Chapter 1 Chapter 2

"Girl you look cute. Who did these braids?" Becky questioned me as she took notice to my freshly braided hair. "I did. You know I don't be having hairdresser money." I told her referring to the lemonade braids I had did on myself last night. My mom wasn't home, so I was able to steal a few packs of hair from the local beauty supply store.

I know. Stealing is never okay, but my natural hair was starting to look crazy as hell due to the fact that I was long overdue for a wash and set. "Yes, honey. It looks good." Becky complemented me as we made our way to gym class. This is my least favorite class, but I'm still going to show up and do whatever is needed. I'm just about ready to be done with my senior year so I don't have to step foot back into this crazy ass hell hole of a high school.

"Just three more months" I thought to myself while changing out of my clothes into my gym attire.

"Aww. Isn't that cute. The two besties, side by side. Losers!" Michelle exclaimed, goading. I rolled my eyes but kept my mouth shut. Michelle is captain of the cheer team and the schools biggest slut. She's been the mean girl since freshman year. I've learned to ignore her, but Becky on the other hand, is up for the challenge.

"Keep it pushing weirdo." Becky responded to Michelle. I looked over at Becky, silently praying she wouldn't do this. At least not right now. I'm trying to get to gym glass on time without any problems. "Oh, I'm the weirdo? Don't you two bump vaginas twenty-four-seven?" Michelle provoked, causing her two sidekicks, Amber and Jenna to bust out in laughter. Becky and myself on the other hand, stood there with blank facial expressions. "Just because we're together all the times doesn't mean we do anything like that." I butted into the conversation.

"You got mouth now, bitch?" Amber, the tall one said. Amber has never liked me since finding out her now boyfriend, Cyrus Jackson had a thing for me. "Bitch, you and your friends should be the last to talk." Becky stated standing up for me. Like I said, she is up for the challenge. Becky is a bit taller than me about 5 foot 5 or 5 foot 6. She's thick in the right places, and she's a very attractive girl. Her chocolate skin is smooth and clear. She does a damn good job at standing up for herself, and others. She'll probably whoop all these hoes ass.

"The only bitches here are the ugly pieces of shit I'm staring at." Michelle broadcasted. "And this definitely isn't over. See you weak bitches around." She finished saying, walking out of the locker room with Amber and Jenna on her tail. "Oh! All I need is five minutes with those bitches." Becky spoke slamming her locker shut. "Ignore them." I voiced.

"I-Ignore them? Excuse me? Look L, you can't keep letting those sorry hoes walk over you. Period." She told me kind of putting me in check. Becky is right but I just want to avoid anything that can come with serious consequences later on. Becky and I made it to gym. Today we are playing volleyball. I don't mind because I was just here to get the credits I need to pass this class. I'm on one team with 6 other kids while Becky was on the other team with 6 different kids, including her crush, Travis.

After an hour and 30 minutes of playing volleyball, gym class finally let out. I waited for Becky as she made chitchat with Travis. He's what you call a "bad boy". He shows up to school when he feels like it or he skips classes. He won't hesitate to fuck someone up in this bitch. And he has this heartless look to him. I don't even know why Becky is sweating this dude. Soon after, I saw her walking towards the exit I was waiting at. "Ugh, he's so fine!" She squealed, biting down on her bottom lip.

"Okay sis. Don't squirt." I laughed. Becky's had a crush on Travis since bumping into him last year in the school's Auditorium. "For him, I'll do more than that." She winked her eye. I giggled, proceeding to the locker room to change in order to head to my last period class, History.