𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙖? 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙢𝙢!!
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"Anyways y'all I'm bouta hop off cause I'm so mother fucking hungry that I would eat pork right now" I swiped off Instagram and turned off my phone.
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ELYSIA TROUBLE SOLOMN, eh-li-si-ah
I left homeroom and walked towards my first lesson of the day, I kept my eyes locked onto my screen cause the Lord knows if I look up and make eye contact with one of these girls I'm most definitely gonna get suspended so I did what I do best, keep myself to myself.
Like I've said.
I lifted up my head from my screen and saw Maya walking down the hallway with two drinks in her hand and her Marc Jacobs tote bag resting on her forearm she made eye contact with me.
A smile stretched across her face she picked up her walking pace, getting to where I was standing she put the drinks on the floor and crushed me into a hug.
Returning the same energy, she tightened her hold around my neck and let out a big sigh rubbing her back we finally pulled away from each other.
She bent down and picked up the two coffee cups and handed one to me, looking at the label it read caffè latte thanking her she walked side by side to our next lesson.
"You good? You seem pretty sad" I asked her cause it really seemed like she needed that hug.
Nodding her head another smile creeped up onto her lips "yeah. I'm just finally happy to have a friend in this dusty ass college full of fake ass girls" she replied and sipped on her drink that I'm assuming is also a latte.
I nodded my head and she walked in front of me and pushed open the door to my next lecture as we walked in I saw students standing in front of the interactive board reading some.
Maya and I shared confused looks already knowing what it was, looking at the layout it was an assigned seating plan.
At our grown ass ages.
Groaning I immediately searched for my name my eyes then looked over at the person sitting next to me, Tyrell, it said in bold.
Sighing I then searched for Mya's name in which led to her being at the front of the class and across the room from me, so no more gossiping about everything in the class.
Turning around I sipped on my coffee and walked towards the back of the class my table was also labelled with mine and Tyrell's name.
Pulling the chair out I put my bag on the floor and put my books on the table staring at the bold and italic words of "Introduction To Psychology" on the booklet the teacher provided for us a few weeks ago.
Taking my notebook out with a pen I wrote the date and waited for the lesson to start, whilst these lil kids were still tryna find their seat, the nigga I'm assuming is Tyrell pulled his seat out and sat down dropping his bag on the floor and turned to look at me.
