Hold on we're going home
I got my eyes on you, you're everything that I see,
I want your heart loving emotion, Endlessly,
I can't get over you, you left your mark on me,
I want your hear loving nemotion, Endlessly,
Cause you're a good girl and you know it,
You act so different around me,
Cause you're a good girl and you know it,
I know exactly who you could be,
Just hold on were were going home,
Its hard to do these things alone,
Just hold on we're going home.
-Hold on (were going home) Drake & Majid Jordan
"Bye Iggy" I shouted as I exited the café. Iggy Azalea has been my friend for months and we were like friends that had known each other for years. I loved her like a sister. So did she even though she would never call me by my real or nic name. She calls me hotshit, fineass, bigass, N-O. I shook my had as I walked on the pedestrian pavement.
I passed a young girl maybe 16 in ragged clothes exposing almost too much. I stopped by her as she sat on the garbage bags. "What is the problem darling ? " I asked a concerned. As a woman I didn't like what I was seeing. She sniffed, "My aunty kicked me out " she sobbed, "sh-she s-ai-d if I didn't *sniff* improve i-in m-my grades next t-time sh-shed put me out for good,. But she never gives me money to buy my books and I'm graduaring from high school this year". Wicked woman I said to myself.
I went in my pocket than pulled out my wallet and checked. I had $377 in total. I grabbed $250 dollars in fifties. "Here" I said handing the money to her, "I don't live here so this all I could do. Hope it is enough for your education. Do good and use the money wisely. I may just be there at your graduation." Her mouth opened and closed like a fish when I held out the money her eyes were wide open in shock. She shook her head denying the offer. "No, no I can't take that. That too much ." I closed my eyes shaking my head. I bent down putting the money on the ground in front of her feet. I put a small rock over it so that oiy would not get blown away and started walking away.
"Thank you" she shouted and I just smiled and waved as she picked up the money skipping up the road happily.Seattle was a nice little place and I already started falling in love with the place. But somehow I felt like was being watched every damn day since I moved here last month. Even in my own home. I felt like any minute someone was going to jump up in my face and say, Boo. And scare the shit out of me. It was one o clock and I was full since I came from the café about thirty minutes a ago. Happy that just helped a young girl.
I walked in deserted alley where nothing was there but trash cans, garbage and the wind blowing. The place was quiet. I enjoyed the quietness and started humming to myself. I was humming Survivor by Destiny Child realizing that nobody was here I started singing out loud regretting that I forgot my phone home.
