《Open Wounds》13. "Picture Day"
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Love
"Oop jumpscare"
I laughed as Judith comment on Kimberly walking in. Those two had an ongoing beef since middle school when Kimberly poured paint on Judith's hair on picture day
Ever since then Judith hates the girl with a passion and the feeling was mutual on Kimberly's part. We were in the cafeteria after school cause Jordan and Malik got in trouble and had detention and they just got out while we waited. Now they just waiting on me to finish my project prep assignment for AP world history
"Gimmie kiss"
I deadpanned him because he always tryna make it known that we go together but we don't forreal. Like we can't be low? We can't just chill out?
He raised his brows waiting for me to lean in and kiss him. I pretended like I didn't hear him and continued doing my assignment.
"Aight I'll remember that when you want me to bring you a caramel frapp tomorrow morning Emory"
I pucker up my lips ready to tongue this man down for my frapp
" nah keep them ashy lips over there"
"He ain't have to do my twin like that" Malik said laughing
Willow didn't say nothing but passed me an open Carmex gesturing me to get some
"You ain't shit"
Kimberly walked up to our table zoning in on Saint "heyy Saint"
He gave her a head nod then continued watching Jordan play call of duty on his phone
"hey Kimberly" Judith smiled up at her
"Judith." She didn't even turn Judi's way as she was still focused on Saint
" Kim I'd hate for Saint to embarrass you for the umpteeth time. He's not interested in a bitch that look like rat in the face and built like a battery "
"And he's supposed to like who? You? A bitch that can barely read? ESOL ass hoe"
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I shut my text book as the table went quiet. Jordan and Judith were dual language learnings. So ever since they was younger they struggled with the English language sometimes even at this age they struggled a bit but it wasn't bad for real. Jordan didn't really give a fuck about how he sounded
Judith on the other hand don't play about when people talk about how she speaks and I understand when me and her had a conversation about it once. How hard it was to understand, speak, and write the language.
"irmã se acalme" ( sister calm down) Jordan was speaking with her in their language
She smiled as she turned and looked at jordan "eu vou arrastá-la" ( I'll drag her)
"Bitch got all that mouth but can't say that shit in English without stuttering"
Willow almost got to swing on her but Malik ass blocked it " move Leek cause I promise you I'll have the bitch only worried if she can see tomorrow "
Jordan grabbed Judiths arm as she got up herself and continued to speak with her "mais uma briga e a mamãe disse que acabou" (one more fight and mommy said you're done)
Eh it's been awhile since I got into it with someone. I pushed my seat back and Kimberly playing my girl too much, getting on my nerves, and eye fucking my man as he watches my movements " sit down Emory. Kimberly get tf on "
"Nah I'm good. She want to fight the way she talking"
"I'm finna call OG" I broke my neck turning to him
"You do not have my uncles number" he turned his phone around showing me my uncles contact name and number in his phone
" we gon talk bout this later" I walked bumping past Kimberly " watch your back bitch"
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"You ain't finna do shit Love" she waved me off as she continued to say her last remarks to a crying Judith as Jordan held her down. I walked to where I seen the custodians that left the red paint in the corner of the room
I popped the lid off walking back hearing Kimberly say some dumb shit. I raised the container and let the paint pour out over her head. They shut her up quick
" bitch." She swung at me and I backed up as she slipped on the paint and fell
I bent down coming eye level to her " if only it was picture day" I smiled as she tried grabbing me
" Love Emory"
I groaned as I looked over my shoulder seeing principal smith. But that wasn't the voice that made me groan standing next to her was my uncle
" bring yo ass Emory. Now"
I rolled my eyes as I got up stepping around the paint and Kimberly as I stuffed my stuff in my backpack and threw it on my back
"Gimmie kiss"
I stared at this man like he was fucking crazy, like do you not see my uncle here, the situation that's happening
But Ian no punk
So I gave him a small kiss "I'll text you"
"No she won't. Ugly lil nigga" Unc said as he was waiting by the door
"Yea yea OG we see you Sunday right ?"
Sincere waved him off nodding "yea. Guys only so you jordan and Malik"
"Bye y'all an Judi fuck that bitch she ain't worth it and now-
I took my phone out taking Kimberly's picture in front of the principal and all
- you got a personal picture day moment of Kimberly"
I walked towards me smith and my unc as she scowled at me and my uncle was trying to hid his smirk
"Miss Johnson we have a no bullying rule here. That includes cyber bully if I see that picture at all plastered anywhere you will be expelled. Understood"
" hi unc" I ignored her cause I didn't give a fuck about being expelled. Been there done that before
"I know you hear her speaking to you Emory." He mugged me as he waited for me to cooperate. I sighed "yes principal smith I understand"
"Why you here unc?" He wasn't picking me up today cause I was staying late
"Had a meeting with your principal about how you're settling in at the new school." He put his hands out waiting for something. The only thing I could think of my backpack so I handed it to him
" go clean that shit up"
I rolled my eyes as I walked back towards the mess, Kimberly was long gone leaving behind her red spot
" lemme go get this girl a frapp before she start crying" I watch as Saint come towards me kissing my forehead walking out
"Ain't nobody was gonna cry"
"These new Nigga so disrespectful. Hot breath ass boy"
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Picture perfect Kim
A filler chapter
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Sorry for any grammatical errors
Fran 💕
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