Jaila Smith is a normal sixteen year old girl, Sort of. She hasn't exactly had the easiest life, But like everybody, She has a story. And that story is the reason she is the way she is, It's also what brings her to Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
I woke up to someone banging on my door. I jumped awake, Upset that somebody had woke me up.
"WHAT?!?!"I yelled loudly, Sitting up. Of course nobody answered-Bums. I got up, Nearly falling as I stood. Just as I was going to close my door, It was pushed open. My brother's face emerged.
"You got your stuff ready? We're leavin' at five" He spoke. I groaned before heading into my bathroom. I'd almost completely pushed it to the back of my mind...Moving.
I don't know why, It's stupid in my opinion, Halfway through my sophomore year of highschool, My Mother chooses to move. But I'm cool...Not really, We're moving from California to Louisiana. "To be closer to our family" Is my Mom's excuse.
I took a shower, And got dressed.
Coming out of my bedroom, I sighed, I have like, A dozen boxes, Probably more- All over my room. My bed is like the only thing not packed.
"Mom!" I hollered, Coming out of my room. I went downstairs, In search of the woman who birthed me. My search took me outside where a moving truck sat with the back open. My Mom stood behind it, Holding her granddaughter, My niece, My brother's daughter.
"Mom!" I repeated. She turned to me as I approached.
"Jaila! Here, Take Ny" She said, Handing her to me. I held her on my hip, As I turned, My brother was coming out of the house, Holding two boxes.
"Jaila! Start bringin' your boxes downstairs, Leave'em by the door, I'll put'em in the truck." He spoke, Walking right past me, And his daughter.
Me and Justin are only two years apart, We were really close growing up, All the way up until last year matter fact. After Ny's Mom died, He changed. I love my niece to death, And no matter what type of terms me and my brother are on, I'm there for her. But things aren't like they used to be, And it's hard seeing where they've come from to where they're at now.
I let Ny down as I entered the house. I went upstairs to my room. This is the only room I've ever known, How am I suppose to get used to another room? I know my Mom says we have family down in Louisiana, And I only know them because they came up to L.A to visit a couple times when I was younger. It's my Mom's cousin or something, Like, Extended family. So brings forth the question of why we're moving to be closer to them. That's what phones are for...
Grabbing my phone, I called my boyfriend DeMarco. Otherwise known as "Lil Marco" But to me, His name is Bae, Baby, Boo, Amongst other things...Depends on my mood.
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He didn't answer the first time, Or the second time. He knows not to try me... So I left him a few messages. Call me crazy, Bipolar, Whatever, When I miss Bae, I need Bae, Bae will be the only thing that fixes my attitude. Well, Extra attitude, I have a natural attitude.
After twenty minutes, I gave up and decided to go to my friend Bri's house. Just as I got to the corner of my block, Marco's car stopped next to me.
"Jaila!" He called, Getting out of his car. I rolled my eyes and continued walking. "Jaila" He repeated himself. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Get off'a me!"I said angrily.
" Wassup wit' you? You was jus' blowin' up my phone talkin' 'bout you wanna see me and now you mad?"-
"Go do whatever you was doin' wit' whoever you was doin' it with! I was blowin' up your phone b'cause I wanted to spend the last day I have in L.A with my boyfriend, But you was off bein' a hoe, So it's whatever"-
" Jaila, Stop wit' all'at. I was at practice. Ask Ron"-
"Yeah, Like Ron wouldn't lie f'you, I'm tired'a the lies bruh"-
" Baby, Stop. Look, I had t'go t'practice 'cause I been missin' so much tryna be wit' you"He spoke. That he wasn't lying about, I have been making him skip practice to be with me...I told you...I'm a baby.
I sighed loudly.
"C'mon J, It's yo' last day here, I'ma make it special f'you"He smiled.
