canât be without each other.â
Brenda kept taunting them the entire ride. Cheryl was beginning to get very irritated.
Shaun could see Cheryl was getting upset, so he leaned into her shoulder and whispered in her ear.
âDonât even listen to them. Just ignore them.â
Then someone started throwing paper.
Dee stood up and turned around.
âWhoever is throwing paper, better stop!â
The back of the bus started laughing and as soon as she sat down, they started throwing paper again. This time Cheryl stood up.
âI guess someone canât hear! Stop throwing the damn paper!â she yelled over the roar of the bus. She looked at Brenda with squinted eyes.
âDonât be looking over here!â Brenda yelled.
âI wouldnât want to go blindâ Cheryl shouted back. The bus was laughing hysterically at this point.
âBitch, sit your bald-headed ass down!â Brenda screamed.
âAt least itâs my own hair, and not some horseâs tail all twisted, tangled, and dry!â Cheryl shouted back.
The bus let out a collective, Ooohh.
âGirl, obviously you donât know who you are messing with,â Brenda said, while walking up towards the row of seats that Cheryl occupied.
âSure I do. A little girl who doesnât know her place and is always in grown folkâs bizness,â she replied while trying to squeeze past Shaun, but he wasnât going to move.
âSit down!â the bus driver said while looking in his long bus mirror.
âYou lucky!â Brenda said, as she waddled back to her seat. Her short round shape made it easier for her to maneuver around a moving bus.
âNaw bitch! You the lucky one!â Cheryl screamed back.âYou were about to get embarrassed!â
âBabe, sit down,â Shaun said, while pulling her arm. âDonât worry about her.â
âYeah Shaun, it ainât me she should be worried about, is it?â Brenda shouted.
âShut the fuck up Brenda!â Shaun shouted, and miraculously she didnât say another word.
As the bus pulled into Cherylâs development, the bus got louder and louder.
âTake my books,â Cheryl told Dee as she pushed them into her friends hands.
âGirl, donât trip. Just ignore her. If she wanted to fight, yâall would have already been fighting.â
âListen to Dee,â Shaun said. âJust let it go.â
âLet it go?â Cheryl asked, âAfter she done already embarrassed me? If she comes up to me, I ainât backing down and she better be prepared to get her ass thoroughly kicked.â
The bus came to a stop and everyone started getting off. Brenda got up and made her way toward the front of the bus. Shaun wouldnât let Cheryl through, so she just stood there waiting.
Brenda had the advantage and took full use of it. She walked up to her and slapped Cheryl as hard as she could. She then grabbed Cheryl by the hair and pulled her hard enough so that she fell in the aisle and jumped on top of her and started swinging. Cheryl struggled to get to her feet but it was no use. Brenda kept swinging and Cheryl was on the losing end of this girl fight. She tried blocking Brendaâs fast moving fists but being on the bottom of the fight was not the best place to be.
Suddenly Brenda was being pulled off of Cheryl by someone and being dragged off of the bus. Cheryl got to her feet and was in a daze. Her eye hurt but her pride was hurt more. Her anger overtook her and she came off the bus and went straight for Brenda. They came together like two angry dogs on the sidewalk. When someone finally pulled them apart, Cheryl had a torn shirt, a bloody lip andscratches on her face.
âCome on here, girl!â Dee said, as she pulled Cheryl towards her house.
âHow could you get in a fight, after I told you to let it go?â Shaun said as he pulled her to a stop and was in her face like he was going to