Worst Behavior

This is boring.

Jasiah Mason-

"Bruh I'm really about to hurt this nigga! Out here being friendly with all these bitches!" Some girl, whose name I don't know, I was currently doing a project with complained

I was real life ready to knock her ass out for several reasons. 1. She kept whining about her weak ass relationship that nobody I could care less about. 2. I was actually trying to get my work done and this fucking weirdo gets on Snapchat to take pictures with that dumb ass flower filter. And 3, just because her face was squished as hell and it was pissing me off because I had no choice but to look at it.

Bitch face look like a balled up piece of paper...

"You've been complaining the whole damn class period. If it's that big of a deal break up with him." I told her

She scoffed. "Shut the fuck up because you don't know how I feel. It's not like you can't relate anyway, dealing with Sincere mute ass."

"You said that like it was a bad thing. Atleast I know my boyfriend isn't out here making me look stupid. I'd rather him not say a word to anybody besides me than have him talking and laughing it up with other females." I retorted

"I don't see why you like him. He's rude as fuck to be honest. People try to talk to him and he just be looking at them like they're crazy." She said

"That's the way I like him. Rude as fuck. Won't even bless a bitch if she sneeze." I smirked

She rolled her eyes. "That's not cute."

"Neither are you."

Keep talking so I have a reason to beat your ass.

"I look better than you though."

"How? How? The end of your weave is burned. You're face is squished like a bitch. I know somebody sat on that shit. Double chin got me hella weak! Edges on delete! Is it a man or a muppet face ass! Dirty, musty, sloppy, filthy, funky, nasty ass lil' girl...HOWWW?" I yelled

"Mrs. Mason watch your profanity!" The teacher yelled, I don't know that nigga name either.

"Sorry ma'am- shit. I mean sir." I corrected

He shot me a hard glare which I kindly ignored. Teachers don't place fear in my heart. I can't take them bitches serious enough for that.

"So we finishing this project or what?" I asked the girl who looked at me sideways

"After what you just did? Bitch no." She frowned. I shrugged and used my foot to push her desk away from mine.

Now, back to this project. I read over the instructions. For your research assignment, you will be tasked with researching a piece of art, and then reinterpreting it in your own creative way. For a 4-5 page research project, you should- Juicy fruit needs to stop making gum because this shit is ass! 30 second piece of bullshit! - use no fewer than 6 credible sources.

After you've completed your research and have a good understanding of the piece of art- She got a big ass head- use what you've learned to create an interpre- I need some food. This shit isn't going to work.

I shoved the paper in my bookbag, deciding to do it at home. Jasiah don't work on an empty stomach! Fuck you thought this was!

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"Who you on the phone with old man?" I asked my dad

He frowned. "I'm not old. But, you're mama."

A smile instantly spread across my face. I hadn't talked to my mother in a while and I was beginning to feel bad.