Cigarettes and Kush

Monday- Mama Knows Best

Hi, my name is Breille Rosales. I'm 15 years old living with my mother and little brother in Miami Florida. I know what your thinking "Oh how cliché , skip.". But this story is nothing like that. When I say keep reading and you'll find out what I mean, keep reading b. I go to Young Womens Preparatory Academy, while my brother goes to Zelda Glazer. My mother Andrea doesn't work. More like, deals. So you can kind of see how this may be skeptical.

It wasn't easy getting myself into a prep school. It was the hardest thing I had to go through , but achieved. Allen Fischer , a very rich man pays monthly for my brother and I's education. How sweet ! Right? This random man which of whom you don't know yet is the hero, we need more men like this!

Yup.

You know how they always say that your soulmate is out there and you've probably met them between the ages 13-21? I think I agree with that saying, or I'm making myself agree to cover up reality.

So lets get on with this story. I'll take it back to when I was in 7th grade and my brother was 2.

"BREILLE KARINA ROSALES, GET YOUR ASS DOWNSTAIRS!" Andrea yells up the stairs.

Ugh what the hell could this cabrona want?! It's 5 in the morning, school doesn't start till 8.

I rub my eyes and roll over to my side. I check my phone once again for any notifications. Just one Facebook messenger from Jasmine. Ugh. " Sorry I'm texting you did late mija. Cant sleep.-2 a.m.".

"BRE ILLE -" Andrea yells once again.

"AH WHAT I'M UP!" I shout back.

Andrea isn't the type to be strict. As long as there is food in the house and she's got weed for her customers and her self , she's fine.

I get out of bed and walk towards my door. I look at myself in the mirror before leaving my room, and going downstairs.

" Ah , what took you so long , I gotta drop some stuff off. I need you to watch Thomas, I'll be back in a little bit." She says rushing around the living room , then the kitchen.

I rub my eyes once more and see my brother in his highchair eating some... eh I don't know what the hell he's eating but he's eating.

"There is waffles in the freezer and orange juice in the freezer and fridge if you get hungry okay. If Tommy starts crying , take him out and set him on the floor around his toys." She walks towards me and lays a kiss on the top of my head then kissing Tommy's cheek.

She walks out the door , closing the door making the sound echo through our home.

I sigh walking towards my freezer. " Well it's just you and me Tommy. Again."

He shows his teeth and continues to eat.

'What to eat. What to eat.' I think to myself.

I suck my teeth and pick the waffles and put them on my counter. Damn I'm really not too hungry right now but I should eat. I take two waffles out and put them in our toaster.

"Man, I'm still tired. It's only quarter till 6. Shit!" I groan loudly and run my hand through my hair.

My waffles pop up early and I go to check on them.

Man we need a new toaster. This is not working. We've had this toaster ever since we moved here, which is when I was born.

Yea we're gonna need a new toaster.

*knock knock knock

"Who the fu-"

I walk towards my door and look through the peep hole.

"Aye Bre, open the fucking door, I'm not a stranger."