GODDESS!
By: DannyMessersGirl324iLOVEhim
a/n- ok here u guys go…I no I no a long time but I had a lot of stuff going on so here u go!!!
While Gotti made it back to her class after talking to the principle, she took her seat, leaned back in her chair and grabbed her phone.
Hows mom doing? She texted Don knowing Danny would be mad at her for texting during class on a game day.
Fine, good actually. Shouldn't you be paying attention in school and not texting? He replied
Get w/ it . it's a new time. We txt during class & sparknotes after school 4 english and Wikipedia for everything else. DUH!!! Besides theres no hot guys 2 look during math, they're all nerds.
Ok that last part was more for stella to hear than me. How the hell do you text so fast? It takes me like a word per minute.
b/c I'm a girl and I'm a teenager . need me to go further in explaining?
PAY ATTENTION AND STOP TEXTING DON OR I'M TAKING THE PHONE AFTER SCHOOL!
Uhhh hi danny? Srry but again…all guys in math=NERDS!
Needed for stella and no playing in the game tonight if you keep texting the lab, that means don and angell in homicide.
Fine I'll txt Amanda! Bye danny, bye uncle donNIE! She ended with a little soft laugh when she noticed a shadow over her shoulder and realized she was in trouble.
"Uh hi, Mr. Scott? What can I do for you?" she asked nervously.
"I don't know Gotti, maybe pay attention in my class. The next time I see your phone out my niece will have a new phone for her birthday." He said and started walking back up to the front of the room.
"You can't do that." And he stopped mid way to the front at the end of her sentence.
"And why can't I do that? Who's gonna stop me? Your daddy? You a daddy's girl Gotti Monroe? She was silent. "You can't answer me but can yap away texting?" she was silent again and he walked away with a smug smile on his face.
"I don't have a father. No. let me rephrase that. I had father up until the age of 6. He abused me and my mom until she couldn't take it anymore and called the cops. We were ok after that. We were even better when Detective Mac Taylor called up my mom and offered her a job at the NYPD Crime Lab as a CSI a few years ago and we haven't seen him sense. The best father that I have known is Detective Danny Messer. I was a daddy's girl but that stopped once my father took his first sip of alcohol. And you can't take away my phone because that's the way I'm keeping in touch with Danny Messer and Det. Don Flack about the condition of my father. If you heard the news, she was assaulted by a suspect last night. Sorry, if being concerned about my mother. Won't ever happen in your class again." The whole class room was quiet and the only thing that could be heard were silent sobs coming from Gotti. The people in the school weren't suppose to find out this way. And definitely not this way. "Everyone wasn't suppose to find out this way. Not yet. No one." And she ran out of the room with Lucas right behind her.