Got into a fight with a girl named Phillis in 6th grade in the lunch room. Well it wasn't even a fight, more of a short scuffle, but her tall ass rushed me after I called her a roody poo (which came after she said something slick towards me) and I tripped backwards onto the table and it made a loud noise. shyt lasted no longer than 5 seconds before some school workers carried us away but we both got sent to the office for fighting.
On my way to the office, I was laughing it off like this bytch really jumped on me
but I was more concerned about getting in trouble for fighting than anything else. I wasn't even really thinking about who saw what and how it looked.
But by the time I got sent back to my next class, 4th period english, everyone in the class was looking at me like
or
when I came through the door like 30 minutes late. I walked in the class like
and handed the teacher my lil late pass, and his bytch ass was like "late for fighting?
" cuz I was one of his best students and kids started snickering and someone whispered "for getting his ass whooped by a girl" which promoted class wide hollering
. Even the people that weren't in the lunch room heard what happened but by the time the shyt got spread around like a game of telephone, the story was that Phillis had body slammed me on the table like wwf
Even when I got on the bus that day my best friend was like "you alright? I heard that bytch rock bottomed you and they carried you out on a stretcher
" and I was like "nikka if I was hurt would I be standing here
"
Next day at school, I saw her looking at me in the hallway like
nikkas were on some "it's okay if you scared to go to lunch, we understand
" and some were like "you know you have to beat her ass now
" but everytime I tried to explain that I didn't get whooped, the shyt lasted 2 seconds, I tripped, I wasn't about to fight no girl, the shyt just came out like
Someone even wrote about that shyt in my yearbook like 3 months later