Breeah's POV:
I never really liked Mondays. I don't think anybody really does. If my mom wasn't here I would skip school today but I was in my room getting ready. All of a sudden I heard the door knob jingle.
" Breeah? " my sister said.
" What Jayla? "
" Can I borrow your black miniskirt? "
I opened the door. " Why? "
" Because it's spring picture day and I don't want to look a hot mess. "
" You can't even fit that skirt. "
" Yes I can. "
I squinted my eyes at her.
" Have you been in my room? "
" .........Noooo. "
" Ugh whatever " I said rolling my eyes.
I went through my drawers to find that skirt.
" Here " I said.
" Thanks. "
Unfortunately my sister can fit some of my clothes. I almost forgot that spring break is in a couple of weeks but we don't take our pictures until tomorrow. I can't believe how fast the year has gone by though.
After I finished doing my hair I went downstairs.
" Mom? "
" Yes Bree? "
" When am I my getting my braids re-done? "
" Ummm, well why don't you just leave your actual hair out? "
" No I don't wanna to do that. "
" Why not? "
" Because I don't like my real hair."
" Well I think it's pretty " Kendrick said coming in the kitchen with a cup of coffee.
Yeah but nobody ask you Kendrick Lamarr. I didn't even want to be in the same room as him. He's weird and he makes me uncomfortable. Especially after what happened the last time. He's a pervert.
" Um mom, i'm going to go to school now. "
" Are you sure you don't want to eat breakfast? Or a ride to school?"
I looked at Kendrick and then he smirked and winked at me.
" No thanks mom. "
I walked out of the kitchen, grabbed my book bag, and walked out the door.
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Mariah's POV:
School couldn't be any more boring today. I was so happy to be going home. I guess my mom got home from work early because her car was in the driveway. I opened the front door and took off my shoes.
" Hi mom " I said.
" Hey babe. How was school?. "
" Well I've only got two and a half more months of school so everything is good. "
She was in the kitchen cooking and the boys were at the kitchen table doing homework.
" The square root of 64 is...." said Tre.
I sat down at the table and decided to study for my Spanish and VS1 quizzes tomorrow.
" It's 8 genius " I said.
" 8? How is it 8? "
" Because 8 and 8 sat on the floor and played Nintendo 64. That's what my 6th grade math teacher would always say to help us remember what 8×8 was. "
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