Kim

                                    

                                          
Nicki
Did she literally just say that, I feel like my heart is about to explode right now.
The butterflies in my stomach are literally going crazy.
It's official I have a crush on Beyoncé Giselle Knowles.
'But she'll never like someone like you' said the voice in my head.
I know she wouldn't ever like someone like me, why do I even bother.
"Come on let's go inside." she then said after awhile.
I nodded before we then went in seeing that the teacher hadn't even come yet, Kelly and Rihanna weren't in this class with us, so it was just I and Beyoncé.
We decided to sit at the back, from my peripheral vision I could see Kim already looking at me and she looked mad, she had a sinister smirk on her face which made me shrink inside.
Before I could dwell on it much the teacher walked inside and then the class had started, me just focusing on what he was teaching and drowning out any other background noise.








4th period.
The class before lunch I didn't have it with any of my friends, my anxiety kept rising as I took slow steps towards the class, maybe it won't be that bad and I'll make a new friend, I kept trying to tell myself.
When I walked in I saw an empty seat at the back and decided to seat there as to not draw attention towards myself.
A few minutes into the lesson and Kim walks into the class with her little minions trailing behind her.
"You're late." Our teacher Mr.elba said when they all walked inside being a total number of about three.
"I know." she shrugged walking and taking a seat next to mine while her minions sat in the seat behind her.
"Hey." she said smiling fakely in my direction.
I felt my anxiety rise, but I just decided to ignore her and focus on the lesson but I was finding that really had to do as she kept kicking my leg underneath the table and making obnoxious jokes with her friends which was really distracting.
After awhile a paper was slid on my desk and I looked at the reading the words written on it in a barely legible handwriting.
—Watch your back in this school, cause your on my hit list
xoxo your worst nightmare🔪
Then there was a poorly drawn knife attached to it.
Very childish if I do say so myself, but that didn't stop me from feeling anxious suddenly I found it really hard to breathe, so I asked the teacher if I could leave the class more like wrote it on a piece of paper and showed him.
All the teachers know about my little speaking problem so they are not confused when I don't talk.
When I got to the restroom, I tried to calm myself and do my breathing exercises when the door flung open and in came walking the last person I wanted to see.
Kimberly fucking Kardashian.









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Sorry y'all, I was supposed to update this yesterday but my phone was acting up, hopefully you liked the chapter.
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