WHEN LOVE COMES, U MAD OR NAH [best classic literature txt] 📗

First day of school

“Of course I’m lost,” I mumbled.

Late august, first day of school. Not just any new school, but the first school I’d ever attended in the states. Having spent the last sixteen years in Africa, I couldn’t help but feel like I was in way over my head. I didn’t even know why we crossed the damn ocean, let alone why I was attending an American high school.

I brushed my long soft brown hair that reaches my big butt, out of my eyes and looked at the doors lining the hallway. But it was no use, I couldn’t figure out their system. There were numbers on all of the doors but for the life of me I didn’t know what any of it meant.

The very rude secretary didn’t bother giving me directions, or even a map. She just tossed my schedule down onto the counter and waved me away. I guess her friends on Facebook were more important than her career. So I let out another sigh, steeling myself to try, yet again, to find my English class.

“Excuse me, you look lost,” a girl said from my right. I turned to her. Her brown eyes looked slightly concerned as she tightened her ebony hair into a pony tail. She looked to be about my height in jeans and a very nice royal purple top with a heart shaped neckline. I needed to find out where she shopped.

“Is it that obvious?,” I asked, letting out a nervous laugh.

“Well, that depends. You’re sweating, and that paper you’re holding looks like it’s been through the washer a few times,” she grinned at the schedule I held crumpled in both hands. “Here, I can help, I’m Destiny by the way,” she replied, gently tugging the paper out of my hands.

“Naomi,” I replied, hoping she at least could make sense of the gibberish on the page.

“I was new last year, but no one thought to help, I know how it can be,” she eyed the little black letters and smiled up at me. “Here, this way,” And we were off.

Just a few minutes later she introduced me to my very own locker, which must have been the last one available, since I had to bang on it a couple of times to get it open. Destiny was in the middle of explaining what the number system meant. How each hundred was connected to what floor the class was on. And then you just had to follow the numbers to the right one. The reason why I was so lost was that I was supposed to be on the third floor, not the ground floor.

We were in the middle of laughing at my own obliviousness when three girls appeared behind her. Destiny started to turn to see what I was looking at when one of them reached out and pushed her to the side. I blinked at her a couple of times, wondering what the hell was going on. Did people in this country really just shove others out of the way when they wanted something?

“Hi, you must be new, I’m Rachel, this is Kenya and Taliyah,” the first one, Rachel, stated.

She was tall, standing at least three or four inches taller than me. Her mini skirt looked more like it should have been underwear, her pink tank top stopped several inches above her waist band. Her blonde hair looked styled and cut to perfection. I hated her on sight.

“Hello, my name is Naomi, now if you’ll excuse me, I was speaking with Destiny,” I tried to be polite, not really wanting to get into a fight on the first day. Not to mention I didn’t know who the hell this girl was or what kind of influence she had.

But I didn’t get the chance to politely excuse myself. A couple of guys walked up, one of them bending down to exchange a rather nasty lip lock with Rachel. I shared a disgusted look with Destiny and tried to inch away. But I was too slow. Their lip lock ended and he turned to me.

“You much be new, I’m Bryan, and you are?,” he asked, the very image of a gentleman. Yet the image of the previous scene sort of ended any chance of me believing it. But before I could reply, Rachel answered for me.

“Nobody,” her voice made my teeth grind. He looked between the two of us, before finally rolling his eyes. I reminded myself about the whole ‘no fights on the first day thing’ and took a deep breath.

“I so don’t have time for you,” I muttered, turning on my heel to leave. Except I stumbled a few steps, due to the sharp push I’d received to the back.

“What did you just say to me?,” Rachel snapped, straightening back up. I spun on her.

‘Fuck this shit’ I thought as I took two long steps forward. My arm pulled back, my fist tightened, and I was pulled into an empty classroom.

　

　

Bryan’s POV

　

　

　

I saw it coming. The moment Rachel pushed her. The tightening of the shoulders. The dark look she shot at her. Unfortunately, as fun as it would have been, I couldn’t just let her pummel Rachel. Rachel scratched, she didn’t punch, the new girl would have beat the hell out of her.

So just before she let it fly I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into an empty math class. She wasn’t as tall as Rachel, but she was still impressive. Her skirt reached mid thigh, showing toned legs without showing anything else. The loose off the shoulder shirt she wore showed a strap of the tank top she wore underneath, and I wondered why she wasn’t burning up.

But for right now she stood rigid in my arms, her breathing coming out in short bursts. My hand rested just below her chest, almost grazing one of her breasts. They were overly huge. Her thin waist was tight under my other hand, and I had to be careful not to start stroking her hard and flat stomach.

She tried to take a step forward and I tightened my hold, bringing her back against me. Her back hit my chest and my pants tightened slightly when her ass hit my legs. I hadn’t realized how firm it was.

“Let me go!,” she growled, her breathing picked up.

“Nope,” I replied, popping the p.

“Why not?,” her tone hadn’t lightened up. I had a rather long list of reasons to keep her where she was, but I went with the original.

“If I let you go will you go back out there and beat the shit out of my girlfriend?,” I asked, keeping my tone level. Her head turned slightly, like she would look up at me.

“Hurting her certainly crossed my mind,” she muttered and I chuckled.

“Then I’m not letting you go. Besides, you’ll get suspended,” I answered, opting for an attempt of rationality. She stayed silent, but after a moment her breathing calmed down, and her heart stopped racing.

“Please let me go,” she muttered, she sounded calm enough but I wanted to wait a couple more moments. Just in case she was pulling one over on me. Yeah, that’s what I was telling myself.

“Only if you promise not to go after her,” she let out a long deep breath.

“Fine, I promise I’ll be on my best behavior,” she replied and I slowly unwound my arms, a small grin forming on my lips. She turned around and straightened her skirt.

“Now no more fighting, young lady,” I stated in a mock stern tone. She looked up at me with the most innocent expression I had ever seen. Before tilting her head to side and giving a small enticing smile.

“Of course not, Daddy,” and then she spun on her heel and left. Leaving me standing there in stunned silence. ‘Did she seriously just call me Daddy?’ I asked myself, before doubling over from laughter.

 

THE REST OF THE DAY

                                  *Naomi pov*

 

After that little drama i am pretty sure every one knows me now but any way Destiny had to go home because of a emergency i hope she is okay. My first class was math great more solving. My teachers name was MR.SEAN LARRY STEVENS. "You must be the new student take a sit right next to Bryan in the back" he said "wow" i thought ""can get worse" but i think i spoke too soon as soon as i sat down in front of me Reachel came she rolled her eyes at me and i rolled mine two can play this game. 10 min later Reachel asked to go to te bathroom and the teacher said yes and instead of going there directly she came to Bryans side of the table a kissed him for a full 2 min talk about getting a room then she went to the bathroom 2 min later i felt someone touch my boobs i look up and see Bryan smiling and then i looked at the teacher and his back was turend " why would u do that? dont you have a girl friend?"i asked "it was in my face and yes i do" he said  then i looked back at my paper,Which was full of work, " hey dont get mad i promise i wont do that ever again" he said "What do you want?" i asked "nothing" he said. Just then the bell rang i looked at my list and it says gym "what class you have?"Bryan asked "Gym" i siad "me too let me walk u there" "thanks" i took my stuff ready to live when we were outside the class room he siad"so Naomi were are you from?" he asked "Nigeria" i answerd "so you are Africa" yes basically." "well we are here have fun see you after class? Me and Reachel are going to Mr.softee to det ice cream wanna come?"He asked"i dont know if you have noticed but me and Reachel dont like each other so wake up"i said poking his eyes"o yeah but u want to come over to my house i need help in math and u looked pretty good at it so" he asked"yeah okay"

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