Right now at the moment, we're in L.A for one of my mothers concerts. I'm in one of the back rooms in the stadium with my mom, a sleeping blue, my grandmother, tyrone, and angie.
Blue is so adorable. I fell in love with her within just a few hours. Her little giggles, smiles, and blabbering words. I've become so attached to her. It doesn't hurt to say she's my little sister. And I'm going to be the greatest big sister she's ever had.
"I heard about you Ms.thang." Tyrone said breaking my thoughts.
"Mhm. Giving my girl all kinds of trouble. I been waiting for you at the doe" Angie said cocking her head to the said.
I died laughing. "Not anymore."
"You sure? Cause I'll beat a fourteen year old." Angie said.
"Oh I know how yall get down. So I know to be on my best behavior." I said.
"Ha! You better. Cause bey got them hands." Ty said.
He stopped curling my moms hair and looked down at her in the chair.
"Now am I right bey?"
"I haven't heard a lie."
"And there you have it." He then snapped his fingers.
I started laughing at him. One thing I do know is that I have to take notes on how this family works. I got two so far.
1) They don't play. They will not hesitate to whoop yo ass.
2) Word gets around. If I do something bad, erbody gone know. Ain't nothing confidential when it comes to them.
"So what grade are you in Cerinaé?" My grandmother asked me.
"The tenth grade."
She twisted her eyebrows. "But you fourteen." Ty said.
"Yeah I know. I skipped a grade."
"Wow." I nodded my head,"Yup."
"So you a genius, huh?"
"Not exactly. I just don't want to be classified as the "typical black female". I actually want something for my myself."
"Amen to that!" Grandma shouted.
"Bitches be fucking with you?" Angie asked.
"Stop cursing." Grandma said to her.
"My bad."
"Sometimes. But I ain't scared to throw hands, so that kind of helps."
"I hear that girlfriend!" Ty came and gave me a high-five. "I like her." He said pointing to me.
I chuckled. "But Cerinaé, you do know that this family does not tolerate violence, right?" mama t said.
"Well now I do. And I respect that. But if I feel as though my hands need to go to work, they will."
"Well understood. But don't touch anyone unless they touch you first. Got it?" My mother said.
I nodded my head.
"And that girl, what was her name?" Beyoncé asked.
I thought for a second,"Bri?"
"Yeah her. She was messing with you?"
"Since the seventh grade."
"How many were they?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean how many girls jumped you?"
"Jumped?!" Ty shouted. "Ah hell naw! Where them heffas at? I'm finna beat somebody ass today." He said putting the curling iron down.
