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6: smack a bitch

"i didn't do shit," omar insisted. "he just came into class and beat me up for no reason."

"tuff. anyways, i'm going to the movies with diego and metri today. don't text me until it's over," gazzy instructed, before turning around and skipping in the direction of his friends, not even giving omar a simple goodbye.

their relationship was quite complicated. long story short: gazzy and omar loved each other, they just didn't like each other very much.

so gazzy acting distant towards him didn't really phase him, because he acted differently towards him every day. one minute he hated his guts, one minute he loved him and wanted to marry him forever. sometimes he wondered if gazzy had multiple personalities or some shit, because it was honestly like every time he woke up he was a different person.

after gazzy left, he shrugged and got the rest of his belongings from his locker, he heard some snickering coming from behind him, and whipped his head around to see who was laughing at him.

he faced shayaa and leland, who had stopped laughing as soon as he turned around, the three of them only making awkward eye contact. when omar turned back around, the laughing resumed, along with some comments from the two of them that made it obvious they were laughing at him.

"nigga really got hit with a globe," leland murmured in between chuckles, shayaa just cackling along as the two of them laughed at his misfortune.

yeah, jahseh was definitely going to pay for attacking him for no reason.

omar decided that he wasn't going to spill jahseh's tea in full: he was only going to hint to it, and use the fact that he knows as leverage over jah. he was essentially going to blackmail him, even though he didn't know what he could blackmail him to do, but regardless, he realized that being one of the only ones who knows this secret about him could have it's advantages.

maria and ayleks stood outside of the school, walking through the parking lot together as they watched the now infamous video of omar getting the shit beat out of him by jahseh.

"oh my god, he threw a globe," ayleks gasped as she watched the video, not knowing if she should be horrified or if she should laugh. "jahseh got problems for real for real," 

"lowkey this some shit i would do, if we fighting and i get pulled off of you i'm throwing whatever i can find. a drink, some food, my shoes, a midget, shit, i don't care," maria boasted.

ayleks bursted out laughing at her friend's statement. "girl you crazy, anyways you wanna go hit up jeremiah's and get some ice cream?" 

"yeah i do, it's hot as shit out here," maria concurred, still not used to the florida heat.

the two girls continued to talk some more as they lingered around the parking lot along with other students, some could drive home and were just standing around to talk to friends, some took the bus home, and some got picked up by their parents.

"say slime, i got a question for you real quick." the shorter girl didn't even have to turn her head to know that it was kentrell's annoying ass. 

"what?" ayleks snapped, attitude present in her voice as she rolled her eyes at him.

"so you used to go with michael or mikayla or whatever that nigga name is right? i'm confused, how did y'all fuck? did y'all scissor or some shit? did he use a strap or some shit? i just wanna know," kentrell asked, a group of niggas who were behind him laughing at his inquiry.

ayleks was about to say something about how that really wasn't his business, and he should worry about getting his herp cream on time before cvs closed, but maria already had it covered.