Chapter Thirteen

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Autumn

It's Monday morning and I haven't been to school in about a week.

I refuse to be a high school drop out so I decide to go..

If my mom finds me I'll just run away again.

"You ready?" Fats asks, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I nod while standing up from the kitchen island

"Did you get my new backpack and school supplies?" I ask him, putting my plate in the sink.

He nods "It's in the car"

We both exit his house, walking outside.

"A different car?" I stare in shock at the black jaguar.

Fats chuckles, locking his front door.

He uses his car keys to unlock the car causing a loud beep.

"Seriously, how many cars do you have?" I ask him.

"I own a luxury car dealership on the north side" He shrugs.

We get into the car.

"You own a car dealership?" I question.

"Yeah, it's how I clean my dirty money" He tells me.

"Makes sense" I nod.

We pull out of his driveway and on to the main road.

"Your book bag in the backseat" Fats tells me.

I look into the backseat, grabbing the backpack.

"Thank you" I admire the blue Michael Koris Hudson logo backpack.

I just know this backpack was expensive.

I open the backpack seeing a bunch of school supplies and some money inside.

"What's the money for?" I ask pulling out a stack of $10,000

Fats shrugs, keeping his eyes on the road "Incase you need it for lunch or something"

I take out a hundred dollar bill, putting the rest of the money in his lap.

He chuckles.

After about twenty minutes we pull up to my school and I see a few students standing outside talking because school doesn't start for another fifteen minutes..

I cross my arms as nervousness comes over me.

"You okay?" Fat's questions.

I nod "I'm fine, see you after school"

"See you after school baby girl" Fats replies.

I get out of the car, walking up to the school.

I take my phone from my back pocket calling Lashay.

"Hey Hey" Lashay answers on the first ring.

"I'm at school" I tell her.

"Omg, come to my locker, I'm with Quincy" Lashay says referring to the boy she's obsessed with and also the one she lost her virginity to..

"I'm coming" I end the call.

I walk into the school and to Lashays locker.

"Autumn" Lashay yells, damn near jumping on me to give me a hug.

"Wait, why are you at school?" She furrows her eyebrows "Auntie Val will be notified that you're here and try to take you home"

I shrug "I'll just run away again. I can't be a high school drop out" I tell her.

"Period" Lashay responds swiping her right hand swiftly under her chin.

The first period bell rings.

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I'm sitting in first period which is my math class.

"& that's one example of solving quadratic equations, we will go more in depth t-" The teacher is cut off by the classroom door opening.

"Principal Edwards" The teacher greets our principal.

"Sorry to disrupt your class Mrs.Young but I need Autumn Lee. Her mom is here to check her out for the day" Mr.Edward's says causing my eyes to widen.

"Autumn" The teacher looks at me.

I stand up, putting my math books, pencil and highlighter into my book bag..

Everyone in class is staring at me.

I roll my eyes.

I walk over to Principal Edwards, following him out of the classroom and into the front office.

I immediately notice my mom sitting in the brown wooden chair in front of the administrative desk.

She has a short curly wig on her head that needs some moisturizer.

She looks in my direction and her eyes widen.

"Autumn" My mom stands up.

She steps towards me and I take a step back.

"Baby, it's me" My mom furrows her eyebrows.

"I came to take you home, where were you all this time?" She questions.

I stand there in silence.

"Autumn, say something" My mom insists.

I open my mouth "I'm not coming home with you"

Principal Edwards stares in shock..

"Yes you are" My mom tells me.

I pull my phone from my pocket.

"Where did you get that phone?" My mom points.

I ignore her, calling CPS.

"Hello, how may I help you?" Someone answers the phone.

"Hello, I'd like to report child abuse" I speak sternly.

"Who's the child being abused?" The lady on the phone questions.

"Me" I tell her "I have the bruises to prove it and I want to be placed into cps custody now!"

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