Jayda Edwards is the typical young black girl growing up in Atlanta, Georgia which is considered to be the spot of black excellence and wealth. Jayda is living a good life with great friends, an extraordinary grade point average, beauty and enjoying...
Warnings: Sexual content, cursing, and mild use of the n-word. Korean is italics for Yoongi's part
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4:30pm
Jayda was driving down the road of her neighborhood, Brent Fiayez blasted in the background as she approached the long drive way that lead her in the direction of the large house. Her mother's Mercedes sat in the driveway since she got off at three-thirty everyday. Her father would normally come home at night.
Day one of cheer tryouts had ended after the girls did the dance routine in front of the basketball team, Jayda was so proud of herself for getting the choreography down packed and not letting her anxiety get to her. Jayda was more shocked that she was able to do the choreography in front of Yoongi because she usually would've been really nervous. They way Yoongi would stare made her feel different. His eyes were very dark almost black, that made her intimidated a bit but it's like they were literally staring into her soul.
Jayda made it to the house and parked beside her mother's car before turning her ignition off and gathered her bags from the passenger seat than proceeded to exit the car. She entered the kitchen through the garage and the smell of food cooking greeted her as she threw her pink duffle bag down beside the door before fully entering the house.
"You're home early" Jayda heard her mom say as she slipped on her Nike slides on before entering the kitchen, her mom usually didn't like them wearing shoes in the house.
Roseanna, Jayda's stood over the stove as the food in the pots cooked, she had on a loose fitted old sorority shirt with her chapter's big greek letters with some black basketball shorts that resembled her father's. Jayda was her mother's twin as she had the same curly hair, the wide hips and down to the brown skin but her mom had freckles unlike Jayda. Roseanna did not look a day over twenty.
"Yes ma'am, cheer tryout's weren't very long and traffic also wasn't too bad" Jayda said as she walked over to the kitchen island and pulled out the brown stool before sitting down. The house was very quiet, all you could hear was the sound of the air and the light sounds of the television in the living room.
"How were tryouts? you wasn't shy were you?" Roseanna asked as she turned the food on simmer and turned to look at her daughter. Jayda had always been her shy child, while her other daughter's had her outgoing personality and were more social.
Jayda shook her head, "I wasn't nervous at all and I think I'm slowly getting better with my anxiety " She continued, "My prescription had ran out actually but I don't want to get a refill"
Roseanna smiled at her daughter. Jayda had really bad anxiety when she first started school in elementary and when she had a panic attack the morning of her first day school, they put her on medicine to ease the anxiety. Jayda felt like she depended on.
"I'm proud of you, you really came a long way especially when you got to high school" Roseanna continued as she thought about her eldest daughter, "But please don't give me a rough time, like Ariana did when she was in school"
