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Darling Nikki (Part 1)

Here's Part 1. 
My name is Nicole , And this is my first story !

â??Nicole Davids.â? Ms. Jones called out. I sighed and raised my hand. â??Here as usual.â? I spoke sitting back in my chair. Detention, once again. I swear I came to this room

so much I might as well bring a fucking pillow. Sorry, how rude of me. My name is Nicole Davids and Iâ??m sixteen years old. Trouble always finds
me no matter what I do. Especially in school. But I found

the more I got in trouble the more popular I became. I wasnâ??t known for being a good student, or being on the cheerleading team, or even having a good since of fashion. I was the bad ass.

I was the girl youâ??d see ripping some other girlâ??s hair out in the hallways. Apparently this was amusing because after I decided not to take shit from anybody, everyone was kissing my ass.

â??What did you do this time?â? Ms. Jones asked shaking her head.

â??I swear it wasnâ??t my fault this time.â? I defended myself. Of course it wasnâ??t your fault. Itâ??s everybody else.â? She said this as sarcastic as possible. â??Exactlyâ? I

replied with a bright smile. I couldnâ??t believe I had to sit in here after school. Itâ??s bad enough I have to go during school hours.

It was all Ms. Haleâ??s fault. If only the old as hag didnâ??t open her fucking mouth. I could see the scenario playing in my head.
I sat in class doodling in my notebook as usual.

â??Ms. Davids!â? The teacher yelled making me jump.

â??What!â? I yelled back becoming irritated.

â??Are you writing down notes like I assigned you to?â? She asked already knowing the answer. I didnâ??t reply. I never answered dumb ass questions.

â??Youâ??re doodling!â? She exclaimed as if it was a big deal.

â??No shit Sherlock.â? I responded making the class giggle.

â??When are you going to learn that life isnâ??t some game?â? She asked as if she was disappointed.

â??Are you done yet?â? I asked attending back to my doodle.

â??I understand that your father passing away has you bitter but that is no excuse. You need a personality check!â? She yelled at me making me irritated.

â??And you need dick!â? I screamed back only realizing what I said after the fact. The class went into an up roar and I knew what she was going to say next.

â??Detention!â? She yelled pointing towards the door.

â??Shit!â? I exclaimed grabbing my things and getting up.

â??Alright youâ??ve done your time.â? Ms. Jones spoke snapping me out of my thoughts.

â??Same time Monday.â? I spoke knowing that I was going to get in trouble again.

â??I hope notâ? She spoke as if that was really going to happen. Iâ??d been to detention so much they might as well have put it on my schedule.

â??Hey momâ? I said blandly as I walked towards the steps. I didnâ??t want to talk to her and Iâ??m ssure she didnâ??t want to talk to me.

â??Come back down these stairs this instant!â? I guess I was wrong. I sighed and came back down the stairs lazily.

â??Now your principle has called and told me that you have been put in detention once again!â? My mother yelled.

â??It wasnâ??t my fault ma I swear! Ms. Hale said something about dad!â? I defended myself knowing that there was no point.

â??Thereâ??s always an excuse Nicole. The world is not out to get you. Iâ??m tired of this. You have been expelled from how many schools?!â? She asked knowing the answer. She just always liked to hear me say it.

â??Threeâ? I mumbled.

â??Three fucking schools Nicole! Now I understand that you miss your father but I have news for you. This behavior is not going to bring him back! We have to move forward!â? How

dare she say that? My emotions started to get the best of me and I began to breathe heavily.
â??Oh so I should use your technique right?! Fuck anything

that can move to fill the emptiness. Sorry that I canâ??t be as perfect as you!â? With that I stormed out of the house and stormed down the street. I pulled a cigarette out of my bag and lit it. A habit I had formed a year ago.

I sat on a nearby bus bench and took a drag watching the burning orange light grow brighter. Before exhaling I

leaned back. I blew the smoke into the air and then closed my eyes. Thatâ??s until I heard a copâ??s siren in the distance.

â??Fuckâ? I said to myself. The cop drove passed me and sadly it was a familiar face.

â??Are you smoking Nicole?â? Officer Thomas asked the obvious.

â??No sir, Iâ??m biting on a pencil.â? I replied taking another drag.

â??You know Iâ??m going to have to take you back home.â? He spoke as if I didnâ??t already know the routine.

â??Iâ??m not going home sir but thanks for the suggestion.â? He laughed at this and I took another drag.

â??Then youâ??ll have to go to jail.â? He turned his car off and took his seatbelt off as well.

â??Sure thing, but youâ??re gonna have to catch me first.â? I had to go out with a bang right? I put the cigarette out

on the bench and stuffed it in my pocket. In one swift move I was running down the street towards an ally. I knew all of the runaway spots. I ran into the ally and climbed over a fence into someoneâ??s yard.

I could hear Officer Thomas yelling after me. After a while of running through yards I cut to the front. Running towards an open street. As soon as I reached the corner a cop car blocked me.

â??Shit!â? I exclaimed changing directions. But soon another cop car was at the other end of the street. As soon as I looked towards the ally Officer Thomas came out huffing and puffing.

â??Did you guys miss me?â? I asked putting my hands behind my head. I got down on my knees and placed my head on the pavement. The neighbors begin to come outside. Iâ??m glad I was able to entertain.

The cops took me to jail and I was put in a cell. I sat on the bench and stared down at my hands. It was only a matter of time before my mother came and bailed me out.

But hours went by and she didnâ??t come. I had the idea in my head that she was trying to teach me a lesson. At first I tried to act as if I didnâ??t care but once reality began to set in I broke down.

My mother wasnâ??t coming. She had given up on me. It was well into the night. About four oâ??clock in the morning. Tears dropped onto the piss stained cement floor. The only

person I had left abandoned me. I had truly screwed up this time. But maybe I could fill her up with empty promises as I usually did after getting out of jail.

Saying shit like Iâ??ll change my ways. Iâ??ll attend school every day, knowing damn well that I wasnâ??t. I was probably the reason she was so promiscuous. I blamed myself for everything. Soon I fell asleep and even still tears fell. I was all alone.

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