Who The Fuck Are You?!

{ Jasmine's POV }

When India slapped Rico everybody was silent except for me and my bestfriend Shay. We were killing ourselves laughing.

I know y'all probably hate me for fucking with India all the time but I really don't give a fuck.

To be honest, I fuck with India because she let's me, plus she's cute as fuck with a fat ass. She got this nerd/bad girl type look which is sexy as fuck.

Anyways let me tell y'all woes about myself.

Y'all should already know my name, Jasmine Centina. I'm 17 years of age. I have a bad temper that I can't control most of the time. I don't do relationships, I just fuck and duck but not just any bitch can have this. I live with my dad and he is the only person I got right now since my mom passed away when I was 14. My dad and his bestfriend run the streets of Huston. So everybody knows who I am and not to fuck with me.

Anyways after all that laughing I had to piss.

Me: Bruh, she smacked you in yo shit.

Rico: Shorty hit hard as fuck.

Rico is a stud and her real name was Ashley but she claims it's to girly for her so she likes to go by Rico.

Me: I bet she do. I gotta go piss so ima see y'all in a minute.

I dapped Rico up and hugged Shay.

Rico: Nigga we got all of the same classes.

Shay nodded in agreement.

Me: Ohh yeah.

I laughed and walked to the bathroom.

When I walked in I heard someone talking. I couldn't see who it was because they had a hat on and their head was down.

I walked into the stall and did my business. Then I walked out and washed my hands.

I looked over to the person who was talking on the phone and saw it was India. She seemed really happy for a person who just got cold water poured all over her.

She got off the phone not realizing I was here and squealed really loud. I jumped and she looked over at me then quickly looked down.

That kinda made me feel a type of way....just the sight of me brought her mood down?

I walked over to her and gave her a hug. She hesitated to hug me back but soon she did. The way she hugged me sent chills through my body. It's like she needed this hug.

After what felt like forever I slowly pulled away and kissed her cheek.

She blushed and looked down at her Vans.

I watched her every move just observing, she's so fucking beautiful. When she realized I was looking at her she blushed again and softly spoke.

India: Why you staring at me like that?

I smirked.

Me: I can't stare?

She looked down and played with her fingers.

India: Why would you wanna stare at me? We hate each other.

Me: Ouch. You hate me ?

India: Well yeah.

Me: Well I don't hate you. Actually I-

I was cut off by someone barging in the bathroom calling my name.  I looked over and saw Shay.

Shay: We have to go to class bae.

She whined.

I looked at India who looked disgusted.

Me: Wait for me at my locker.

Shay: But baeeee!!

She whined again which was starting to annoy me.

Me: What did I say ?

Shay: Fine but hurry up daddy!!

She walked out and I turned to India who wouldn't even look at me now.

I tried to tilt her head so that she was facing me but she snatched her head away.

Me: What's wrong ?

India looked everywhere but at me and didn't speak. It kinda made me mad but I tried to stay calm.

Me: I said what's wrong !

She jumped to the tone of my voice and lowly spoke.

India: Nothing.

She was getting on my nerves now. I brushed past her out the bathroom. I don't have time to play games and shit with her.

I walked to my locker to see Shay standing the looking mad.

Me: What's wrong with you ?

Shay: You was just in there flirting with that dumb bitch.

I didn't say anything.

Shay: But that's fine, Ima just do me.

Jasmine: Calm all that shit down.

Shay: Whatever Jasmine.

She walked away and I watched as her ass jiggled.

Then I started thinking like she is my bestfriend and she had some bomb ass pussy.

I ran after her and grabbed her waist.

Jasmine: Wait Shay...I'm sorry.

She smiled.

Shay: It's okay daddy.

I smirked and she kissed my lips.

{ India/ Afterschool }

I was currently sitting I'm my car just thinking. I'm really confused. Jasmine made me feel a certain way, it's hard to explain.

Woah what the fuck am I saying?

This is Jasmine I'm talking about. The girl who makes my life a living hell. MY BULLY.

I was knocked out of my thoughts from my phone vibrating letting me know I was getting a phone call. It was my dad calling so I answered.

Me: Hello.

Dad: What time you think you gonna be ready ?

Me: I'm ready.

He chuckled.

Dad: Where are you ?

I laughed.

Me: At school sitting in my car, gotta run home to grab some clothes first.

Dad: Alright, I'll pick you up from there rat.

Me: Hey, I am not a rat.

He laughed.

Dad: Get going.

Me: Okay, I'll call you when I'm home.

Dad: Alright. I love you.

Me: I love you too.

I let him hang up then plugged my phone up to the aux cord. I listened to my husband, Bryson Tiller while I drove home.

As I was pulling into the driveway of my house I noticed one of the front windows broken. I turned off my car and took my time getting out.

When I walked in I saw the house was a mess. Things were broken, glass was everywhere, clothes were all over the place, beer bottles were all on the floors and tables.

??: WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU ?!

A man said while he walked towards me.

I stepped back and didn't say anything.

He slapped me with the back of his hand which made me fall to the ground.

??: I SAID WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU ?!

Me: India...

He looked at me and smirked. He unzipped his pants zipper with this evil look on his face.

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