Arizona. When you first see the name, you’d think it is a nice and maybe even a unique name. But when I pronounce it how it is supposed to be pronounced, all of a sudden, it is ghetto and ratchet. I ain’t ratchet fo’ one thing! But I even know I do have the tendency to be a little ghetto.
Whatever about that. Now let’s talk about who I met in the bathroom. See, what had happened was, I didn’t want to take that quiz up in Mr. Doe’s class. So I took the pass and went to the bathroom. Then I saw her. I know it sound a lil’ crazy, but oh...my God. Fo’ one thing, she was fine! She had them curves and that fluffy tail. Them eyes. That hair. DAT ASS. Second, she was ‘bout to kill hu’self! I was like ‘Gurl, you bet not do that!’ But I didn’t say that tho. I went ovah and smacked whatever the hell was in her hand! And guess what. They were pills! I didn’t know if she was a druggie or what, but she was cryin’ so I figured she was depressed and was gon’ to kill hu’self or somethin’.
So, you know me. I’m nosey. I tell her to sit that ass down and asked her why she was ‘bout to do that and she ain’t want to tell me. I don’ blame her, like she don’t know me like that. Then I saw her crying. I didn’t think such a pretty girl should be cryin’ like that. So I wiped her tears and shit and told her so. Jus’ when I was ‘bout to work my magic, the principal office called fo’ me. The least they coulda done was at least pronounce my name right. I swe’r they be doin’ that on purpose!
So anyways, I had to leave and go to the principal’s office. I was mad tho, I ain’t even get her name or nothin’! I hope I get to see her again…heh, I kno’ I will, I have that feel- OHGODDAMIT.