Past Pains ||01||
Disclaimer: I disclaim 'Girls All Around the World' by Lloyd ft. Lil Wayne and 'Milli' by Lil Wayne. I do not own these things listed and I don't know most of the lyrics. And if Club 300 exists, too, I disclaim that, also."It's the way you flip your hair and the stylish clothes
you wear..." Lloyd is awesomely hot. He just so fineee.
I want him to be mineee. But that is like one in a million,
right... Right now I'm driving (in my black dodge charger)
into the parking lot with some jammies on, slippers,
my hair is wrapped up, I got a notebook, and some more
supplies. I'm making my way down the new brick way that
leads to the new baige main building, where my art class
is.
"Hello, Miss Brown." I looked upto see Mr. Furness.
He's always cheesing at me when I come in. Do I send off
a happy vibe that says talk to me? I probably do...
Anyways, I nodded at him and returned a smile. I walked over
to my spot where I saw Shawn. I've known Shawn since
high school, 9th grade, and we've become close friends.
Shawn has a girlfriend and I don't feel that way about
him though, its like... icky.
"Hey what's up, Kassi?" He said enthusiastically. This
is the moron that nags me over my dress code. Whenever
he see me. 'Oh, show some curves, Kassi. Show that ---,
Kassi.' Which translated means wear tighter clothes
that somewhat expose yourself. I wear suits to work
after these classes but they aren't tight, they fit.
"I'm doing good. How about you?" He smiled, expectantly.
We do this everyday. It's a planned routine, more like
an OCD case.
"I'm doing fine. My girlfriend, Gi, wants you to come
with her to the club tonight." He, of course not
asking me to go but more like saying I am, knows that
his girlfriend Gina will stop to no end for me to go
out with her and it had been a while since I last saw
her. More like two months ago which is an eternity to
her. Well, it is an eternity but the only reason I don't
go out is that my sister died about two months ago. I
could say I'm in a bit of a depressed state.
"Alright." I sighed, rolling my eyes and listening to
the lecture of Mr. Furness' lesson.
"Okay, class, today we'll be learning about....."
Yeah, that class took longer than expected.
Next I have Humanitarian Law and Anthropology
you wear..." Lloyd is awesomely hot. He just so fineee.
I want him to be mineee. But that is like one in a million,
right... Right now I'm driving (in my black dodge charger)
into the parking lot with some jammies on, slippers,
my hair is wrapped up, I got a notebook, and some more
supplies. I'm making my way down the new brick way that
leads to the new baige main building, where my art class
is.
"Hello, Miss Brown." I looked upto see Mr. Furness.
He's always cheesing at me when I come in. Do I send off
a happy vibe that says talk to me? I probably do...
Anyways, I nodded at him and returned a smile. I walked over
to my spot where I saw Shawn. I've known Shawn since
high school, 9th grade, and we've become close friends.
Shawn has a girlfriend and I don't feel that way about
him though, its like... icky.
"Hey what's up, Kassi?" He said enthusiastically. This
is the moron that nags me over my dress code. Whenever
he see me. 'Oh, show some curves, Kassi. Show that ---,
Kassi.' Which translated means wear tighter clothes
that somewhat expose yourself. I wear suits to work
after these classes but they aren't tight, they fit.
"I'm doing good. How about you?" He smiled, expectantly.
We do this everyday. It's a planned routine, more like
an OCD case.
"I'm doing fine. My girlfriend, Gi, wants you to come
with her to the club tonight." He, of course not
asking me to go but more like saying I am, knows that
his girlfriend Gina will stop to no end for me to go
out with her and it had been a while since I last saw
her. More like two months ago which is an eternity to
her. Well, it is an eternity but the only reason I don't
go out is that my sister died about two months ago. I
could say I'm in a bit of a depressed state.
"Alright." I sighed, rolling my eyes and listening to
the lecture of Mr. Furness' lesson.
"Okay, class, today we'll be learning about....."
Yeah, that class took longer than expected.
Next I have Humanitarian Law and Anthropology
of Law class. Its all for one goal.
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Later that night...
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After work at the office, I went home and fell
asleep. In deep sleep. I woke up to the sound of
shouting and the banging outside my door. I was more
shocked when I saw Gina, Lucietta, and Jen gathered
there in front of me. Lucietta is Gina's Best Friend and Jen
is my Best Friend Forever. I forgot they would come.
"What... you need to get ready?" She said looking at me
in distress. I never knew my mother was in town. I
thought she was still in New York. Shooot.
Jen looked at me. "No, no, no, no. Let her do it. She's
a big girl. She can get dress by herself, you know?" I
wouldn't be surprised if this girl was my sister from
another mother. Thank the Lord for Jen.
An hour later, I had a red collar shirt, some jean
pants and some black boots and my hair was wrapped up
in a bun. Gina looked at me disapprovingly but
Jen ignored it and dragged me to Gina's car.
"You're such a drag, Kassidy. Why don't you dress
hotter? I mean you could pull the word hot off if you
actually did it." Oh, let me tell you. Gina was way worse
than Shawn. She gave lectures that lasted for hours
and if I said days I would be exaggerating.
"Leave her alone. She looks okay the way she is,"
Lucietta interfered. The word okay was a comfortable
word for me. Not the words, hot, sexy or fine.
"That's just it, she looks okay not fabulous, not
glamorous." Hello, I'm not fabulous or
glamorous. And if Iwas people would think just
that of me. I'm not for that. I do the suits, not
Gucci, maybe Gucci suits, but not Gucci. In a few
minutes we were in front of Club 300. Club 300. It was
nice but it was always crowded.
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Later that night...
.....
.....
.....
After work at the office, I went home and fell
asleep. In deep sleep. I woke up to the sound of
shouting and the banging outside my door. I was more
shocked when I saw Gina, Lucietta, and Jen gathered
there in front of me. Lucietta is Gina's Best Friend and Jen
is my Best Friend Forever. I forgot they would come.
"What... you need to get ready?" She said looking at me
in distress. I never knew my mother was in town. I
thought she was still in New York. Shooot.
Jen looked at me. "No, no, no, no. Let her do it. She's
a big girl. She can get dress by herself, you know?" I
wouldn't be surprised if this girl was my sister from
another mother. Thank the Lord for Jen.
An hour later, I had a red collar shirt, some jean
pants and some black boots and my hair was wrapped up
in a bun. Gina looked at me disapprovingly but
Jen ignored it and dragged me to Gina's car.
"You're such a drag, Kassidy. Why don't you dress
hotter? I mean you could pull the word hot off if you
actually did it." Oh, let me tell you. Gina was way worse
than Shawn. She gave lectures that lasted for hours
and if I said days I would be exaggerating.
"Leave her alone. She looks okay the way she is,"
Lucietta interfered. The word okay was a comfortable
word for me. Not the words, hot, sexy or fine.
"That's just it, she looks okay not fabulous, not
glamorous." Hello, I'm not fabulous or
glamorous. And if Iwas people would think just
that of me. I'm not for that. I do the suits, not
Gucci, maybe Gucci suits, but not Gucci. In a few
minutes we were in front of Club 300. Club 300. It was
nice but it was always crowded.
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