Fahllen Heights

The Beginning Of It All

Thurday_2:19 pm_2nd. Block_Geomerty Class_

Bored_as'f

"Hello, Class... I know that everyone is excited about the Bristol trip this year however, this is a geometry project. Not a let's stay out late and sneek out and do what ever we wan't. Our study is Britan and that is what we are in Bristol for. Now last year...", that's all I heard before I saw Terrence and Kiya out in the hallway, hugged up walking toward study hall. I smile. 'My girl's happy', If she like's it, I love it. I start to text her but then I tought, 'I'm not a twat blocker I'm gonna go ahead and let Kiya do Kiya' I've been lowkey all week, most people are acting like Tara was never murdered. Sometimes that's the best way to cope. I saw the same detective from before, about twice this week. Kiya's telling me about how Terrence told her the detective showed up at his house asking him did he hate Tara, his relationship with her, and that the guy was really rude.

"Wow, Craig said he was at the basketball court monday & tuesday asking him and other students about Tara". We ride to taco bell. "What, I'm starving", I say. "...Always hungry", she stated shaking her head. I ordered 6 dorito tacos, and a pina' colata freezie, and we drove to my house. "I hope this man isn't thinking that we're all suspects to Tara's murder, we we're all together when she was murdered". "If we we're suspect they wouldn't be let us go to Bristol", Kiya replied. 'Yeah that's out of the country', I thought. I eat then, we go over my birthday plans.I got my red & black sew in, just done today. My real hair stops at the middle of my back, but I'm so in love with 22 inches, I just gotta have it. Kiya goes home and I hit the sack early. I wake up the next morning ( my b-day ) to Tara in my room. 

I didn't see her at first when my alarm clock went off, but when I got up to brush my teeth, and wash my face she followed me into my bathroom. I gasp heavily out of fright. "What are you doing here? I mean, I thought you we're dead", I say in a very shaky voice. "Look Nene...", she closed the bathroom door, and continued. "I need you to find out who murdered me", She said in the most serious I've ever seen her. "Wait, What?!", your not dead we're talking right now", I said. She's starting to scare me she gives me this really evil look. Then next thing I knew, I saw my headless body in the shower drawning. Then I saw Darkness, right before she screamed. Her scream was so loud, real, and powerful it woke me up. 

I wake up in a cold sweat. Breathing a little rappidly. My alarm clock scares me. I jump. After my heart slowed down, I remember it's my birthday. I smile. Then I hear little feet running to my door. Honestly I'm a little scared. Then I see my beautiful nephew, Jaden. "Neeeneeee ! Happy birthday ! I love you.. I love you.. I love you.. !", he exclaimed. "Awwwee.. I feel soo loved", I say with a wide smile forgetting all about my dream. Neicey & Tiny are behind him smiling. Tiny, holding a case of turquiose & light green cupcakes, with eatible glitter. "Omg. These cupcakes.... I know this was you Neicey...", I say tasting one. "Yeah", Neicey said. "Well, I guess you don't wan't the breakfast I made you", Tiny said. "You made me breakfast babe.. awwee, yall love me", I say. They Laugh. 

"I always love you Nene", Jaden said. We go downstairs and eat breakfast. "I made you blueberry pancakes; bacon; gravy biscuits; & OJ", Tiny said. I looked at all of the hot food, on the stove. And she know's I love OJ. I start to cry a little bit, just a little. "I know your non- emotional ass is not crying", Tiny said. Jaden hugs me. Then the both of them join in. "Happy birthday, babe", Tiny says kissing my forehead. "You know we love you girl, stop", Neicey said. After we ate breakfast, Neicey parted my red hair down the middle, twisted the left side up behind me ear, and straightened my side bang, then curled the back. "My hair is sooo cute", I say looking in the mirror. "Today, my day", I added excited about my party. "Alright gifts !!", Tiny said with excitment.