"Diamondddd" I heard my mom yell from my room.
"Yes ma'am?" I said screaming downstairs. Waiting for a response I threw on my orange college sweatshirt and some black shorts to match fluffed my curly black hair and as soon as I finished, I ran to the kitchen. "Hey Darling" my mom smiled at me. "Morning mom" I replied with a kiss on the cheek.
"You look good where ya headed" she asked with a questioning look on her face. Making a shy face I replied "thank you." " wellllll...we do need eggs if you want to eat today" she sneaks into the conversation. I rolled my eyes and sighed "okay mom" I said with a soft grin. " I'll run to the bodega and be right back." I yelled from the living room while grabbing my keys and skipping out the door. I hopped into my 2023 Porsche with the red candy paint I begged them for my 21st birthday.I cranked her up and turned on my song, "She got her own" by NeYo. About 15 minutes later, I finally made it to the store. I had to drive all the way from home, leaving behind my nice, quiet street, friendly neighbors, and local attractions. If you ask me Central Park had always felt like home. I thought. Until one day I showed up back here at "Ralo's Mart" I said in my entertainer voice.
*Ringgg* *Ringgg* snatching up my phone I answer.
"don't forget the butter sweetheart" my mother says
"of course mom stop bugging. I got it I promise." I say, getting out of the car, making sure to lock my doors behind me. I hustle to the door running from the bitter cold wind and slippery concrete.
" stop speaking that way like some hood rat" she says with a snarl I could almost see through the phone.
"Heard" I reply with an attitude as I walked through the door. *BOOM* I heard as I push the door with all my might still agitated from the phone call. "Fuck Lady" replies, another customer in the store, realizing what I did, I immediately dropped to my knees and started helping to clean the mess and broken cups."I'm diamond and I am so sorry ma'am" I say still scrimmaging through soggy napkins. " stay off the fucking phone and you wouldn't run into people." she snaps before completely brushing past me, as if I wasn't even there. Feeling quite sad Honestly, I grabbed a few materials My mom asked me for and headed to the counter." Hey Ralo" I say, in a quiet tone. " hey Nunu" he says trying to make me smile. I giggle a bit, knowing he was referencing Nunu from ATL." I only rock the new new" I say, poking fun back at him. I came to this store as long as I can remember but once my family moved to the upper side, all my memories here were well "upper side". I had to leave all my friends my other family members even my girlfriend at the time it was heartbreaking. I would catch myself just riding in circles through our old neighborhoods. Just wondering what life could've been if we stayed in the Bronx.
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BEAUTY in the BRONX
RomanceBeauty in the Bronx is a story of romance and drama between a smarty-pants and a smart aleck. When Du'sse and Diamond are challenged to let go and try something new they might just realize they aren't as different as they think.
