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"want no problems with me"

Besides it being hard enough having to avoid the hormonal monsters that we call teenage boys, the school was getting initiation started.

For the people who live under a rock, or if you're too young— the dictionary meaning for initiation is the action of admitting someone into a secret or obscure society or group, typically with a ritual.

By admitting someone, we mean freshmen. By rituals...it may vary.

Some seniors are lenient, only going as far as making the freshmen lick shit, eat shit (not actual shit— most times) , or wear shit.

Then, theres the horny seniors who'll give the freshmen just the right amount of attention for them to easily take their virginity.

Then theres the bullying: calling names, teasing, ordering around...theres so much more that i cant say because of how wrong it is on so many levels.

So Emori had to try and dodge all of that.

So far shes only been being approached by different boys, her brother probably tried his best for them not to do anything with her but, he only has so much power.

So for most of the school day, she's been rejecting people, too many to count.

She rushed to the bathroom— mostly to avoid the large friendgroup of frat boys that stared at her and her short dress, also surprised that the blonde girl with cool style wasn't storming to the bathroom for longer than an hour.

She pulled down her 'purple floral frill backless lace cami dress', taking a quick selfie since she looked cute with her pink hair slicked back in a puff and lilac hair clips

She fixed the position of her half of the magnetic yin and yang bracelet, the other half with Ash ofcourse.

She hummed holy terrain by fka twigs to herself as she attempted to put her phone back in her purple purse, before hearing a familiar voice ask--

"Am i seeing things or is this the one and only?" a pretty girl in a grey cropped sweater and high wasted pants set with a high swoop ponytail asked, her dimple peeking as she smiled to see the pink haired girl

Emori looked up as she accidentally missed the pocket and dropped her phone, widening her eyes with a grin from ear to ear to see--

"holy shit...Maddy?" she merrily asked, quickly picking her her pink phone up

"...AHHH" the both of them squeeled in unison as they waddled to give each other a huge heartfelt hug

"I MISSED YOU SO SO MUCH" Maddy smiled as she stroked Emori's pink hair, trying not to overreact to the new change

"SO IT WAS YOU" Emori concluded as they held each other, still in disbelief

"IT WAS ME WHAT?" Maddy asked, pulling her ponytail behind her

"I saw you literally hitting the shit out of that door at the party, bitch" she whispered as she giggled

"Bitch, why didn't you greet me?" she asked as they held each other's hands

"I wasn't sure if it was you, im not finna get my ass beat up too" Emori pulled on one of her loose hairs

Maddy and Emori go way back.

They first met during the years that Maddy had her beauty pageants.
Emori's older cousin, Camille— who was 14 at the time, was one of Maddy's pageant colleagues.

The only reason Emori didn't follow in the footsteps of her cousin and join her in pageantry, was because she deeply despised the snobby rich kids that participated in it. 

I mean have you seen 'Toddlers and Tiaras'?

But she loved supporting Camille.

( We see young Emori and Oscar cheering for their performing cousin )

But one thing she didn't enjoy, was always having to put up with the stuck-up bitch of a child— Mia Fitzgerald.

The usual miss perfect: blonde, blue eyed, not very bright, but really stole the trophy for absolute bitch.

Mia screams in agony as she yells "BUT I WAS SUPPOSED TO WIN IM PRETTIER" she nagged as Maddy and Camille stared at the girl with secondhand embarrassment.

Mia had a huge mouth.

"All of you are jealous because i'm gonna win this whole pageant and step on your ugly faces" she bragged as her mother looked down, too embarrassed to speak up

Everyone secretly hated her. Even the judges.

When you look back, Mia was just filled with a fragile ego that was built solely on her 'fittings' in the beauty standard from back then.
That was the only thing keeping them from treating her like the bitch she was

And initially, Emori couldn't care less...until she said this to Camille.

As Camille proudly wore her graciously curly afro...
"Is that what you call pretty?" mia scoffed as Camille stammered, in disbelief

Camille was lucky enough to have Maddy and Emori in the room with her to witness the abuse. apparently it's been going on for months.

"Oh hell nah. We got another racist ass" Emori said is shock

"How about you shut your privilegded white ass up?" Maddy snapped

All the blonde girl did was evilly smirk and stick her tongue out to the girls

Camille tried her hardest not to ruin the makeup, forcing a smile on her face and rolling her eyes.

 
"She got some nerve talking to my cousin like that" the young Emori snapped

"She needs to be put down. Girl, you look gorgeous" Maddy comforted

"You don't want zero problems, big fella!"

[no problem - 2 chains, chance the rapper and lilwayne playing]

At that exact moment, Maddy and Emori made deep eye contact, both with burning rage in their eyes, communicating with their eyes on what was to be done.

The two lightly nodded in unison, before grabbing heavy objects, then leaving the dressing room

They looked for the girl, which was pretty easy since her hair was sprayed into a literal giant egg shape.
Maddy and Emori didn't say what exactly they would do to mia— but they didn't have to.

"YO MIA" Maddy yelled.

The girl cockily turned around, seeing something fly towards her and—

 
[metal thumping on a body]

The girl cried in pain as the hairdryer emori threw at her head fell and hit her open toes.

"You don't want no problems, want no problems with me, bih!"

Maddy widened her eyes, not expecting the seven year old to make that move. Maddy then proceeded to pull on the blonde girls egg hair, the duo dragging her to the lockers.

The girl cried in pain but people ignored it because, kids are always crying there.
Emori proceeded to throw her makeup on her while maddy hit her with a hairbrush she brought with her.

"There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!""

"Don't ever say a word to Camille if you don't wanna get fucked up" Emori's fierce and tiny voice still managed to intimidate the tween. She rolled her eyes the girl wincing as she held her bloody wound.

"Go to hell you fucking racist" Maddy blurted out as they left the girl. They did her favor throwing the girls hair accessories at her.

It was quiet, before they looked at each other, giggling and making fun of her.

"You don't want no problems, want no problems with me" song fades away

They didn't know it yet, but that was the start of a special bond. who knew, having a common enemy is the best way to start a friendship.

Anyways, back to their heartfelt reunion...

"Come here bitch. Ahh-- you're so grown" Maddy said in her ear as they hugged and swayed from side to side. she smiled as she puffed her hair and blushed

"What about you-- you look so good i cant even recognize you" Emori stated as she looked at her cute ass outfit while she jumped on the bathroom vanity table

"Bitch-- you just got shit eyesight" Maddy joined her for a seat "So, hows highschool so far?"

"Its fucking bullshit. Finna beat these highschool movies up for lying to our fucking faces" she admitted as her legs dangled

"I mean-- its not all bad. Cheer's fun...you should really join" Maddy told her, squeezing her hands as she pleaded

"Mmm...i'll think about it" she mocked, cheekily smiling

"Bitch, i will see you there. You got the moves to up the game" Maddy held Emori's hand tightly

"Hmm i guess...but bitch-- im going back to the stu-dio" she sang as she celebrated, "Its been like a year IM SO EXCITED AHH" they both squealed from excitement, echoing throughout the whole bathroom, before a scrawny looking girl caught their attention, staring at the duo with a disgusted look on her face.

They both shared this 'who the fuck do you think you are' stare that could make you question your whole life...

To which both of them stared back, peering at the girl until she got nervous and walked away.

Just like that.

Maddy looked down at Emori's bag to see the dance studio logo as a keychain

"Great to see you still doing dance" she told, smiling and carrying on their interrupted conversation

"Always" she whispered, clapping her destiny white platform slide sandals against her heels.

"Bitch, let me know when you're performing...and why don't you answer your fucking phone— i literally needed a bomb outfit from you this one time" Maddy told her as she playfully pushed her, aggressively getting her phone out.

"Bitch i got a new phone new number" she told her as she dialed her number into her phone, "Let's just stay here i don't feel like passing those fucking frat boys— they scare the shit out of me. Also, initiation is a bitch" she admitted, making Maddy chuckle as the two chilled in the bathroom

Maddy was always like the cool older sister to Emori. Influencing her style, makeup and mindset, nearly everything.

Later, Maddy guarded and accompanied Emori as they walked through the intimidating halls.

She walked to one of the sheets, skimming through the sign up sheet, then hearing a crowd approaching her way.

The two looked behind them to see a bunch of cheerleaders lifting the spirits of the dead halls.

"...At least the uniform isn't absolute shit" she laughed to herself, before shrugging and signing her name with a pink pen

"You wont regret it" she reassured, poking her tongue through her cheeks

"Other than seeing Maddy— it was pretty shit" Emori told Ash over the FaceTime as she packed extra clothes for after practice.

She quickly changed to her dance attire which included a black medium length sports bra and light pink mesh leggings underneath.

Throwing on a mesh cardigan to match as she forced her left foot into her Nike x Dior sneakers.

As her foot fully reached the inside, she immediately shivered and gagged as she felt the cold comfort, before—

"——Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." she continued, taking the shoe off

"What happened?" he flatly asked as he did laundry

"How the fuck is my shoe still wet? It's been--like-- a week" she complained, her audio muffling as it fell from the edge of the bed

"You fucked it up bad" he giggled as he folded the clothing, shaking his head

She threw the wet shoe off, putting it on the balcony floor before putting on her Air Jordan 1 Low 'White Wolf Grey' sneakers she recently got.

"Hurry up with the folding— i'm leaving like right now" she rushed as she raced down the wooden stairs, almost missing a step, before grabbing an ice cold water bottle from the fridge drawer.

She lightly kissed her uncle on the forehead before he could process the urgency as she hopped on one foot to get her other shoe in.

[car hooting]

AUTHORS NOTE + DEDICATIONS:

delcver saanvinarang_01 euphoreallia kisses <33

- MADDYS FINALLY HERE AHH I WAS SO HAPPY WRITING THIS, HOPE YALL LIKE IT

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