Ghetto

Chapter #2 Ghetto

   Where theres bad theres good you just have to find where the good is within that bad-Ori

***2 Months Later***

  I have been in this park for 2 months i bought my self a deodorant and i bought me 5 bars of soap i take bathes at a shelter and come back here as for food i be starving you would think 1.800 would last.but no. I was on my daily bench about to go to sleep when i heard gun shots and saw this guy running he was hella tall to he stopped and looked both ways before he hid behind this bush i heard other voices coming toward this way.

I started packing my stuff and hid in the bushes to.i wasnt about to die fuck you thought.5min later i look out to check i saw nothing i went back to my bench."They gone now".i said taking out my blanket.i heard noises behind my back."Thank you for not snitching".he said brushing his self off."You good like always snitches get stitches".i said with a shrug.

"You right,but aye whats yo name".he asked my eyes furrowed in confusion as to why he wants to know my name."Why you want to know".i asked a tru bish got major trust issues."Just asking but ma name rico".he said."I know when i saw you you looked crazy.but my name is G".i said lieing but ima call my self that because im in the ghetto from ghetto.he nodded."I kno dhat aint yo name but ill see you around later".he said he took off runing.

I had to move from my location cause first off.he lookes like trouble second off i see to fuckin tall figures comeing my way i got my blanket and bookbag and began walking to another park.you would think people would help a gurl off the streets but nah.this the ghetto its like a regular thing to them. I walked to the other park and layed down on the hard cold bench today was cold to cold this fuckin miami damm.well i guess this the time to fully intro duce my self.

My real name is Queen Maria Rodriguez.When I got in the foster home i was 12. I am now 14.i started to get rape on the day of my bday when shantel my foster mother son dontae came to visit witch turned into a stay when he saw me.i was bullied at the foster care.due to be thighs and big booty and that shit big i saw woman with my booty at my age imagine when i grow older oh lawdd no!. I have 700 bucks left and im going to public for a job because they pay more than the rest.

I have eyes that change colors i am spanish behamian and white and black and indian i have black hair im 4'11 i am brown skinded. I guess youre wondering wheres my father.my father is a potential drug lord that got arrested he stayed in there for 3 years.but when he got out i was already in the foster home before this day happend i went to my moma home to find out she is dead do to over dose of drugs.sad rite?.not really well thats enough about see yah.

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***********2:00 In The AfterNoon************

I woke up to the sound of playing i groaned.i started to pack up my stuff heading to the shelter as i was walking i had some guys trying to get with me i ignored all them.

I am now up town due to busses i still got 650 left and this messy bun is way over due.i already took my bath from the shelter and teeth yes i was not about to stay with yellow teeth.and smile infront of the people that are suppose to give me a job what do i look like.

I am now at carol market i went in the jewlery store i got some silver hoopes and bangles and one neckles they all cost a total of $3.00,647 left.now for clothes.i went to a clothing store i grabbed some high waisted pants and a tupac shirt.people were staring as if can i afford this shit hmph.dont judge a book by its cover because, niqqah you never know.

I went to the cashier."$50.00 ma'am".he said as if i can afford it sarcastically i am a highly smart gurl street and book,book because i read allot and go to the library i love math tho.i went to the bathroom and changed now for my shoes.i went in the shoe store and got me some white open toe sandals.

I went to go get my hair done and sat down.waiting.then i felt soneone else sit down by me i turn to see a dread headed guy.! He was fine tbh he had allot of tattos mm mmm.i must of been looking to hard.cuh he turned around and i faced back at the people doing hair.he chuckled and i continued looking around.

"hey".he said.i looked around.

"i ment you ma".he said chuckling.i nodded my head and turned back.oh and i forgot to tell yall i am 16 i been in foster care for 4 years.

"Aye whatcho name is trapa".he said with a deep voice.

"G".i said not looking at him.he was about to speak but the woman called me to come get my hair done.i went up to her."Can i have a blow out and then it straighten not relaxed nor perm".i said in a warning tone."Okay ma".she said smiling i nodded my head.as men walked by i got lustful looks and them sizing me up.i ignored all of it.niqqahs is trouble i know that by first hand.

She was finally done with my hair i stood up looking in the mirror it was long and beautiful.i ran my hand thruu it."how much and thank you so much ma'am".i asked."Its all good ma,and its 50".she said.i handed her the money i was walking when i felt someone grabed my hand.i swung my other hand who eva  touched me got fucked up."Dam G".the dread head boii said.

"boii dont be grabing on someone you  dont know like that".i said looking at him taking my hand away.

"Tru,but aye can i get cho numba".he said holding his face.

"i got no phone,there touble" i said sighing in frustration i dont like to be bothered i am not a people person.

"Well when can i meet chu again".he asked he look disapointed.

"Hmm,how about no where".with that i walked to go get my nails done.

I had got my nails red and white i have exactly.400 left.rite about now.i just got off the buss i walked into public's i got a few muggs then i walked to one of the workers."Hi ma'am where do i go to apply for a job here".i said with the best manners i can apply.

"Oh come follow me young lady ill show you".i nodded my head."Thank you".i said.i followed her until we stopped at this door.the old woman she looked about in her early 40's."Come in we heard from the other side of the door".she walked in."Trey this nice yung lady wants to register".she said steppng aside so he can see me he looked yung in his late 20's i should say.he looked rel handsome.

He stood up he was hella tall like 6'3.he stook out his hand i took it and shook it with a small  smile.

"So tell me miss.."queen".i said."Miss queen why would you like to work here".he asked.ima keep it real."Uhh to get money..like everyone else if you want me to not sugar code it".i said being brutally honest.he chuckled."True,i like youre atittude you got the job".he said causing me to smile.

"Thank you sir".he nodded. I walked out..i went and bought me some chips.and gader rade.i began walking.

I walked down the streets i saw this abandon house and i looked at the back yard i saw a bench i grabbed my bookbag and my 9.laying down in the bench chair and fell asleep.