Ghetto Tendencies REMAKE

55: {FALL TALENT}

41st saturday
BROOKLYN JASIAH ALI - 16

Me and Sy's family filled up a row in the theater. We all got settled as the stage was getting finalized. We were here to see Ten, Zoey, Isabella, and Manaseas.

"This ain't know performing arts school. Don't know why they doing all this." Mike complained about them trying to set up the big red curtain.

"Just some' sweet for the kids." Eliana calmed. The first person to come on the stage was a small boy with a violin.

"Damn, he lowkey going hard." Robert hyped, "I'm Zavier, this is my beatbox string." The little boy added to his introduction.

He went real fast then slowed it down, people was getting hype to it. "Oh shit, this turnt." Shea got up and twerked.

"Sit yo ass down, you know where all that ass shaking got you." Mike pushed her. "Y'all making so much damn noise." Mila stressed.

"We gone get kicked out." D' followed up. I just played in Sy' hair, it was so many people here and I was feeling a little stressed.

The little boy finished and we clapped. After a group of cheerleaders, two singers, and three dance groups went finally it was Zoey and Isabella turn.

Sy' stood up and so did all his other family including me. "Purrr." Shea called out. "We do this shit! MA'TEA!" Mike shouted. "My babies on go." Eliana gloated. "Best in the building." Robert clapped the loudest.

"Let's go the baddest bitches in the spot." Shea recorded them.
"Bounce ya' booty like a basketball, if you ain't gotta booty don't bounce it at all." They walked back and forth on the stage, singing prettily into the mic.

"I say you ugly, I'm lying, you pretty, I'm jealous. It's weird, you're scared, I'll fight you, it's on sight." Isabella sung her little verse.

"Oh my God they is doing so horrible." RJ hide his eyes with his hands. I was trying not the laugh along with the rest of us.

"Say my hair done, it's laid, you want me, I slay. I'm better than your next and your past. Hard to ignore, so don't. I'm Zoey, go dumb." The theater cracked up at her verse.

She flicked us all off.

"Bound ya' booth like a basketball, if you ain't gotta booty don't bounce it at all." The ended out there performance how they started it.

"They won period." We all clapped.

After a magician and push up boy Trenten walked upon the stage, "my brother, you already know what's going on!" Robert called out with his hands surrounding his mouth.

This boy act was a good thirty seconds and all he did was moon walk like Micheal Jackson, "okay I hopped y'all liked it, bye." He waved. Ten percent of the people in the theater got up and left.

"For the act performing, the Thanos Dancers." Came out three people, all different heights in Thanos customers. They did hip hop dancing.

Sylas got up from his seat and moved on my lap. Twelve more people went and Sylas got to dozing off. I had to wake him up for Manaseas part.

"And for this finial act, the performer is going to stay behind the curtain. The talented act of sounding like Kevin Gates." Was announced over the loud speakers.

"Go Manman!" Robert shouted out. Manaseas weakly cleared his throat near the mic.

"Thanks Robert." His little voice echoed through the theater.

"Bitch I'm a big gangsta, I turn around with that foreign love. Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of em just sold it all. Surrounded by the angels, diamonds on when I'm talking love. She wanna be my lil baby but I'm afraid to fall in love." He made his voice a tiny bit deeper and added a lil accent to it.