They were at it again, a normal occurrence when the two were in the room together for more than two minutes. “At least I’m not a pet…” This was getting old quick, Laqiya thought tapping her fingernails on her desk trying to complete her social studies homework. It was her worst subject and when she got to it, she needed complete concentration. When she did that, she was lucky to average a B in that class, but on this paper, Laqiya predicted a big red D. “Would you two please stop it?” Laqiya snapped. With a final glare at Chasity Pearl, Nightshield went out the room, probably to sit by the sunny window in the living room since Laqiya’s mother and sisters were gone. “Oh screw it.” Laqiya put the paper in her notebook half done. “What’s the problem?” Chasity Pearl asked. Laqiya rolled her eyes. “Life,” she said leaving the room herself. When Laqiya got to the living room she fell out on the couch and stared at the ceiling. She needed something to do. It was amazing to live in an international city, and yet here she sat bored out of her mind.
