- cinira 'nyiah' brooks' pov | chapter thirty-one (31)
- october 20th 2022 | lil peep - 2008
'ice in your veins, blood in your brain
..i feel your pain, i think we're goin' insane,'
'i saw you today and i thought i should say
that i still love you like i did back in 2008, okay..'
i listen as lil peep mumble lyrics through the airpods i got from chris back in 2020. he only gave them to me 'cause one of the left pods had went out and now don't no kinda sound come through it. the other pod work though it's just no matter how much i turn up the volume on my phone, the music never gets louder and sometimes that gets irritating.
another thing that's irritating is that the airpods make some kind of buzzing noise when i connect them to my phone. i wish i could but a new pair but shit expensive these days.
anyway, it's real cold outside right now. i'm sitting at one of the random wooden lunch tables the school got outside for kids who decide they wanna eat outside. it's only a few people out here with it being october and all. it's raining but not hard. that's probably why nobody seem to mind and nobody went back inside yet. i don't mind being out here.
i got a reading assignment for history due tomorrow. it's on some old boring mess about assassinations.
it's been hard getting it done. in order to get it done, i gotta read, but i'm not good at reading.
back in middle school aaliyah davis and her.. 'boyfriend', devontae pete, read 50 books each over the whole summer and they the reason the whole 6th grade won a free trip to six flags. a all expenses paid, free trip to six flags.
it was real fun at first but then it stopped being fun when i saw devontae kiss aaliyah before devontae older sister, devonni, (who was a chaperone for our trip) took all the girls to our room for the night.
"ok, y'all- y'all stay still! stand somewhere right quick!" devonni exclaimed tiredly, a clipboard in one hand while the other hand tried to assist her in counting all the girls in our group. everybody was jumping around and laughing.
"c'mon y'all- y'all girls, i don't wanna raise my voice! just listen and let me-"
my classmates kept talking, talking
"girls! girls, don't- jennifer, stop crying.. a-and yariyah give that girl her damn hat back you know she insecure!"
talking, talking, talking. nobody was listening to her.
"i- didn't i tell y'all to shut the fuck up?!" she yelled.
when she did that, everyone shut up and after she took a couple of deep breaths, she started on the head count, mumbling something about how it didn't make no sense that she had to always talk to black kids like they were crazy.
anyway, once she got the head count, one of boy groups had came over.
it was the group devontae was in.
and when the girls noticed that, they did way too fuckin' much tryna hype up some middle school ass relationship.
"ouu, aaliyah, girl, there go yo boyfriend!" nyla watson instigated; the rest of her friends joining in.
