Welcome to Midland, a nice quaint mid-sized city in the heart of America. Housewives and blue collar workers, a few big buildings to gaze at, and the few opulent citizens make Midland the very picture of suburbia. The people of Midland are its greatest asset and today we will look in on 18 year old Naomi Tagama, a studious young woman with a very interesting story indeed...
"Damn it!" Exclaimed the young Asian girl as she slammed her books into the lunchroom table.
"What's your malfunction Omi?"
"Yeah what crawled up your ass?"
Gazing at her friends Daisy and Jenna respectively, Naomi almost couldn't resist the temptation to lash out and berate her friends for not taking her mini-tantrum seriously enough. Cooley she sat down as they giggled at their jokes and the furious face their petit Asian friend was making.
"Oh my god she's gonna blow up, look she's turning read like a volcano," said Jenna as she nudged Daisy in the arm with her elbow.
Realizing the seriousness of the situation Daisy ignored her amused friend and approached Naomi across the table with a sincere thought-felt question.
"Naomi babe what's wrong really, you look mad enough to burst a blood vessel."
"That ass hole Mr. Nobles refuses to round my grade up. I have an eighty-nine point five but he says that it's not in his policy to round and shit. I hate him! He's a pervert and I swear my grades rise and fall with what I wear in that damn class. He constantly stares at me. He's really fucking up my program, I have a perfect four point 0 and I'm not going to let him take it from me that easy, clearly he doesn't know who he's fucking with."
Astounded at the rolling exclamation laid upon them the two friends stared at Naomi perplexed until finally Jenna asked, "So what are you going to do? If it's not in his policy to round he doesn't have to Omi."
"Yeah sounds like you're S.O.L. babe," agreed Daisy.
"Yeah, I know, but I got two periods to figure this out I will not let that bastard ruin my graduation."
With that Naomi got up from the table and gathered her things and left the lunchroom to concoct a plan to get a rise out of Mr. Nobles...
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