[WARNING: STARTED WRITING THIS IN 2009, THE SLANG WILL BE OUTDATED AND CRINGY. I WAS YOUNG :( IT'S PICKS UP IN THE SECOND BOOK. I PROMISE, lol. IN THE PROCESS OF RE-WRITING, CALLED 'JUST ANOTHER LOVE STORY' - CHECK IT OUT IN MY LIBARY]
Power
-Never Judge a Book by Its Cover; It Might Be More Interesting Than What Meets the Eye'
Omari Jones
Aaliyah Williams
''Omari seeing as you're so intrestied in using your tongue and mouth why don't you tell the class what happens in Othello?''
''Othello is the black dude that found is chick cheating on him; so he drew for the strap and popped it.'' Omari blankly replied.
Omarin Jones. Omari to his friends. The black apple, the bad boy of the school, whatever you wanted to call it girls like me steered clear of.-Girls like me; the ''neek'' as they called me.
I had no place in his life; he had no place in my life
''Aaliyah could you kindly escort Mr Jones to the head of year please''-Mr Yelper said while smiling in my direction; he was obviously furious, he's face gong red; and Omari unfazed, but that couldn't be surprising, that's all that ever happens;
Teacher ask question
Omari takes the piss
Sent out
But normally he takes Omari personally. Just my luck (!). Omari stood up, said later to his boys as he gathered up his belongings a.k.a he's food on the table and kissed Chloe- His girlfriend. Omari I believe was fully Jamaican; but kinda light, shaved black hair with design in it constantly. His uniform was a disgrace; okay fair enough mine was perfect but at least my clothes weren't dropping to my knees; to make it worse he had a belt; a Gucci one. He always had a different hat every week, think he's muscular 'cause one time in P.E he removed he's tee-Shirt, claiming to be ''hot'', but to me it was a publicity stunt .In the changing all the girls were going mad, saying'' I would so suck his dick'' and so on; how girls can degrade themselves to doing that I'll never know?
We were walking in complete silence, him slightly in front of me, when we reached the head of years office he kept on walking; I was stunned, bewildered in fact.
''Errm the head of years office is h-''me
''I know'' he said cutting of then, turning around to look at me up and down for a while
I began to feel extremely un-comftable, why was he staring at me, there wasn't much to look at I had my hair back normal school uniform earrings in.
''what?'' I said getting annoyed; not only was I missing my lesson but now I had this failure staring at me
''neeks got attitude yeah?'' He said cheekily; smirking at he's on remark
''I don't understand that remark, just because I want to get an education and earn money LEAGALLY I'm a neek?'' I said with emphasis on legally
''who said I don't care about my education?''
''did you not just see what happened 5 mins ago ?''
''Narh remind me'' he said blankly now leaning against the wall
''well you were constantly talking over the teacher and some of us wanted to learn'' I said folding my arms
''who, you?'' he replied laughing
''shut up'' I said actually pissed now
''Narh make me'' he replied taking pleasure I'm my discomfort and anger, while still chuckling
'' go and sell you drugs that's all you're good for''
''Loooooooooooooooooooooooooooool, that's not all I'm good for'' he was now looking at my C-cup breast
''SHUTUP'' I shouted
''Oh neeks getting angry'' he smiled.
''I-'' I started
''Omarion Jones, there is an exam going on and all we can here is you're shouting'' oh crap, head of year shit shit shit.
''Actually sir. It was Aaliyah shouting'' he replied smugly
By now most of the year 11 I the art exam had their heads out of their classrooms clearly hearing and seeing what was going on.
''Mr Jones I have warned you about your lying'' Mr Rose replied
''It was me sir'' I said in a mouse voice-
Mr Rose was now not only pissed he had to apologise to Omari, but also one of the straight A students were disrupting an exam.
''Both of you to my office now''
''Sir I believe I deserve an apology, don't you agree Aaliyah?'' Arrggh he was now taking it too far
''JUST GO''
''Now who's shouting?''-Omari
I could Tell this boy was gonna be troube