Two country girls, born and raised, working the race, together as one.
How many times have you let yourself get down my dear?
So many roses but none to be picked without thorns.
So be fond of your flaws, dear.
I just hope you love yourself like t...
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First Rodeo :
I had to get ready for the race and I was beyond nervous. Not because of it being my first time or because of mess ups, but because of Onika. She's been in a weird space about this. Her determination is scaring us all.
Yesterday she was walking on her ankle as if it's not wrapped up. She took the boot off and everything, just keeping the wrap on. I was frightened, literally and I couldn't even hide it. Every step she took I was right behind her.
And it'll be the same today. I feel like she's so determined that her adrenaline is getting in the way of her actual physical pain. Cause there's no way that her ankle is perfectly fine after a few days.
Not with the way it was lookin.
But the main thing on my mind is making sure she's alright. We've practiced those few days and I have noticed little things. She's just quick to lie and say she's fine.
I got her though.
"Yoncé, you got ya first race today!" Mel ran in my room as I was putting my grill on. She jumped in my arms and I put her on my hip with a smile. "We gon be there and imma scream for ya! And Bunny cause I like her. She my friend."
"How was school today?"
I heard she got in trouble so I had to ask. Her excitement was cute but we always have that talk about behavior in the school house. She ain't really the type to get in trouble but she got her days.
Mama be being real lenient and that's why two out of four of her daughters like to sneak out and do whatever they wanna do.
"I said a bad word, Ju." She started to mess with my chain and I raised an eyebrow at her. Well I should've known that would happen one of these days. I ain't even surprised cause the bad words flying around this house....
"What word did ya say?"
"I said....shiet."
I laughed a little bit hearing her say it. That accent she got is hilarious cause it don't even sound like the right word. But we all know what she's sayin.
"Now Mel."
"I fell! Don't be mad, Yoncé."
"I ain't mad. But you do need to work on that Mel. Really. You can't be sayin bad words."
"You let me say it sometime."
"At home and around me. Since you can't keep it with us, imma stop you from saying it."
"I'm sorry."
"You gotta apologize to Mama. Not me sugarplum." I kissed her cheek and put her down. She held onto my waist picking at her lip while looking at me through my mirror. The whole time I fixed myself up she was standing right there. "You wanna come and check on Bunny wit me?"
