asia+short+story

As i was walking down the hallway, Leslie came up to me and just started screaming at me and coming out her face. She asked me, "do you have a problem with me?"

I said, "yes i do. What are you gonna do about it?" Leslie goes on and on talking so much shit. I was ready to blackout on her and just snuff her, but I let it go for a while. And then (PING) the question I've been feening to ask her popped in to my head. "Leslie do you mess with Elliot?"

She replied, "yes," with a nasty look on her face.

I asked her, "how long have you been messing around with him?"

"For 2 months."

"Oh. Do you know how long I've been messing with him for?  On and off for like a year. And he Still runs back to me and tells me he loves me."

This girl Leslie is from a crew in compost where its like 1 avenue and 1 block away from my old block. Her crew is called The D.A.F Girls. I don't have a crew, I just have a whole bunch of friends. Anyways back to the first part of the story. So as I told her about me and my Ex Leslie had that sick look on her face. As i was walking trying to get to class to do my work, Leslie goes ahead and says, "oh but he calls you a hoe and a slide behind your back."

"HA!" I laughed. " He only calls me that when i disrespect him or when he's mad at me. So bang bang bitch!"

"Well he's right you are a hoe!"

So I stopped, turned around, smacked her with my cup, and poured all my soda on her. That when we pushed each other in the room. I slammed her on the desk then picked her up and slammed her into the door. It felt like we were fighting forever. Her hair was wrapped around my hand and my hair was wrapped around hers. I was punching her in her face with my free hand, while she was punching me on the top of my head. I pushed her into the chalk board and that's the teachers came in. There were 4-5 teachers trying to break us up. Bobby was pulling Leslie away and trying to separate us by holding his hands apart. Corey was pulling me from the back, trying to yank me from her. Scott was trying to get our hands apart.

I kept thinking, "if she lets go of my hair, I'll let go of hers," and finally I did let go, but she didn't let go of mine. Eventually she let go and then she pushed forward and tried to kick me in my face, but she didn't.