A Nigerian 15-year-old boy genius, Holden Chukwuzi, is in love with his popular best friend, a 17-year-old white British girl named Elizabeth-Bryony Watson. After both moving to a small town in Philadelphia from other countries from a young age, the...
(Content Warning there's bulling and racial slurs in this chapter, if you feel uncomfortable I suggest you to skip it.)
Holden's POV
I was walking to my first period class Business 101, and as I walk down the halls some girls were looking at me for some reason. Maybe because they think I'm a bad boy for getting shot by a cop, I'm not P. Diddy, I ain't no bad boy. I say that to myself since I listened to a few bad boy artists in middle school.
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So walking to the library because I guess that's where business class is at for today said the text Benicio sent me on Friday. I got to the round table where the guys are.
"I'm just saying if they got the word 'faggot' banned, then we can get the word 'nigger' banned." Marlon said trying to school them.
I sat down next to Benicio and Marlon. "Yo, Holden, my nigga." he said giving me dap.
"Sup y'all." I said adjusting myself.
"Yo Holden, when was all this man. We see you kissing Elizabeth at the parking lot and I haven't seen or heard from you since Friday night?" Denzel said.
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"It happened after you guys left on Friday." I said smiling and he gave me dap as well.
"Wait at my barn?" Corey said as he's in leaning on his chair.
"Yeah."
"You could have came inside and tell Thuy and I we weren't doing nothing until everyone left."
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