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Brooklyn's POV

we both got out the car and walked inside of the building putting everything in our book bags as we walked through the metal detectors and scanned our student id cards.

"this shit so ghetto," i mumbled to myself.

we both went to the spot we always hang out every morning.

i found myself a little sad at the realization gio had graduated last year and that she wouldn't be here for the 3/3.

while Brit and I were talking the number one group of dick eaters came up to us.

It was Thomas and Jay who are two boys I was semi cool with in middle school then these other two girls, one was feminine probably straight, and the other one was cianna.

either way they all hated me and all four went out of their way to pick on me all because in eighth grade it came out that i liked our old friend cianna while jay was with her.

well they're still together but they've treated me like shit ever since then.

"you'd think brooklyn would dress like someone cares about her after all these years. i mean her style changed but she looks like a whore." i heard Thomas say.

"yeah she looks a mess," the girl i didn't know said.

"hot ass mess," cianna said all loud.

"she needa stop getting tattoos too that shit fucking ugly," Jay laughed making the whole group laugh.

I tried to ignore it but they just kept saying shit.

"if yall are gonna talk shit about her at least don't do it in her face like she's not here." Britney rolled her eyes at the group.

"we couldn't give two fucks where she is when we say what's true. maybe she shouldn't have come out the house looking like that." the girl i didn't know snapped back.

"bit-," Britney started.

"Brit chill let's just go," i stood up.

"yeah go follow that bitch," cianna laughed.

"oh my fuck," Brit rolled her eyes following me, "Brook."

"it's fine." i kept walking.

"Brook stop," she called again, "fuck Brooklyn."

"what Britney, what?"

"you can't just let them do that to you, are you okay?"

"i'm fine i'm use to it. just let that shit go bruh" i semi yelled at her.

before she could respond the bell rang.

"have a good day Brooklyn," she turned to leave.

"you too," i mumbled going to advisory preparing myself for more hateful comments.

and just like that all the confidence i had this morning was gone.

when i walked i saw a group of two guys and a girl who never fail to make me feel like shit.

one of the guys was cool with me sophomore year and got jumped for being friends with me and he got his friend group on my hate train.

as soon as i walked in they all began laughing.

"oh she think she the shit," my ex friend laughed.

i found my name on the board and it happed to be infront of all of their seats.

the other boy laughed and i heard the girl mumble.

"sheon even look bad yall hating."

"nigga who side is you on?"

"bro don't do that shit, i'm just saying she don't look bad."

aye that's a compliment in my books.

sooner than later our advisor came in stopping the chatter.

the whole day was honestly a blur until seventh period.

it was ap physics. that's my favorite class of the day, i barely know anyone in there so no shit talking. i wanted to take it last year but i wasn't picked in the lottery.

i mean it was this one girl in my advisory but without them boys with her she don't dick eat.

i mean i think this is all good but said girl happens to sit in the row next to me.

i hate that but everything else about this class is great.

by the end i had gotten a text from britney telling me to hurry and meet her by her locker.

it's not too far from this class so i agreed and just told myself id put my books in my bag when i got there.

the bell rang and i quickly grabbed my stufftrying to head for the door bumping into the girl from my advisory dropping all of my things.

she quickly tried to help me pick my stuff up before meeting my eyes for a second and quickly standing.

i grabbed my stuff really fast and stood up too, "my fault."

"yeah your fault, watch where the fuck you going shordy," she bumped my shoulder on the way out.

"bitch," i mumbled leaving the class and going to Britney's locker finally putting my things into my bag.

"why you look so upset?"

"you know how people treat me."

"yeah, i'm sorry best friend."

"you can't change how they act. why'd you ask me to get here in such a rush?"

"to apologize, i shouldn't have pressed you knowing how it is."

"no you're fine im sorry for getting loud with you in the hall, you ready to go?"

"yeah."

we headed out and went to gios.-

"bk, brit i cant believe yall just popped up," she hugged us as we walked asked in.

"of course we couldn't just not see you on our first day or senior year, we miss you." Brit says.

"hellas."

"i miss yall too bruh, how them people treating you bk?"

"it's straight."

"it's not." Brit spoke up.

"bk what i told you bout this and these people?" gio looked upset.

"to stand up for myself but it's whatever i'm not letting them get to me," i lied.

"you better not be lying.. you know i'll come up there in a heartbeat with gang."

"yeah yeah," i shrugged.

eventually we left and i was dropped home.—