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School was coming to a close. My birthday was the weekend now I am back in this hell hole. Thank almighty that we only have a week left. Senior year has been the best year for me personally. I've met a nice boy, come out of my shell more, become an adult, and explored different styles. Not to mention dealt with my mental health in healthier ways. I'm pretty sad it's ending so soon. Soon we'll have graduation and the summer before college.

Your girl is attending FSU in the fall! It is the perfect school for me. I always wanted a school near a coast. I'm going to study to become a veterinarian. I've loved helping and being near animals since I was little. If I don't become a veterinarian I'm definitely going to be a marine biologist. Even thought I can't swim for shit.

Enough about me though. I bet y'all are wondering about Tyrie and I. How we are going to make our relationship work if it's long distance.

He, at first, didn't think college wasn't for him. I convinced him to try and find something he would love to do for the rest of his life. I wasn't going to force him to go with me or tell him to follow me anywhere. I couldn't do that to him. Plus we had only been together for eight months, so I don't think our relationship is strong enough to have me beg him to move across the country just to be with me. Thankfully I won't have to.

I am ecstatic to announce that Tyrie will be attending Florida State University. He wants to study criminology and criminal justice. Yes honey, he's going to be a government man. My baby gone wear a suit. It's fuck twelve but in a different way when it's about him.

I asked his reason for choosing that major. He said that he wanted to hunt down bad people like Andriques and ensure they get put behind bars. He wanted to be a pillar in his community and bring back the notion that prison was supposed to be about rehabilitation instead of separation. I couldn't agree more. I'm glad we won't have to be too far from each other.

"Move out of the way fatty. Don't you see that other people need to get their hat and robes too? I don't need to be late because a beluga whale was in my way."

"Nice to see you too LaKiesha. Oh I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking."

I rolled my eyes and moved out of the line. The seniors are picking up our cap and gowns for graduation. LaKiesha and her goons have been behind me for 30 minutes talking their shit about me. I'm superseded they even graduated. I've never once seen any of them put a pen to a price of paper and we've been in the same schools since middle school.

I was okay about what they were saying because it's too close to summer to start anything with her. I am furious that she was worrying about what I'm doing with my life and my boyfriend. Why the fuck she still so worried about my blessing? Get it through your skull sis. He doesn't want you. You would think she'd know that by now. We've been together most of the school year.

I spot Tyrie and Chloe coming down the hall. They seemed to be in a very heated debate about something.

"Baby, didn't the chicken come before the egg?"

I was going to comment, but chose to stay quiet. I don't even want to get involved.

"No possible way Jones. The egg came first, or there wouldn't be a chicken at all."

"Well-", I began.

He shook his head at her with a disappointed look.

"If the egg came first, then what laid the egg?"

I sighed.

To be honest, I think that the chicken species was made from a combination of two different species. That natural selection took its course, and the first egg was laid. Chickens didn't exist. Then one day one was born. That's up for debate though.

I had to put this conversation to rest before the started yelling. Tyrie and Chloe were like oil and water. They just don't mix. I could tell that they are good friends though.

"Baby, how about you worry getting your cap and gown for Saturday. Chloe I know you have AP African American History class soon. Don't wanna be late."

I pushed him towards the long line of students. I hugged Chloe before sending her on her way.

"Would y'all look at that? Precious here got a friend. You should put me on. She's kind of bony, but she's better than you. Fuck that, anyone is better than you fat bitch. Why aren't you responding? Do you think you're to good to talk to us regular niggas or something? Or maybe you only like rough niggas like Jones that come with a reputation."

In front of me was Eric, Nick, and some more of Ty's fake ass friends. I still haven't told him about how they continue to treat me when he turns his back. I've just been ignoring them this whole school year. I know he isn't oblivious though. He is well aware that they used to bully me, and aren't too fond of me. I just haven't told him about the verbal abuse that goes on behind his back. I didn't want him to be friendless like me just because of a few high school bullies.

"Didn't you hear me fatass?"

I wanted to say that I knew my ass was fat but chose not to. They would get loud and obnoxious. I didn't want to cause that type of scene.

I rolled my eyes at them.

"Move." I said softly.

I tried to push through the tall group of boys, but they would budge. Nick grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back. I almost fell, but I bumped into a couple that was walking behind me. I looked for Tyrie. Half hoping he would help, and half hoping he wasn't aware. I breathed out seeing that he was near the front of the line now.

"I have to know how you did it. How did someone like you get someone like Jones to like you? Let alone stand your presence. I mean, you're huge and ugly, and you always act like your shit don't stink. You are scum. You, fatty, are beneath him. He deserves so much better than you. Shunt'A get it through your head that you're just another fat, black, bitch."

Wow that was a lot coming from a black man that was only a few shades lighter than me.

"Awe it sounds like someone has a man crush. Sorry sweetie, but I don't share my boyfriend."

"Bit-"

He was gonna come at me, but Eric put his arm out to stop him. They seemed to be having a silent conversation.

"Funny how you can call Jones your anything. Last time I checked you already belonged to somebody. Did you forget about Maurice already?"

My body froze for a second. How did he know about him? The only freshman Maurice was around was me. He wasn't known to mess with anyone else in lower class grades.

"What?"

His face broke out into a grin. He chuckled which cause the others too as well.

"You don't remember Maurice. Tall guy, dark skin, he loved to run track. His hobbies included music and beating the fuck out of girls he would call his toys . He said you were his favorite in his collection." He laughed. "Damn he was a real sick and twisted dude, but I respected how he put little girls acting like women in their place."

Tears were building up in my eyes. At this point I just wanted Tyrie to come over and save me. They had no right to bring him up and laughed like what he did to me was funny. I was heated. They had no idea how that could change a person. No one deserves to go through that.

"You all are fucking monsters. How would you feel if your mom or little sister was beaten, and someone laughed like it was a fucking joke. To them it was funny that she was abused by someone she thought she loved. HUH? HOW WOULD YOU FEEL IF THAT HAPPENED TO YOU!"

Now I was yelling. They had me so fucked up today. Everybody had me screwed today. Plus my makeup was ruined from crying. I was done.

My body shook from silent tears. I was ready to leave. Their presence became more disgusting by the second. I wiped my tears on the sleeve of my jacket, but they kept coming. It was like turning off a broken faucet.

A couple of the basketball players faces changed. They pitied me. Eric and Nick were still holding their malicious grins.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID Y'ALL DO TO MY GIRLFRIEND?"

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I bet y'all thinking "why tf did this bitch leave a cliffhanger?"

Well I'll tell you. . . I got lazy. I can feel that this is going to be a good chapter so I split it in half. Font worry though. My inspiration isn't all gone. The next part will be really good, surprising even.

*laughs maniacally*

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