Love and Basketball ||Urban(DAVE EAST)

Chapter 2

Saint Smith
I waited in the Main office. The assistant principal gave me my locker number and combination. Then she had called some girl to take me to my class. 'One of her best students' she said.

I waited for the girl to show up. She approached us wearing a revealing cheerleading outfit.

"Harper." The assistant principal spoke. "This is Oakfeild High's newest student, Saint Smith. You will be taking him to his first period class. I trust that you will do it correct."

"Yes Mrs. Cooper." She said timidly. 

Automatically when she saw my face, she put a huge grin on hers.

"Hi, my name is Harper." She said, biting her finger and twirling her hair around.

"I'll leave you two alone now." The assistant principal announced.

I gave Harper a straight face, holding my hand out to shake hers.

"I'm Saint." I said politely.

She took mine, and held it.

"No I wanted a handshake. Not for us to hold hands." I chuckled, confusingly snatching my hand away.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just used to so much male attention. It's crazy the amount of stuff they ask me to do for them." She said seductively.

"Right." I mumbled.

As we walked down the hallway together, we got stares from everyone.

"Ooh Harper who ya new nigga?" I heard someone shout, causing me to snap my neck back to see who it was.

All Harper did was keep that same grin on her face.

Was this bitch acting like her and I were fucking or something? I thought to myself.

She grabbed my hand, walking in front of me. She tried to make it look like she was dragging me through the halls with her.

She was walking weird too. I looked down at her ass. She was trying her absolute hardest to make that shit move. No matter how weird she walked, her bony ass wouldn't move.

I laughed to myself quietly. She turned around to smile at me. She looked down at her ass then turned back around.

She thought I actually liked it. Shawty was shaped like a rectangle.

I looked around at all of the fresh faces in the hallway.

Then one face caught my eye in particular. She looked hella familiar. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She walked with some tall nigga beside her.

I tried to see if I recognized him also. But I couldn't tell who he was. But I definitely knew that girl from somewhere.

Harper and I turned the corner into a dim lit hallway.

"Wait? This is where my class is?" I asked.

"Mmhm." She smiled back at me, flipping her hair around.

It all seemed so sketchy. We passed the classrooms and all of the rooms were dark with no one in them.

The door at the end of the hallway was open.

"There's your class." She smiled as we approached it.

I peeked inside of the classroom. There was no one in there and this room was also dark.

Then I felt someone push me in and close the door.

I turned around to see Harper locking us inside the room together.