Black Girl Meets White World

Chapter 2

I was sitting in the airport lounge, waiting for my Grand Aunt to come. It's been an hour since I arrived and she's still not here. It's now 2:30 am and I'm starting to worry because what if she doesn't pick me up at all? What if she got in a car crash? What if someone robbed her? I really loved my Grand Aunt and this kind of suspension was killing me. Not knowing where she was when I expected her here.

l was getting pretty hungry by this time. The plane food tasted so bad I couldn't down a whole lot of it. And added on to that, Vancouver was freaking freezing! I have no idea how people live in this weather. I'm not even outside and I can tell how cold it is. Maybe it's just me overreacting because I'm not used to it or maybe the air conditioning was like way down but I had to put on my coat, and that meant searching through my packed suitcase, with all my personal stuff, in the middle of a partially crowded airport. Breathe, Cat breathe.

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I have my coat on and all is good, then someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn araound to see my Graunty (Grand Aunt) smiling at me from ear to ear.

"Aunty!" I scream and give her a big ole hug.

"Cat, wow you've grown so much since the last time I saw you, now when was that? Age 6?" She questions while choking me with her embrace.

"Yeah somewhere around then." I say.

"And look how beautifully you have grown. Oh my, I bet the boys are crazy about you back in Jamaica."

"Aunty, seriously." I whine. My aunt can be a real pain in the ass sometimes. Luckily, I didn't grow up with her so I could enjoy my childhood somewhat, but now I have to spend the rest of my teenage years with her. How will I survive with this woman?

"Speaking of boys, lets get you in the car, I have to talk to you." She says and I already know whats about to come.

I bring my bag pack and draw a suitcase and my aunt draws another suitcase and my carry on. I'm way too much of a lazy ass so I get in the car while my aunt puts the luggage in the trunk.

"Lazy child, come help me with the luggage right this minute." She insists.

Sigh "Fine."

Once were on our way to her house, the interrogation begins.

"Cat, what have I heard from your mother about you having sex with a boy at his house?"

"WHAT? My mom told you that? Why would she say that? No I didn't" I defend. My aunt looks at me and then back on the road several times as if searching for something. "look it was just stupid teens making out ok."

"Ok child, whatever you say. But just know that if I ever, and I mean ever, catch you doing something only professional sluts would ever think of doing, your new home will be on the streets because obviously your parents don't want you anymore."

Sigh "I know."

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I walked up to my new room to put away my stuff. Inside the house was much more spacious than outside. The house kinda resembled my old house back home. I miss it so much. Even though my mom was the one who sent me here , I miss her so much and my dad. I'm so conflicted. I love my home because thats where I was born and belong but I always wanted to experience living abroad in North America. It might just be the reason why I'm here that I don't like. Whatever it is, I've just gotta get used to it because this is my new life.

I packed all my clothes in the drawer and closet and made my way downstairs with my bathing supplies.

"Aunty, wheres the bathroom?" I ask when I see her watching the tv.

"It's upstairs, beside your room on the left side."

"Thanks." I run up the stairs like a professional Olympian athlete to the bathroom.

"Girl, stop brake down my old stairs, don't you see their already suffering from decay?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." I yell. God this woman complains about everything.

Once I finish up in the bathroom, I head back to my room, put on my pajamas, take up my phone and send all my best friends a message saying I made it safely. There was no point of telling my parents because they didn't care about me anymore.

I stared at the purple wall, sitting upright on the bed with my hands wrapped around my knees, imagining how it would've been if my mom didnt send me here. Wondering how my parents would treat me everyday. Probably like shit. But they should understand that their little girl isnt so little anymore. I'm 14 almost 15 for Christ sake. Didn't they see this coming sooner or later? And I bet they were just as sneaky when they were kids, maybe even more, so they didn't have any right shipping me out here. Parents make you think the most terrible thoughts about them. Why can't they be understanding about our lives? Us teens. But maybe it was for the best. I needed a breather from those people anyways.

I had a water bottle with me on the flight so I took a sip of it. It was pretty hot by now but I was too lazy to go downstairs for cold water. Plus my aunt might just shout at me for raising her precious water bill with a small cup of water. I really wonder how that woman was going to cope with me. I'm a really stubborn girl. Oh yeah, I remember. She was going to kick me out on the streets if I did something stupid. I better keep my stubborn mouth shut then.

*Buzz* I got a new message.

Esther

Oh I'm glad you made it safely. I really miss you already. Don't forget me.

I reply back:

Are you kidding me? Your acting like we're never gonna talk again. Girl I will always remember you. ily! But I can't talk right now ok? Bye bae. I lie.

Esther

Ok. ilyt! Bye bye!

She's the only one who has responded. Even bigger reason why she's my fav.

The long flights made me a little drousy so I decided to take a little nap and wake up at 10.00. I sat my alarm and felt myself falling into a deep sleep.

The next chapters won't be this short I just didnt want to go into the next day as yet. :) xo