"Fuck you John."
"No fuck you Olivia." These two stay going at it.
"Here bitch, and I want my food hot." Tre tossed a bag at me followed by his keys.
"You get it how I give it to you." I rolled my eyes, walking to class.
I sat in my class, in the back like always. I started smashing the Mcdonlads. Before these bums come asking for my shit.
"Aye Shalah!"
"What Jamal damn?!"
"Gimme some." I shrugged handed him the bag. "You thought bitch." I laughed at his face.
My phone went dinged, text message.
DaddyMac😍👅: Where you?
Sent: Class😩😒 why🤔
DaddyMac😍👅: I need you to come over afterwards 👀
Sent: 😏👀🍆🍑💦 Gimme 20 minutes.
I quickly got a stomach ache, "Mr. Hall my stomach hurt can I go to the nurse?"
"Come get the pass Shalah." And this is why he my favorite teacher.
I grabbed my stuff and walked out. I wrapped my jean jacket around my waste. Walking to the nurse office.
"Hey Ms Yale. I need to go home, I kinda came on." I whispered.
"Girl here take the pass and sign out... wait you drive?"
"Yes ma'am. I'll be back after I shower and stuff." I quickly grabbed the pass rushing out the building.
Tre in mm.