❝ his family is so sweet. ❞

2 1/2 weeks later

today damiir get's out of the hospital and i go back to school. probably gonna skip today, to see my brother and something else.

i called him to see what was up. "you going to school. edot picking me up." he said as soon as he picked up. "how?" i asked him. "walk, the fuck? i dont know." he answered.

i sighed and rolled my eyes. "and i'm calling the school to make sure you go." he added. i hung up on him and proceeded to get ready.

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i was walking down the hall to my locker eating some peanut butter crackers. "unt unt! why are you roaming the halls!" some weird ass teacher asked me. "bitch please." i said going around her.

she gasped and ran after me. i stopped after i made it to my locker and i put my bag inside. i took off my coat and put it in there as well. the teacher pulled out her walkie-talkie and started whispering in it.

she really cant do nothing because the principal love me and damiir. i grabbed my materials and went to my fourth period. i sat in the second row beside darrian. "yo let me get some." he whispered to me, holding his hand out for some crackers.

i poured some in his hand and balled up the wrapper, shoving it in my pocket. right now we were in psychology. this class really isn't too bad when you're on top of stuff.

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third person

"why might someone take this course?" the teacher asked the class. darrian also found interest in this class, and he desperately wanted to answer. he looked over at desi who was writing things in her notes.

he also looked around the classroom to see nobody raising their hand. "if no one raises their hand, i will have to choose random." the teacher added. darrian sighed and put his hand up.

"mr. jimenez." the teacher called on him. "to gain self-awareness and uhh in.." darrian tried to think of the word. the class was snickering and giggling at his answer.

"yes! you've got it, the word is insight." the teacher exclaimed. darrian held back his smile and saw desi reach her hand out to dap him up. "appreciated." he mumbled.

desi looked at the clock, hoping the class was at least, almost over, she came late after all. "one more minute.." she whispered to herself. darrian could hear the girl talking to herself. "he gonna make us clean his dirty ass room." he whispered to the girl.

"not me. i'ma jet out this bitch." she laughed. darrian was laughing as well. the teacher darted his eyes over to the pair. before he could say anything the bell rung. "YES." desi raised her voice.

she grabbed her materials and dashed out the door. darrian grabbed his bag and followed behind her. they went separate directions to stop by their lockers.

"my mom made you lunch." a young man popped up behind desi. she jumped back from how startled she was, and immediately turned around. she had realized that it was only her friend, ethan.

"she did!" desi said excitedly. she examined the bag and then snatched it from the young man's hands. "she never do that for me." he frowned.

desi laughed and walked off to lunch. the boy walked beside her and they met with everyone at their table. "where's dd at?" desi asked everyone at the table.

she noticed that her boyfriend wasn't there, and how he didn't make any snarky comments. "last time i seen him was in gym." ethan spoke up. desi nodded and scanned the cafeteria for him.

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dd's pov

"oh so you famous now and act like you too good to respect me." some dude yelled in my face. i just squinted my eyes at him because i really wasnt paying him no mind.

"huh." i muttered. "nah move." the boy pushed me back. the hallway was quiet and started acknowledging the commotion we had already caused. "why you so quiet, osama boy?" the disrespectful ass kid started grilling me.

"yo watch who you talking to like that. cause you wind up in my street i'm ending yo shit, like that." i pushed him back. he widened his eyes and took a few steps back.

"stop running yo mouth nigga." the kid kept on trying to talk shit. "we can fight this shit out, or i can kill you." i threatened him. he approached me and punched me in my eye.

everyone else in the hallway was screaming, hollering, and yelling. i started fighting back and it was a hot mess.

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desi's pov

"OOH!! THEY FIGHTING!!" some chick ran to our table and then ran to hallway b. "who?" i asked and ran off to where she did. i heard everyone screaming and looked over to where the most people were.

i pushed my way through a lot of people and saw dd fighting this boy. it was a group of girls just cheering for him and trying to pull the guy away. i guess dd really be knocking that shit down. he aint even all that.

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dd's pov

i had to start beating that nigga ass even harder because i seen desi. i'm not finna lose to nobody with my girl watching. she need to know i can protect her from anybody.

i got the last punch until some crazy bitches pulled that nigga away from me and started smacking the boy. "stop messing with dd!" they were yelling at him.

i was busting out laughing and desi dragged me aside. "come wit me." she said pulling my hand to the bathroom. she had me sit on the counter while she fixed my appearance.

"i still look good." i whined as i tried to move my face from her hand. she wiped the stuff off of my face and she wet my hair so it was all the same again. after some minutes she was finally done.

"i'm surprised i got away with that shit." i told desi as we walked out the bathroom. "yeah, me too." she added. "how you know we was fighting?" i asked her. "oh some chick. i was wondering where you went." she answered. i nodded my head showing that i understand.

"you going to the rest of your classes?" she asked me. "nah. i'ma dip after this." i answered to her. i'm just gonna leave whenever i'm done talking to her. maybe when lunch is over.

we made it back to the lunch room, and everything was almost normal again. i sat beside desi and my brother. "heard them girls was beating that nigga ass for you." ddot laughed at me. "nah, but where was you at?" i asked him.

"he sat here, eating the food on our trays." notti answered me. i laughed and almost chocked on my apple juice box. desi was silent and on her phone. "what's wrong, bae?" i asked her.

"nothing, just texting dami." she smiled at me. the table noticed how she was acting and paid more attention to her body language. "come on." her friend, notti's girlfriend, patted her back.

desi got up and they were both talking until desi started crying. i felt knots in my stomach and i felt the urge to go comfort her. i ran up to her and her friend.

"bae, what's wrong?" i asked her, immediately. "dd, she cant always share things with you." her friend explained to me. i side eyed her and turned my attention towards desi.

"it's my mami's birthday." she exhaled. she never really explained to me how her parents passed but i've always felt bad. "i'm sorry." i mumbled to her. "no it's cool. you dont even know how they died." she added.

"do you wanna tell me?" i asked her. "umm, okay." she sighed. she sat down at a lunch table and looked at baby rico. she nodded and walked off to our original table.

"this was like 3 years ago." she started. i nodded and kept my hand on her thigh, to keep her comfort. "some oyk nigga killed her, because he aint like damiir." she added. my facial expression softened and i hugged her. she waited and then her arms tightened around me.

when she let go, i did as well. "as for my dad, they said it was a suicide." she ended. "i'm so sorry baby." i mumbled to her. "that's why i'm so close with darrian." she added.

"me and dami had to move in with him and his mom for like a year and two months. and then damiir gained custody of me." she explained her living situation. i nodded my head and grabbed her hand.

"i'll explain the rest to you another time." she said as she got up and walked away. i never realized that the bell rang. i got up and went to my locker. i grabbed all of my stuff and left. i pulled out my phone as i was walking home.

me

ii love yuu so much desi
i'm prouda yuu nd will always b dere supporting yuu ❤️
desi amore 💞💞 hearted 'i'm prouda yuu nd will always b dere supporting yuu ❤️'

desi amore 💞💞
i love you so much more davi.
thank you for everything.
you hearted 'i love you so much more davi.' and 'thank you for everything.'

i clicked my phone off and grabbed my key from my back pocket off my backpack. i opened the door and ran to my room. i took of my school clothes and put my phone in the charger.

i started the playing the game and was just stuck thinking about desi. she need ro hurry up and get out of school. i hate it when she's bothered or not her usual self. i got on my phone and bought her some flowers to send to her house. i just want her to feel better.

☆彡

𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃.

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