Rich to Ghetto?

Quickly appourching.

The weekend starts tomorrow, its only been a week since i lived here but i cant wait for the weekend to beign. I plan on trying to go to Emilys house on Saturday and maybe go watch the guys play on Saturday, whatever we do it will be fun just to hang out with a girl for once. School is going good and the kids are nice but i cant help but feel out of place its odd not cheering or having pratice, my life feels incomplete since i moved here, i never realized a divorce could change a childs life so much. Today in English Thomas asked me if i would go to a house party with him and some of the Carter brothers i feel a wave of nervousness but then agree. Once we get home from school Malik and Trevon are in my room helping me pick out what to wear, this is my first house party since i've lived here. When i pick what im wearing i just grab a pink pair of bobs and Malik shakes his head, you are not wearing bobs to this party lol heels or jordans i have a pair that will match and fit.  i laugh. fine but i gotta go to my make-up and hair i will be ready in 45 mins. Malik laughs as Trevon walks outta the room and stand up as well "dont think i could watch ya change could i?" i laugh and put my hand on his chest "i dont think so." then i push him out of my room with a smile as i shut the door he looks down at me and opens the door just sightly. We lock eyes with each other and both lean in for a kiss then i shut the door."i better get ready"

As we walk in to the party Thomas see's me and hugs me whats up white girl? i roll my eyes and smile as i glance around the party "nothing much black guy." Malik and Thomas laugh deeply "Black guy? nah Briley that doesnt sound right its niggah." i looked astonished i am not saying that word! Thomas then puts his hand on the middle of my back lets get a drink instead of standing in the door way. i fallow him and glance back at Malik slightly disappointed it felt like we were flirting and really hitting it off but now hes just standing back why does this guy have to confuse me so bad. When Thomas is grabbing a beer out of the fridge i glance over to see a white boy yelling "Tho-mass!!!" Thomas then looks over to his left "Yo Wes whats good?" he then does a hand shake with him and looks over at me. "oh ya man this is Briley, she staying at the Carters." i smile and give a shy wave. Wes's eyes open a bit wider. "yo man she white" then he stops and looks at me "im sorry you just dont see lots of white people round here, my foster focks live down the street thats why i'm here.. but i dont think i'll be here much longer" he now says more towards Thomas "The foster focks are getting more feed up with me i got suspended from school last week for smoking on the property.. and the Man i live with got mad and hit me so hard i feel down the basement stairs. i dont know how they got approved for foster care anyway." he then gives a fant half crooked smile thomas frowns slighty "im sorry dog it be like that sometimes though aint shit we can do bout it. good thing you only got 2 years left in the foster care system." i look around awkwardly and see amy i tap Thomas hey, im gonna go talk to amy i'll catch you later. As i get over there amy smiles "Hey nice to see you made it, not so nice to see who with thou girl you can do better. by the way this is Gina" i smile and wave and the beautiful girl standing in front of me "im Briley or as everyone calls me snowflake or whie girl." she laughs. "at least you know your place." i give amy a shy look. "im so just kidding Briley." i laugh and Amy jumps up and down "ohh girl this is my jam lets go dance, she grabs me and Gina and starts dancing.

When the party dies down i look for Malik, when i find him he's kissing some girl. i know it shouldnt make me mad but it does! For heaven sakes he almost kissed me earlier Gahhh why do i even care. as i stand there and watch wes comes and taps me on the shoulder. "Hey barbie wanna give me them digits?" i turn around "I dont know Wes." he grabs me by the hips and smiles down at me "Ahh come on baby we could chill sometime, must be kinda weird being the only white kid." i smile "well i guess so" i write my number on his arm text me sometime "but i dont mind being the only white kid, thou it would be nice seeing you sometime" He smiles "well baby if i get kicked outta this foster care i dont know where im gonna go..maybe it will be close to you maybe not" i nod.. for some reason he comes off as a jerk but yet sweet this friendship will be very interesting. When he walks away i go and tap on Malik shoulder "hey we should probally get going home." malik nods and kisses the girl he's on th couch. "i'll be calling you later" he winks toward the ugly stranger. When we get out to the street i ask for the keys hes been drinking and im not going to get in the car with a drunk driver. "fine by me" when we get in the car and pull away we see red and blue flashing lights in the background. I have only pulled away theres nothing i could have done yet, ive never got a ticket in my life. when i pull over the cops stops and The house party we were just at. i look around and toward Malik then see many kids running out of the house. Malik looks at me very seriously and says "Briley lets get the f**k outta hear its only gonna get bad. Kids are gonna try getting in this car" Thats all he has to say before kids start running toward our car and i press on the gas quickly and drive away. as we get closer to the house i look at malik who's asleep and frown slighty. i mumble under my breath. "i wish this night would have brought us closer" then look back over to malik who seems not to have moved a inch. as i pull up to the house i get out of the drivers side and walk over and open his door. "malik wake up. We have to get inside before someone sees us" he gets out of the car clearly still intoxicated and sleepy. "Briley i like you" he says giving me a sloppy kiss.