A girl name Keyari who travels from the city of Philadelphia all the way to Los Angeles after her the loss of her parents. How will she accept her new life ?
Quick shout too SordellVsp they gave me the idea of this book.
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"Keyari, it's time for you to go, sweetie," the woman in the office tells me. Thank you for everything, Ms. Celeste," I say, getting out of my seat and walking over to her, hugging her. While we're saying goodbye, I think of all the times she's helped me after fights, arguments, breakups, and my parents' deaths.
I walk out of the school with a Child Protection Service agent. I follow her into the car. The car ride there is very awkward until she speaks. "So Keyari, just reminding you: Your flight leaves at 4:35, and you should get to Los Angeles around 5:22 since California is 3 hours behind us; it should seem like no time has passed. The timing will seem a little weird when you land, but you'll get used to it." The lady explains, which makes me nod, and she continues.
"I know you haven't met them yet, but you will be living with your grandfather, Thomas Johnson." She says this, which makes me drift off, realizing that I have family all over the place. I never got to meet with my parents, and I guess grandfather's name sounds very familiar. "His name might seem familiar to you because his stage name is Tommy the Clown, but anyway, Keyari, we're here. Don't forget, once you're there, someone should be holding a sign that has your name on it. They'll be either a family member, family friend, or social worker, and they'll take you to your grandfather's work." As she takes my suitcase out of the trunk for me, Ms. Asya finishes her explanation.
"Thank you, Ms. Asya, for everything," I say, hugging her and grabbing my suitcase from her. "You're welcome, sweetheart. Be good and don't cause any trouble because LA is not Philly," she says, hugging me back, then goes back into the car, waving at me.
After waving back at her, I walk inside the airport. I go through the airport's security, then I find the attendant who will be on the flight with me. I make it onto the plane, and luckily the agency I was a part of had money, so they put me in first fucking class.
- after the flight -
So y'all, I'm finally in LA. I'm walking around this big-ass airport, and I'm lost as shit. Like they should have given me a dam map because that attendant abandoned me.
While I'm looking around, I see a big sign that has keyari on it. Honestly, I don't know how I didn't see it; maybe I need glasses. The guy holding the sign has a somewhat fro look like he just cut off dreads. Like, omg, Jay C didn't make the song for everybody, so keep y'all dang dreadful people.
As I'm walking over to him, I try to understand more of him by his physical structure, which I really can't, but it looks like he's in his early twenties.
Once I get in front of him, I stop and say, "Hi, I'm Keyari." "Yoo, I'm Tjay. Short for Thomas Junior, but I'm your uncle," he says to me. "Oh, my mom didn't mention she had other siblings," I say, following him to the exit. "Yeah, she kind of disappeared when she turned 18," he says, sounding like he doesn't want to talk about it.
