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Chapter 79 (Part 2) - Back Up Off Me

Principal’s Office

Lauren sat with her chin in her palm. It was like the world was out to get her. She didn’t want to fight and with the school year coming to an end she was hoping she could be squeaky clean for the last semester. She didn’t want to have to make up for it at college interviews once they check her record. “Lauren… Lauren… Who was it this time? Ms. Good? Ms. Chyna? You’re starting to become an actual threat to this campus.” Mr. Carter started as he walked into his office with a thick manila folder in his hand. “Mr. Carter, I know nothing I can say will change anything but I promise I didn’t want to lay a hand on the girl.” “Well, the footage will speak for itself.” “But, I defended myself. If she can’t fight that’s on her. I didn’t mean to whoop her ass.” “You could do so much Lauren, you’re not a dumb girl. You just make decisions based on anger and that’s not the way to live.” “I know Mr. Carter.” Lauren huffed. There was no use trying to talk her way out of trouble with Mr. Carter. He was too wise. “So, what are you going to do moving on from this day forward?” “Not fight girls just because they try me.” “Not fight anyone, period.” He corrected her. She nodded understanding. “Alright, go on now.” Mr. Carter swatted her away before turning to his computer. She widened her eyes and quickly hopped up out of her seat. “Uh…” She started as she took a step back towards the door, “I’m leaving. You’ve given me permission to leave… I will leave and go back to class.” “Exactly.” He said dryly checking through emails. Lauren placed her hand on the doorknob and looked at him in confusion. There were no consequences for the first time ever and she wasn’t complaining but she was confused. “Thank you, Mr. Carter.” She said with a smile. He grinned back at her. “Graduate this May, Lauren. Don’t make me regret this get out of jail free card I’m giving you.” “As long as these hoes- I mean erm, girls dont try me anymore I’ll graduate on time.” Lauren assured him. He shook his head. “I don’t want to see you again until I have to hand you your diploma and shake your hand.” “Yes sir, Mr. Carter, sir.” Lauren teased him by placing her hand up to her forehead like a cadet. He shook his head. “I think I’ll suspend you just for that.” He said and began to rummage through his desk for a referral but Lauren ran out of the office before he could even pull out the paper. He laughed and returned to his emails while he thought about where he would go to dinner with his wife.

Nicki’s Locker Drake held Nicki’s Calculus textbook while she dug in her locker to find the accompanying notebook. “Baby, you need to clean out that thing. It’s a school locker not a rent a center storage.” “It’s not my fault I get love letters, flowers, and teddy bears sent for me here.” “Damn, I can’t imagine that. No woman ever had me starstruck like that.” “Mayybe, that’s why you never had one until me.” “Is that what I told you?” He shook his head and handed her back the textbook when she held her hand out for it. “You need to start checking my credibility. I can’t believe I ever lied to you like that.” “Boy, I knew that wasn’t a lie. The way you were acting like a virgin the first time I got your dick wet was confirmation enough for me.” “No, it was just the first time I actually loved the girl I was having sex with.” He said wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling them into each other. “You a sweeterman, huh?” “You’re peeping the music I play huh?” “Yeah, you listen to like all these Toronto artists. The Weeknd, PARTYNEXTDOOR, and like Ramriddlz, right?” “Right. I’m thinking of going out to Toronto to visit. Those are all my friends and they sound like they’re making some good ass music.” “Can I come?” Nicki asked with wide eyes. He smiled and kissed her forehead. “You were coming even if you didn’t want to.” “Yay!” She shrieked in excitement. They walked hand in hand down the hall and as the approached the door Nicki spotted Lauren. “Lauren?! I heard about the fight… How are you still on campus right now?” “Mr. Carter didn’t suspend me!” Lauren shouted excitedly holding Nicki’s hand and squeezing it hard. “What? That’s crazy. You’re lucky as hell. K got suspended though.” Nicki told her. Lauren smiled. “She had no reason to start any shit with me so that’s what she gets.” Lauren flipped her hair. They shared a kiss on cheek and she gave Drake a quick fist bump before they parted ways to class. Lauren smiled as she walked down the hall. K being suspended and not her was the icing on the cake. “Bitch, you’re alive!” Mehgan exclaimed as soon as she saw her friend Lauren. They hugged tightly and then looked at each other up and down. “You don’t look as tore up as they said you would.” Mehgan expressed. Lauren dropped her jaw. “That’s fucked up, Mehg.” She said as they walked toward their class. “No, but I saw the video… And I’m sorry bitch, but you got your ass beat.” Mehg frowned. Lauren rolled her eyes. “She caught me off guard… I don’t even care though. She’s suspended and I’m here to graduate.” Lauren winked. In the end she won the real fight. “Yes,” Mehgan high fived her. “Now, what’re we going to do about this bitch?” Mehgan pointed at an oncoming Rihanna. “Mehgan, stop.” Lauren told her before standing face to face with Rihanna. A few of the passing student heard about the beef earlier and were excited to watch a round two. “Lauren, I’m sorry. That bitch ass nigga never did anything but make me look crazy.” “I know. I accept your apology. He had the best woman of his life and he let her go.” Lauren said opening her arms for a hug. Rihanna walked into it quickly and wrapped her arms back around Lauren. “He’s with that little Asian bitch, Lauren! I can’t even believe I was going to fight my sister over him.” “Who? Honey?” “No he’s not with Honey. He’s with the other one, uh, Karyotype or Kiamichi, or Karracoochie? I can’t remember her name.” “Karrueche…” “That sounds right. I mean it still sounds like a dumb name but it seems right.” “How can you still make jokes right now?” Lauren asked laughed. Rihanna smiled. “I’m hiding the pain. I don’t want to face it right now.” “Mehg, can you send me pictures of your notes from today? I think I’m going to go home early.” Lauren told her. Mehgan raised her eyebrows before swallowing her jealousy and pride. “Sure, I’m sorry to hear about everything Rih.” Mehgan said before waving them goodbye. “Why the fuck did she just call me Rih? Lauren, you need to check your friend. She wants to be in circles that take time to let new people in.” “She’s fine. She’s just blunt and can get really comfortable with people. It’s not a bad thing. I don’t think.” “Hm, it could be a bad thing for some people.” Rihanna responded. Lauren shrugged. Hopefully, she wasn’t losing an old friend because of the actions of a new friend.

Cooking Class “Don’t forget the assignment. It’s due on turnitin tonight at 11:59! I’m not accepting any late work!” Mr. Ealy shouted as his students shuffled out of class quickly. He sighed and sifted through the worksheets on his desk. He was so tired. It felt like an abnormally long day to him. “Hey Michael, I didn’t understand the last section of the recipe assignment.” Elease said approaching his desk with a glinting smile on her face. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked around for any lingering students still in the classroom. “Did you just call me Michael?” He asked setting his papers aside. Elease nodded slowly. “That’s your name isn’t it? Or do you prefer Mike?” “It’s just… I never heard you say it.” “Well I’ve decided since we’re passing the boundaries of student and teacher everyday calling you by your first name wouldn’t be so bad.” She chuckled. His lips fell into a straight line and he cleared his throat. “So you said the recipe assignment?” He said taking the paper from her hand and comparing it to the example he had on his lesson plan. Elease walked around his desk and leaned over to examine the papers. “Yeah, I know I have the first things right but the last few questions are… Confusing?” She said placing her manicured hand on his shoulder. He scratched his head and looked over Elease at the door. “Can you go lock the door?” He whispered. She smirked and quickly sauntered over to the door. “So, basically, the ending is nothing but a math problem. If you’ll have 3 servings of this recipe; how many tablespoons of sugar will you need?” He asked as she walked over and placed her hand back on his shoulder. “Uh, do you have a calculator? I’m not that good at math.” She giggled. He placed his hand on the back pocket of her jeans and tapped on it. Giving her a soft spank on the ass. “You can use your phone. You use it all the time in class.” He smoothly responded. “That’s only because I’m trying to distract myself until we can have our alone time.” She admitted. “Every time we’re alone all I want to do is kiss you so it’s not really something I look forward to. I could lose my job.” “But I’m 18.” “But you’re my student.” “You can be my daddy and my teacher.” She cooed seductively. He shook his head and bit his bottom lip. “You’re perfect.” He sighed. She smiled and looked at his lips. He licked them and looked at hers. “Kiss me… If you want to do it so badly.” Elease teased. He grabbed her face in the second and planted a kiss on her lips. She was so shocked that she backed up to take a deep breath. He looked a mix of regretful and satisfied. “I’m… I’m sorry if that was-” Before he could finish Elease broke his sentence with a kiss as shocking as his. She let her hand glide on his shaven beard. The stubble was growing back already. He stood up and they twirled their heads and tongues passionately engaged in the make out. “We have to stop.” Elease warned breaking the kiss and placing her hand on his chest. He began kissing her jaw and then down to her neck making her moan out in response. He covered her mouth with his hand and grabbed her plump ass with the other hand clenching her chest to chest with him. “I like you.” He said before letting her go and stepping back. He leaned on his desk and stared at the ground. “I like you too, Michael. Probably more than you like me.” She admitted. He looked around and pointed at a door across the room from the regular exit to the main hallway. “Go out through that door please. I’ll see you tomorrow. Just Google the answer to the recipe problem.” He said before turning around and heading back to sit on his rolling chair. She felt strangely. They had just confessed the feelings to each other face-to-face and now she felt like she was being shooed out of his classroom. They just shared a passionate kiss, he had all the right moves, and now she was being told to leave. “Okay… Tomorrow… Yeah.” She said trying to sound positive and not hurt like she really was. She wondered what happened? Did she come on too strong?

Gym Jermaine leaned into the window of Jhene’s car as he asked her out on a first date. She smiled at him and thumbed her steering wheel. “Uh, sure. When do you want to do it?” Jhene asked. Jermaine feigned thinking. “Would tonight be good for you?” Jermaine asked. Jhene nodded. “Tonight would be perfect.” “Good!” Jermaine shouted, accidently more excited than he wanted to be. Jhene giggled she found it sweet. “Okay, I think you have to go now.” She said pointing back at the gym where Coach Rose impatiently waited with his hand on his hip and the whistle in his mouth. “Alright, tonight… Don’t forget.” He said leaning away. “I’ll try not to.” She teased before pulling out of the parking spot and onto the road. She silently panicked. It was her first date in a year. What in the world would she wear?

“Chris, I can cover for you bro. You don’t have to try to-” Tyga tried to convince his friend who was clearly strung out. Jermaine watched as Ty and Chris walked up the sidewalk toward the gym. “No man, I ain’t played ball in a little minute now.” Chris said pushing Tyga’s arm off of him. “Chris and Tyga, if you don’t hurry up you’ll be doing suicides all warm up!” Coach Rose shouted. Tyga looked between Chris and Coach. “Bro, I can tell him your sick.” Tyga practically begged Chris to turn around and go home. He placed his hand on Chris’ shoulders to stop him. Chris sucked his teeth and pushed Tyga even harder. “Stop with that fuck shit man. I’m going to practice.” Chris watched him stumble backward. Tyga placed his hand on his head and prayed that Chris would soon come to his senses. “Both of you suicides. Since you wanna play fight outside instead of come to practice on time.” Coach scolded them. “Sorry Coach.” Tyga apologized. Chris laughed and gave Coach Rose a look. “Suicides are baby work.” “Bro, they’re not called suicides for no reason.” Tyga said pushing him ahead so that he wouldn’t say another dumb thing to the Coach. Chris and Tyga walked toward the far north edge of the court passing all the other players on their team. It seemed as if they had become public enemies to the rest of the boys. No one gave them an acknowledging head nod or wave. “Fuck yall niggas too then!” Chris shouted before laughing hysterically. Coach Rose looked between the team and Chris but decided not to pay much attention to it. He watched as Chris had trouble keeping up to Tyga’s pace while they did the suicides and he knew something was wrong. He would have to talk to Chris about it after practice.

Lauren’s House Lauren sat with Nicki and Rihanna in her living room with a mountain of blankets and buckets of ice cream. They watched Bad Girls Club and casually shared the stories of their lives. “He had to have fucked her… He wouldn’t walk with her like that for any other reason.” Rihanna said in an almost depressed tone. “It doesn’t matter, Rih. The shit you can do Karricoochie could never.” Nicki assured her. Lauren laughed loudly. “It’s Karrueche.” She corrected. “It’s a dumb ass name.” Rihanna added. Nicki gave her a high five. “She’s just the thing he’s doing for right now. He’s not ready to be with someone like you boo.” “He didn’t have to fuck her though.” Rihanna said. Lauren shrugged. “He made her dreams come true.” Lauren said. “She’s a fucking homewrecker fuck her dreams.” Nicki said making them both laugh before they silently watched Bad Girls Club for a few minutes. “It’s been a long ass time since we’ve done this shit.” Lauren said as she took a spoonful of cookie dough ice cream into her mouth. “Yeah, we need to be able to do this more often.” Rihanna said. Nicki nodded and dropped her head back onto the couch. She was unusually quiet. “Nicki, are you okay?” Lauren asked looking at her with concern. “Yeah, you’re not saying anything. We all know you and Drake’s relationship is great but we still want to hear about it.” Rihanna said before placing another scoop of ice cream in her mouth. Nicki shrugged and looked down. “I don’t want to talk about this because I don’t support it at all and it pisses me off to even think he’d do something like this but… Drake got in this big ass beef with Chris… You guys knew about it, right? The bet?” “Yeah, we heard about that a long time ago. What’s up? He still asking for the money?” Lauren asked. “Well, Chris and Tyga said they were going to give him the money so he met up with them last night and they fucking jumped him, Jermaine, and Trey. Drake said they had a gun.” “What the fuck?!” Lauren and Rihanna shouted in unison. They looked at each other and back at Nicki. “They had guns?” “Where the fuck they got guns from?” Rih asked. Lauren held her head in her hands and practically dropped her jaw. Rihanna couldn’t fathom the road these boys were going down. “Why would they do something that crazy?” “I don’t know… I just have no idea. I just want it all to stop and I thought it was going to but Drake said he’s going to plot revenge.” “What kind of revenge, Nicki?” Lauren asked. Nicki shrugged. “I don’t know.” “Can you find out? If Tyga got hurt over a hundred dollars… I don’t know what I would do.” Lauren placed her hand on her chest. Rihanna nodded. “As much as I don’t want to admit it, I’m scared for Chris’ life if Drake is planning something big.” Rihanna agreed. Nicki narrowed her eyes at the two girls across from her and took a moment to think. “Wait so, I just tell y’all my boyfriend almost got shot by your two little boys and you’re scared for their life?” “No Nicki, don’t look at it like that. I mean if it was the other way around I know you’d want to know so that you could be prepared for Drake.” “Exactly, if you bitches knew what the hell your man’s were doing I wouldn’t have to deal with that fear. Who knows? Since they didn’t shoot anyone they probably want to try again. He has a basketball career he’s pursuing.” “So is Michael…” Lauren mumbled under her breath. Nicki cut her eyes at Lauren and took a deep breath. “I really don’t want to cuss you out at your own house so please watch your tongue, Lauren.” Nicki warned her. Lauren looked at Nicki as if she was crazy. Rihanna raised her eyebrows. “We all have a nigga that we’re worried about in this situation.” Rihanna tried to smooth the tension. Nicki rolled her eyes. “I’m going to try to handle mine. I don’t know what you two can do with yours. You can maybe start by not trying to protect them and instead admitting when they’re wrong. They’ll have both you bitches out her looking crazy. You’re both so beautiful you can get any guys you choose stressing yourselves over those two dumbasses isn’t worth it.” They both smiled at her and remembered why they were all friends. “Aw momma Nicki.” Lauren gushed and leaned over to throw her arms around her neck. Nicki placed a hand on Lauren’s back and patted it twice. “Alright, get off me now.” “No wait, let me get in the hug!” Rihanna shouted and tackled them down. They lay in a heap of blankets and laughed as they held on to each other and enjoyed their girl time amidst all the guy stress.

Tyga’s House Tyga sat on his bed and played through another level of his new PS4 game, Bloodborne before he received a text that he ignored until it was an appropriate time to pause the game. He checked his phone and it was Lauren. He furrowed his brows and rolled his eyes. She could wait. “Michael!” Tyga’s mom shouted down the hall. “Yeah?” “Chris is here!” “For what?” Tyga mumbled and pulled himself out of bed so that he could open the bedroom door. Chris practically fell into his room and landed on the bed. “Nigga, what you doin’ here?” Tyga asked. He was exhausted and all he wanted was to play his video games until he fell asleep. “I fucked up man, I fucked up.” “What’d you do now?” Tyga asked rubbing his head. Chris turned over and looked up at the ceiling. “I fucked Karrueche today.” “Shit, you work fast… When did you do that? Didn’t you and Rihanna just break up?” “I fucked her this morning. It was a mistake. She’s been calling me and shit all day.” Chris sighed. Tyga shrugged. “You should’ve known that’s what happens when you give a bitch good dick.” “No but it’s not just because she want’s to fuck again… I didn’t use a condom bro. I was raw.” “Your pull out game is good though!” Tyga reassured him. Chris shook his head. “I’ve been fucking blazed all day nigga.” “Bro, don’t even think like that. You probably didn’t even cum… You know when we’re blazed we sometimes don’t even bust or-” “Nah, I did. She keeps texting me saying if I don’t call her she wont take the morning after pill.” Chris interrupted him. Tyga threw the PS4 remote at Chris and shouted: “Then fucking call her! Shit, this isn’t a hard problem to solve.” “But… What if I want a baby?”

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