listen to NUMB
"What are you guys doing?" X walks up to us and asks.
"Nothing." Luke says.
"Yeah, Luke was just leaving." Billie gestures.
"Alright. Whatever. Think about it Mae. Please." Luke says and walks away.
"Think about what? What happened?" Jah asks.
"N-nothing Jahseh." I say.
"Tell me." he insists.
"Luke and I broke up a-and he was apologising and asking out me a-again." I cave. Technically, I'm not lying.
"Why did you guys break up? Because of me? Oh my God, I'm sorry. I didn't—"
"Jahseh!" I giggle. "It w-wasn't because o-of you!"
"Oh." He smiles. "Then what was it about?"
Nosy.............
"Just a silly argument." I lie straight through my fucking teeth.
"Pffft. Whatever." Billie grunts and walk away.
"I'm not that stupid you know. I can tell you lyin'." X says.
"I-i'm not." I lie again. He sighs.
"Okay, Mae." he starts to walk away.
"Wait Jahseh!" I call. He turns around. "Do you t-trust me?" he nods. I hug him. He tenses up before relaxing and wrapping his arms around me. "I'll tell y-you soon."
"Promise?" he asks.
"Of course."
"Okay." he says and I pull away.
"Thank y-you for t-trusting me." I smile. "Later X." I walk away to my next class.
Jahseh's POV: (oof, sum mf gon' shoot me)
Mae smiles and walks away. I furrow my brows. My torso still tingles like tiny little needles prickling me. Why do I feel this way?
Okay, she keep callin, she keep callin' every single night
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
All alone, swear to God, I be in my mind
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my—
Said I wanna die, yuh, no, I'm not alright, yuh
I might start a riot, yuh, I'm so fuckin' tired, yuh
So what's up? What you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
Tired of the fuckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
So outside my misery, I think I'll find
A way of envisioning a better life
For the rest of us, the rest of us
There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us
I've been fiddling with these lyrics for a while, but I think this is it.
"Mr. Onfroy!" Mr Lund yells, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Jah?" I ask.
"Hall pass!" he smiles.
"Don't have one, sir." I say.
"Then I'm gonna have to give you a detention, Jahseh." he says and hands me a slip.
"K." I grab it. It's whateva, my mama don't care. "See ya later." I walk to English Class.
Unfortunately, I got this class with Lucas.
"The only friend I have is time, the only friend I knew just died. Tissues! I need tissues!" that weird kid Diego mumbles.
Okay, who tf is this?
"Xans don't make me who I am. Xans gon' mess up—"
"Shut up, bitch!" A girl named Vicky, I think her name is, says. Her voice annoying as fuck.
"Aye, someone shut this white girl up!" Diego says. "I'm trying to get in my mindset."
"I'm black, bitch!" Vicky yells.
"I feel Betrayed. Like you're trying to tell me Who I Am." Diego grunts.
I collapse in my chair and act like I'm having a seizure.
"You not black." I say, still shaking.
"Yes I am, bitch. I'm black, bitch!" Vicky yells again.
"Shut up! You obviously white!"
"Class!" Mrs Shipley yells. "Time for roll. Jahseh?"
"Here."
"Vicky?— is here. Unfortunately." Mrs Shipley says and we all snicker.
"Lucas?"
"Yepp."
"Geneva?"
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Yes I went there 🤪🤪
So who is this Diego kid?
Vicky 🤦🏼♀️ let's not talk about that rn...............
Anyway.....
Bye you whores 🤦🏻♀️🤦🏻♂️