Deception

You got to move?

"Zymani!" I heard a faint voice yell from downstairs. "Get your dumb ass up!" He yelled again this time only louder. It could only be my brother Wayne. My parent must not be home because he only cusses when they aren't around. Before I could even react he threw a bucket of freezing, cold water on me. "Wayne I HATE you," I screamed. I threw the covers off me, but before I knew it he was gone. I ran into the bathroom. "My HAIR!" I screamed. I hated having a brother,  sometimes I wished he would just die. Sometimes I even had thoughts of hurting him. The only problem he was 6'2 and muscular. There was no way I could hurt him. All I could do was look at my hair in the mirror. It was curly. I hated it that way. I always kept it straightened. No one outside of my family had ever seen my natural curly hair. I felt it made me look to girly. I was a thug. I don't do the whole girl look. I forgot that I was dripping wet. I turned on the shower hopped inside and took a quick hot shower. I heard the doorbell at least 3 times when I got out the shower. Before I even knew it wayne was yelling at me from downstairs. "Hoe, I'm going out with the boys. Ma told me to tell you to be ready when she got here or else." Really. I had already made plan with the girls, we were gonna go to mall. Shawty got a big ol' butt oh yeaaaah kept playing from the other room. I was wondering why I kept hearing that song play in my head. I forgot I changed it to my ring-tone. I ran in my room with nothing, but my towel on. It was, Michelle. She had been my best friend for life. I loved baby girl.

"BITCCCCCCH!" She screamed in my ear. "Hey, Baby girl! Whats up?"I replied. "Nothing! We're still on for the mall today right. I was trying to go holla at some boys. You know how I do mami,"She said. "Girl BYE! You the shyest bitch I know. The only boy you talk to is your daddy, but I don't know if I can come. My bitch ass brother told me ma wanted to talk to me about something, but hell I'll try to leave before she gets here. Then I'll tell her his dumb ass didn't tell me so he'll get in trouble," I Told her.My plan was fire. I was gonna hit the mall and get Wayne in trouble all in one day. I heard her mom say something in the background. She had to go, so we hung up. 

I got my clothes and scurried off to the bathroom. I opened the sink cabinet to get the blow dryer from under there. "DAAAAMN Ma, if you wanted to put on a show for me you could've just let me know!" The voice said. I quickly got up and turn around. It was Wayne's idiot friend Javier. He thought he was the shit. He wasn't. He wasn't even that cute. "Uhhh , fuck out of here you perv!" I yelled at him. Then I slammed the door. I hated guys like him. Thought they were the shit, but didn't have anything to make them seem like it. Just another regular. I thought my brother was gone anyways. I just blew dried my hair straight and put it in a messy bun. Atleast I didn't have to deal with that curly bull shit. I threw on my clothes, grabbed my phone, and was out the door just like that. I didn't have to deal with my mother. I texted my girl and let her know I was on my way.

I waited where I always met Michelle at the mall. The food court. There were always the cutest boys there. I wasn't suppose to be really be looking for guys. I always did it on the low with my girls. I had a boyfriend. Antonio, everyone call him T.I.P. He always had money, and wasn't afraid to flex it. He wasn't the romantic type. He didn't like to do things that most couples did. He never wanted to take pictures with me , go to the movies, none of the lovey-dovey type things. I wanted to be like all of those couples on tumblr and instagram, but most of all I just wanted to spend time with him. I never really saw him like that. He was always with his niggas. Never with me! I just wanted me time. Then honestly I would leave all the other niggas alone! I just wanted it to be us. 

"There's my Bitch" I heard Michelle's voice. "MICHELLLLLLLE" I screamed. I got up and ran over to give her the longest hug ever. She had just got back from New Jersey. It felt like I haven't seen her in years, but it's only been three days. "I miss you Bitch," I told her. She didn't reply. I thought that was odd, but whatever that's my baby girl. She took a step back and looked at me. "Damn girl! Look at you looking cute as always," She said. I felt cute too, a cropped baby tee, and some distressed high-waisted shorts that made my ass look damn good in them. "Thanks girl, you look pretty good yourself," I told her with a smile on my face. Me and my girl were always fire outfit wise. Honestly she wasn't really on my level in looks. I was obviously prettier than her. Being Puerto Rican, Italian, and Black had its perks. I was a pretty caramel complexion, with long curly hair, and a cute face. I had a Kim Kardashian body except I was shorter. I was 4'11. Plus I hardly ever wore make-up. I thought I was the shit, but I wasn't conceited. Michelle on the other hand was conceited, and everyone knew it. You could tell by the way she acted. She was 5'4, With a short hair cut sort of resembling Meagan Good. She was sort of shaped like Christina Milian except she was a little bigger. She wore a lot of make-up, I never understood why. She never left her house without it. I thought she wore a little too much make-up. My brother even called her cake face. 

We began our walk through-out the mall. I asked Michelle where she wanted to go. "To Footlocker of course. You know that's where all the F-L-Y Niggas be at bay-beeeee." She said. "Yeah your right"I replied. We walked into footlocker. There were all types of niggas in there. No one really caught my eye right away. "Something I can help you with?" I heard someone say. I wasn't sure if they were talking to me or not I was more focus on the cute ass kicks that I saw. Michelle nudged me in the side. As always she was lost for words. She never knew what to say. I turn around "I think..."I paused mid sentence. He was fine. Light skinned,short black curly hair, with a nice muscular build, and gorgeous blue eyes. He had an accent nothing I had ever heard before, but it was cute. "I think I wanna try on these pair of shoes." I told him. "You sure you want to try on these, they only come in kid sizes, and I'm pretty sure you're not a kid unless we're talking about height."He laughed. He was corny, but it was kind of cute. He was way taller than me, like 6'2. "Well they must be for you, and I'm not talking about how tall you are. I'm a size 4y" I giggled. "Oh, you got jokes. They actually don't have my size in kids. Let me get you these shoes tho iight," He was gone. Michelle was just standing there. She always froze up in front of guys. My phone vibrates. It's my mom. I answer.

"Zymani, where are you. I told Wayne to tell you to be up and ready when I got here. He said you were in your room and when I went up there you weren't there." She said. "Ma, he didn't tell me anything. I had planned to go to the mall with Michelle today. If I would have knew you wanted me to be home I would've stayed. I didn't know," I lied. "It's okay baby, just get home as soon as possible I have some wonderful news!"She said. She seemed overly happy for some odd reason. "I'll be home soon." I told her. I gave Michelle a hug and told her bye. Then I went home.

As I got in the house all I heard was my mom yelling at my brother. He was always getting in trouble for something, but she never did anything about it. "I told you to stop hanging with those boys, one day your gonna get into some trouble like..."She exclaimed, before she heard me slam the door. "And stop slamming the door, DANG!" I heard Wayne scream. I knew he wanted to say damn, but not while our parent were home. I ignored him. "Maaaaa!" I yelled. "Why did you want me to come home so soon?"I said. "Just go sit down in the living room and wait for me to get in there." She said. She stuck me in the same room with Wayne. It seem like it took forever for her to get there. Wayne was annoying the hell out of me. Making unnecessary comments as usual. He always had something to say. When my finally got in there she sat down. "Honestly I don't know how you are gonna take this, so I'm just gonna come out with it. We're moving out of the Brooklyn."She said. I bursted out laughing. "Haaa. Ma you're just playing right. I know we're not moving out of Brooklyn. This is your home, you said you would never move out of here"I said. "Yeahhh what Zy said." Wayne agreed. That's like the first time he ever agreed with me, and the first time he EVER called me Zy. "No we're moving out of Brooklyn, like it or not. By the weekend we are gonna be moving to Miami Florida. Your uncle got me and your dad a job down there so were leaving Friday. So you better start packing and saying bye to your friends because by 12 P.M Friday, we'll be on our way to Florida."She said.

HELL NO! I thought to myself, Wayne just sat there with a blank look on his face. I began to cry. I could believe we were just moving. Up and leaving New York just like that. New York was my home. I couldn't just leave everything behind. My friends, Antonio, my home. I went up to my room, I didn't come out for the rest of the day except for when I had to go to the bathroom. I couldn't help, but cry. I felt like my whole world was crumbling right before my eyes, and there wasn't anything I could do about it. I ended up crying myself to sleep. I woke up and it was 8 P.m. I had slept 4 hours. I couldn't help, but call Antonio. His phone rung, he didn't answer. He never answered. He only called me. I really needed him, and he wasn't there. Really.