Giving off weird vibes
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She hummed to herself as she walked down the corridor. She's only been here for about an hour and she's already lost. Besides, the school is pretty big.
She skidded to a stop in the middle of the hallway and her expression twisted into a confused one. "Aww shit, where am i even heading to??"
I know what your thinking, you mean to tell me she been walking round the building with no idea as of to where she plans on goin? After she got her schedule? Yup. What a dumbass. She started scratching her head and looking around
"Girl, how you gonna forget where your heading to mid-walk?"
She jumped and cussed loudly, startled by the sudden voice behind her "HOLY MOTHE- whoughhh shhhhit bruh, sneaking up on a bitch for what?" she exclaimed in between breaths, placing her hand flat on her now heaving chest. She was so in her bubble she didn't notice anyone else was in the corridor till now. "The 'bitch' was the one that let her guard down" the masculine voice responded, laughing
She swivelled around in the direction that the voice was coming from. A dark skin boy with a pearly white smile stood before her, his shoulder length dreads following his movement as he strolled towards her. He had a black headband on that pushed his dreads up a little, a black shirt that said 'Mos Def' on it some baggy black jeans and clean af1's [swear everyone wearing af1's rn lmao] A small smirk slowly grew on her own face. Damn, his smile is really infectious.
"Why hello there nigga!" Isis confidently greeted him. He chuckled "Didn't think anyone would match my confidence level but sis got it all up in the bag" The boy said, offering a dap which she happily returned.
"The names Michael, but my peeps call me Caesar" he yet again smiled. Isis raised a brow in curiosity. "Caesar? as in the salad?" She laughed as he playfully rolled his eyes. "Yes as in the salad, swear i get that every day." he shook his head.
"and why Caesar? Why not Michael?"
"Ion know to be honest, just preferred Caesar" He shrugged. "Enough about my absolutely drop dead gorgeous names-" he winked at her as she swatted his arm, rolling her eyes then cracking a smile of her own "what's someone like you doin in the corridor half way through first period?" He stopped, looked at her then began trying to hold in a laugh "Oh wait, you forgot!" he burst out in laughter.
Isis slightly pushed him playfully, causing him to put his hand out in support on the locker while he laughed. She found herself giggling a little. "I didn't forget, I'm lost okurr? shuddup already"
"Okay okay" he wiped a tear "Well where you heading to?"
"Well, it says here i'm spouse to be in hist- no uhhh..english right now?"
"Ohhh you in Riley's year aren't you? Oh wait you don't kn-"Yea, actually, he mentioned someone named caesar who has dreads. I'm assuming that's you?"
Caesar blinked, they already talked? How?? Riley's always in the principals office. He quickly regained himself and smirked "The one and only" He winked "How'd u talk to him already?"
"Got sent to principals for my shirt. So happened i also needed a schedule so principal got it on the way to whatever else he was doin. Riley was there so we just talked"
"Ahh of course. Okay then, i was goin to the toilet but guess ima jus show you to yo class" He shot another teethy smile her way.
Dis nigga smooth. "Ite pearl-teeth, lead the way!"
Caesar scrunched his nose and furrowed his eyebrows in a playful manner. Pearl teeth? Oh she wanna play? I see, 2 can play that game.
"Okay, slickpeach" he said slowly to challenge her "Leggo" Isis rolled her eyes and followed him. He seems like my type of person she smirked to herself.
Today she was already doing great! and it wasn't even half of the day yet!
Isis POV
It was break time and I was walking down to the little modern quad area. I walked past it as I was entering at the start of the day and had to take a second look as god it was beautiful. This school sure knows how to make its plot worth it's money. It's huge AND has a lot of people attending. It's wayyy too easy to get lost.
I was approaching the doors, I didn't really have a plan on where to sit as i practically don't know anyone. I decided that if i found anyone familiar i would approach them as well...what else can i do?? i'm not just gonna stand at the corner like some bozo! I know it would be invading their privacy as everyone had already long ago settled into their own little groups but it's worth a try. As i was opening the door, i didn't see riley on the other side so i practically smacked the door into his face, sending him crashing to the ground.
"OWW NIGGA!! What the fuck?? watch where da FUCK you goin! Why niggas opening doors like we on some GTA server- Oh, just yo ass" Riley got back up rubbing his forehead and slightly hissing although his face did relax a little as he noticed it was me. Welp, guess my questions were answered. My face quickly turned to concern and I winced "Oh my- Gahdamn! You alright? I'm so sorry i was just...i didn't- "Yea yea it's whateva. Not tha first time people out here hell-bent on givin a nigga brain damage." He waved me off.
"You sure? is your head alright? I don't want you getting no headaches during the day baby" I said, reaching for his head. He stopped my hand before it could reach his head and turned the lightest shade of red. "Damn, you just as paranoid as Jazzy when she hurt a fly" he laughed. "Sorry, i just, i tend to turn into mama isis in this kind of thing y'know?"
Riley shrugged, shoving his fists into his pockets and hanging his head low after popping his hoodie as if he didn't wanna get caught by someone "It's ite i guess, but don't go tellin niggas i fell, ain't a good look on a street soldier like me. You see, Reezy need clean street cred, knaamean? I can't be caught slippin or niggas respec for me will plummet."
"But Riley were in school" I replied, raising a brow. He really serious about his non-existent 'cred'. What streets? we're in Woodcrest for crying out loud.
"Das not the point! as long as i'm outside, i'm in the streetz! Ain't nobody safe out here"
"Riley, your acting like you in Chi right now. This is Woodcrest. You do realise the only one you should be scared of here is you- "And the po-po here, they don't like blacks"
I sighed and deadpanned. I thought he would praise himself for being a well renounced and feared 'thug' but i think he missed that. "And the po-po riley, although i didn't realise you were a pussy nigga but it's cool"
Riley went bug eyed and grunted as if that was the biggest insult you could ever say to him. Okayyy so he's really serious about all this huh? "AYE! Whachu say? Me? a pussy? Nu-uh, noo girl. How?? Ion know bout you but ion wanna get shot!"
"Yea but real thugs wouldn't be scared" I snorted, getting all up in his face
"Shuddup punk! Why yo ass even questioning my thuggedoutability when you don't even have no credibility!"
"...nigga whet?"
"Whadeva nigga" He stomped off in another direction. I blinked, a little astonished by his short temper but wasn't too suprised. What an odd kid, didn't even go the same way he was headin two minutes ago.
Turns out he was heading towards a group of 5 other people, two of them being people i recognised from earlier. Besides, couldn't miss that fro from a mile away. So i decided to follow him. As i was nearing them, i noticed a girl with honey blonde curls cascading down her back. She had bright green emerald eyes, the prettiest skin complexion and very light freckles on the bridge of her nose that gave her a more exotic look. I could tell she was mixed. Beside her was a white girl with two extremely long braids and big ocean blue eyes. She didn't look as girly as the other girl but was still very pretty. By the way she dressed you could tell she's a tomboy. She looked like she was giving me a side eye before our eyes locked and she quickly turned away. The fuck is up with her? Whatever. Anyway, next to...uhhh, Huey? Yea huey, was an asian boy with spiky hair and headphones around his neck. He was bopping his head along to the music coming out of Caesar, the boy i met earliers ipod [damn dat shit is OLD but this is set in 2009 so cut me some slack]. Riley went to sit down next to the white girl and began picking at her crisps. Typical.
I came up to all of them, contemplating whether i should straight up introduce myself or sit at the side and wait to be noticed as i'm sure riley was not in the mood introduce me right now. I decided to give it a shot "Heyy!"
Gladly, Caesar pulled out his headphones and grinned "Heyy girl!" He nudged hiro who slightly pushed huey and caused the rest to look up "Yo guys! this is Isis, she's new here aand..yea das all i know"
I deadpanned "Really nigga?"
"Well it's not like you told me much"
"Touché" I replied. "Well i've already met three of you, so hey girls! who are you two fine ladies?" I grinned at them hoping they would give me the same energy.
"Hi i'm Jazmine! It's really nice to meet you! I heard you moved in down the street from us- by the way you are so gorgeous" She beamed at me brightly. I'm glad because that completely settled my nerves, she's very welcoming, unlike the other girl who looked like she was just slapped and told to go sit down. "Aww thank you baby! I love your hair by the way it's soo big and beautiful"
She scrunched her brow looking utterly confused. Do people not tell her this often? She looked up at me in curiosity as if i just said something completely foreign to her. "Really?"
I gave her a look "Uh, Yea?? Don't tell me that people don't say that to you.."
"Well...no not really. Well technically huey but he's confusing" Huey looked up, eye rolled and went back to his newspaper. "People tell me it would look better straight- "No babygirl tell them to fuck right off, how could they?? Everyone out here wanting to be mixed. Baby, embrace your curls, let them know that's your crown and you wear it with pride." Unbeknownst to me, Hueys ears perked up at that statement. Huey thought to himself This girl knows what she talking about. Finally, a black girl that embraces her hair...
"But straight hair is soo pretty, you even have straight hair right now!" Jazmine gestured to my hair.
"Babygirl dis a weave!" That's when huey tuned out again. He spoke too soon. "I wear it for protective styling so my 'nappy head' can stay healthy underneath! i love my little puff ball but that shit can get in the way! My malaysian bundles are lifesavers." I combed through my hair with my hands. These are my babies. "Anyway i would never get none of that creamy crack, that shit whack asf. I'd rather keep my curls and you should too"
"Soo, you don't care that i'm mixed?"
I scoffed "Pffft, no. Why would i??"
She opened her mouth to speak but quickly shut it and glanced over to huey. He gave her a quick flash of a concerned look but then shrugged. Here we go again with the telepathy. But for some reason nobody else in the group understood it. Maybe it was something inbetween them or sumn? Anyway i wasn't gonna pry into her buisness. She then gave a small shy smile. It became awkward so i spoke up
"This right here-" I pointed to my arm (skin) "-might be my obstacle, but i have no shame in it, it's apart of me. Ain't nobody takin away my melanin! Remember dat girl." I said, sassily placing my hand on my hip and pointing at my face the way my mama would. That made her giggle, i was glad i was warming up to her already, although she seemed friendly regardless. "But girl one more thang, yo curls look frazzled. What happened?"
She looked up and laughed nervously "Oh! i don't really uh...know how to...do my hair, my mom is white and my dad is black- "White" -Shut up Riley! and i guess he doesn't really accept his 'blackness' or whatever that's supposed to mean"
"jus sayin, dat nigga the whitest negro i ever met! das fo sho, whiter than ruckus!"
"Nigga you sound like ruckus right now" Huey replied to his brainless brother, still looking at his newspaper
"Shuddup mchater! ain't nobody asked yo nerdy hatin' ass..."
Yeaa okay. Everyone had tuned out his little rant and focus was back on me and Jazmine.
"Oh that's okay Jazzy baby! can i come round yours tonight? I know we just met n ion wanna sound creepy and all but I can help you out! I got cantu, cream of nature, Shea moisture, oil treatments, caster oil, even tresme, all you can get! i practically have a salon"
"Oh thank god! Finally someone that can help me other than with a pik" She slowly glanced over at huey with a look and he returned a shrug. What? it's not like he knew how to take care of his afro, it just stays soft for some reason.
"Sure! Can't i come round yours? Saves you trouble with all the products"
"Oh my moms gone back to atlanta for a week because she left some things and has to arrange with people to bring them. She said i shouldn't invite people just yet. And don't worry i always have a spare hair bag with me at school because girl, you can never be sure of what stunt my coils can pull. It's in my locker"
Not gonna lie, that's pretty handy Jazmine thought. "Oh okay that's fine, can i get your number?"
"Mhm!"
Riley's POV
Dis bitch click w the gang real quick. She coo, i guess. She got dis side to her thats all sappy n shit, i ain't about all dat so. But let me not lie it's calming cuz not many niggas got ma back from a small trip like dat- No, dis Reezy speakin here not some punk! oh and that bitch got some real nerve to be calling me shit like that! she thinking she can come all up in here w all that bullshit n she ain't even been here two hours! Dumbass hoe. Woulda beat the shit outta her if it weren't for the fact she a female, shii i ain't no woman beater.
Anyway i jus been in and out of da convo they wuz havin. Shi, i ain't bout to hear all that, das jus girl talk anyway. She really do be good at upliftin people doe, specially the fact it's jazzy tryna get uplifted cuz she always the one attempting to lift errybody else. Jazzy always whining bout how that bush on her head buggin her, shi i agree, ain't nobody want no nappy headed bush, a TWA like how i was rocking back then was iite, but a hill like huey? nu uh. She be looking better with her straight rapunzel hair, give her that JLO look.
Meanwhile I was one-way conversing with huey bout what we gon eat tonight when Cindy let out some loud ass groan, what in da fuck even was dat? "Bitch you havin an orgasm or sumn?" Caesar n Hiro instantly cracked up. Cindy just rolled her eyes and slapped my arm hard. Fuck was that for? yea she hit a nigga all da time but not that hard. Hell now i think of it she been actin all weird n shit ever since i sat down. Ion know what's goin on but she actually allowing me to pick at her crisps? Sumn ain't right. And she been side eyeing dis new girl over and over again, won't even greet the chick...weird. Don't get me wrong, I mean, Cindy bad n all but she ain't normally this moody, w'sup w her?
"Oh shit, my bad girl! Hii whats your name?" Isis finally noticed Cin and smiled at her. Cindy jus returned a slight glare and mumbled "C-murph."
Okay wtf? Cindy straight trippin right now. She ain't never introduced herself as c-murph unless they tight w her, and to be tight w someone you gotta know em already. Which means she don't introduce herself as c-murph to anyone! I turnt to her and decided to speak up. "Fucks wrong w you??"
"Fuck off Reezy!" Okay maybe i didn't take the best approach but still don't explain her mood.
Isis wuz clearly taken back by her bluntness, as so was erryone else, but she became dat 'mama isis' persona she was yappin bout earlier again n spoke up "Sup girl? everything alright?"
"not when yo ass around" She muttered under her breath, thinking we wouldn't catch that. But i did, and whet? Do they know eachother?
The situation became awkward real quick before Cindy randomly upped and left without a word. I looked over to Isis and she returned a shrug. Hm, well they obviously don't know eachother. Jazmine of course went running after Cin, them two like two peas in a pod, almost lesbo, but i wouldn't say that to em in person cuz who knows what cin would do...AND I AINT NO PUSSY EITHER! If das what yous thinking, yea nigga i see you!
Anyway, hueys gay ass just sniffed and went back to readin, Caesar put his music back in and hiro turned to Isis. "Uhh well since those two princesses probably gonna rant about who's butts bigger, my names Hiro and i guess you already met salad over here" He gestured over to Caesar to which he received an offended "Hey!" from said guy. Isis giggled "Well hey, hairo?"
Hiro chuckled and began to correct her "No it's Hee-ro as in like superhero"
"Ahhh okay hiro...hiro. Okay, got it! Sorry lol"
Hiro waved her off and smiled "It's okay i get it all the time"
Jazmine POV
"Cindy Wait!" I yelled after her, weaving through busy corridors, why is it so busy at break?? "Oh c'mon Cin, what even happened?"
"Nunya buisness" She yelled back still speed walking through people. I caught up to her with a slight annoyed look on my face and swivelled her around by her shoulder. "None of my buisness? How is it none of my buisness?"
"I said it's nothing!!" She snapped. I stepped back and jolted my head back at her abruptness. What the hell has gotten into her?? Nothing even happened! All we were doing was talking about normal things, i thought Cindy and her would easily click just like any other person cindy first meets.
"Did anything happen? anything wrong? You know you can tell me"
Cindy POV
Here jazzy was givin me that concerned ass look again, she a really down-ass friend. But i just...Ion wanna seem like some moody pussy. It just bothered me a little when I saw Riley and that new hoe at the door lookin like they already made some sort of odd bond. How would they have even done that already? it's only break! Normally when someone new joins Riley talks them up and they hop out like a scared little bitch! Im the only one that supposed to have an actual bond with Reezy, somebody he can trust, not any sappy shit though, that ain't me. I just don't want her trying anything. Ion like reezy or anything but she ain't gon break our bond, even though she does seem aight.
I shifted around uncomfortably contemplating whether i should tell Jazzy, she is my bestie but...she really ain't the best person to tell a secret to. Not that she's a loudmouth like Caes or Reezy but she'll probably spit that shit out like hot sauce when it comes to the slightest bit of pressure. Not that this is a big secret, if there even is one anyway, but i just don't want people getting the wrong idea. "Ion trust her, das all"
Jazzy looked at me like i just grew 2 heads "What?? You didn't even talk to her!"
"Yea i know but, she just...i don't know jazzy it's nuthn aight i just overreacted" I waved her off. Gosh she my bestie n all but she gotta hop off my case after a min.
"Yea why did you?" She stared at me sternly, waiting for an answer
"Yo i said i don't know!" I snapped at her again but calmed down and realised how loud i said it. Damn it wasn't meant to come out that loud, i appreciate her concern. "Sorry jaz, i just got the wrong ideas, i'll introduce myself properly okay?"
"Okay but just don't up and leave like that again! Literally nobody knew why you were upset, now you gotta explain all this to the rest!" She huffed then gave a small smile "Anyway wanna come round mine tonight with Isis? You can reconcile or whatever while she's showing me how to do my hair!" She beamed excitedly. I truly was happy for her ass because i've tried to do her hair before and maan, that shit needs god. This must be a godsend for her. "but it's nice straight"
"Shut up it can't be straight forever"
I shrugged "Whatever, yea i'll come but not straight away, got ball practice tonight"
"Alright" She ushered for me to follow her "Let's go back to the group"
Back to Jazzys POV
As we were heading back, i couldn't help but think,
...was cindy jealous of something?...
Like yea cindy has an obsession with black media culture but i didn't think that when a fully black girl actually came around she would be that jealous. Why not just fangirl like she did with me? Eh whatever.
Feeling like i'm centering things too much around isis. Don't worry yall, 1. i'm just introducing her as literally no other fanfics know she even exists so people don't know what to expect from her. *shakes head* they're not true boondocks fans.
2. She's a big part of the story (well links to)
Yoo someone help me! how do you get to writing a story on Fanfiction net? Dat site old n shit but uno...idek