Jasmine's pov
Three days later…
'Momma, love you"
'Love you too, momma"
I leaned forward and kissed his cheek, I ruffled his hair slightly and smiled at him.
We're currently outside Davis's classroom. I adjusted his collar and tucked in his shirt properly.
'Be a good boy, don't fight with your friends.. ok?"
He tilted his head and looked inside his classroom, no, he glared at his classroom.. he scoffed.
'Ok.. what's this face about?" I asked him.
He didn't reply, he just fixed his gaze at a boy sitting behind his (Davis's) desk.
'Promise momma you're not gonna fight him"
He still didn't say anything, he simply collected his lunchbox from me and rushed inside.
I frowned.. what's wrong with this boy these days? He's becoming more rebellious!
His teacher has been complaining abou
