BlackBird

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"If we don't believe in freedom of expression for people we despise, we don't believe in it at all."

― Noam Chomsky

Justine Skye |

"What?!" I semi-yelled, standing out of my chair.

"We know you wanna sing Justine , but sneaking around with your teacher to get a record deal , a bit extreme." My moma said.

"Its not like im sleeping with him to get one." I stated defensively. My mom rubbed her temples.

"We wasnt saying you was Justine , sit down." My dad said sternly. I sat down slowly & folded my arms.

"Now your mom and I are responsible for you. If we dont feel right about it , then we dont..you dont have to feel the same way as us but you still gotta do what we say." He made clear. I shook my head as my bottom lip shivered.

"Its not like yall my real parents anyway." I blurted , making my mom look up with gasp.

"Justine you, you--" I cut her off. "What? Its true." I yelled, standing up again.

She stood up and slapped me.

"Listen , you never ever talk to us like that again!" She yelled with her chest heaving up & down.

I got up, running up the stairs and went into my room, slamming the door.

I laid over the bed as i kept my head in my pillow.

I felt my pillow become soak as my tears roll down my face.

I sucked it up as i sat up, reaching under my bed for a handy notebook i usually wrote songs in.

I felt my feelings kicking in & lyrics starting to flood my brain.

I reached over on my bedstand, grabbing a pen and turned to a clear page as i started writing down everything i felt at the moment.

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| Next Morning |

I woke up, surrounded by balled paper . I saw my notebook in my lap, seeing my incomplete song i started last night.

I yawned and stretched , slightly looking at the clock making my eyes go wide.

"No, no no." I muttered continuously as i ran into the bathroom.

I started the shower, then started brushing my teeth .

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After all my hyigene within 9 mins, i slipped my flare purple dress on with some black sandals before grabbing my bag, throwing my notebook in it and ran downstairs.

It wasnt a peep of a sound anywhere making me open the front door to an empty driveway.

"Really?" i yelled as i ran out, locking the door behind me before i started running down the sideway.

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"Late Justine." August said as i walked in.

"No shit sherlock." i mumbled under my breath, barely having any after all that running.

"Run that by me a little louder." he said as i sat by Rena, looking at what they were doing.

"Sorry Au-Mr.Alsina." i said blankly, brushing my skirt down. He folded his arms, raising an eyebrow.

He looked back on his desk, writting something down before walking over towards me.

"Mhm, your late slip." He mumbled, putting paper in my hand.

I sighed as he walked off and i opened it up.

It wasn't a slip, just notebook paper with 'carryout lunch?'. I slightly smiled, trying not to so i bit my lip.

"What he say?" Rena asked, forgot she was there.

I looked up at him as he had a slight smile. "Nothing."

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"Are you falling for your teacher?" Rena asked, i looked at her.

"No im not falling for my teacher." I stated,putting some books in my locker. Thank god 12th grade's the last year.

"Why the fuck not?" Nick asked, leaning on the other locker.

"Rephrase that, fall and teacher. Dont mix." I stated.

"He only 3 years older than you Ju." he said with a scoff before looking forward, stale facing somebody.

"What bitch?" He yelled.

"You're gay." the girl spat.

"Wanna cookie bitch? Better yet, wanna trophy bitch? I'll beatcho' ass like Cookie from Empire be lookin like Hakeem spoil ass , bitch keep yo pack of wolves trail going , i aint witcho bullshit today." He went in, starting to walk up as the girl started too.

She started talking too much shit so me and Rena got in.

"Woah , chill. Keep it moving." I said, pointing her towards the direction she was going, standing in front of Nick before he tried to swing or sum as Rena went in onna her friend.

"Erck! Go!" I saw a arm over my head point before she said anything. I turned around to August,making me smile.

"Rena chill." He said as she was finna kick ole girl as she walked off til Nick grabbed her.

"Hey." He finally said to me.

"Hey." i said back. "And oh,yes." I answered , he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Your , my 'late slip' ." I added, he nodded.

"oh ok, cool." He grinned, "ill see yall yungins lata' , stay out of trouble, Nick i dont want no 187." He stated with a chuckle as he started walking off,making us laugh.

We turned, starting to walk away.

"Daamn that nigga fine, the Lord took his time , damn near fell asleep when he making him. Made the earth quicker, 7 days , Mr.Alsina took 8 ." Nick blabbered making me lowly chuckle and shake my head as we kept walking.

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