swear that the little things I do are the equivalents of third degree murder.

"Are you ready to go?" she asked side eyeing me my waiting for my response. I think that she knows that I forgot to refill my meds.

What am I saying, of course she knows. She knows everything. So I just nod my head yes walk out of the door.

Lord give me strength to not beat no hoes today.
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Walking through the door of a new school had a weird feeling. With the usual bitches whispering, and thirsty niggas watching me. Like damn can I have my face back? Just from that alone I knew that I was in for a rough day.

As predicted the classes are boring as hell. Why should I care about when the world is going to end? If I'm not here for it then I don't give a fuck.

I don't need to worry about my distant grandchildren because I don't plan on having children ever.

After a while of this bullshit I was bored. So I kindly excuse myself to the bathroom, and by kindly I mean getting up and walking my black ass out of there.

I know for a fact that if I would have asked and Ms.whatevertfhernamewas said no that I was going to cause a scene that nobody wanted.

In the  hallway I ran into this fine ass boy who looks like he wanted to be anywhere but here. He had this shy but dangerous vibe to him.

We only exchange a few world with me mumbling the occasional damn he fine under my breath, but not for long because I had to get back to class. I don't need my mama beating my ass behind the first day.

Maybe this school isn't going to be so bad after all.

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