Memories Back Then Pt. 1

Chapter O3.

Going into the next school year, 5th grade, all that beef with those girls MY age had settled down because I'm guessing they realized I wasn't getting any dumber and it wasn't MY fault that the boys thought I'd eventually give them the time of day. 5th grade, I was "dating" Cece and we didn't do anything either -- he had this girl who stayed where he stayed and they did it at the park on the merry-go-round and she PROUDLY told anyone who would listen so me and him broke up. During this time, 2008 YKWGO, MY president was blaaack 🤤💙 during the election we watched the election in school everyday all day, and that was like the BEST YEAR of MY life in Tunica but I had a few friends, I won't name them they know who they are.
Because my mama was at work and my dad didn't feel like it, I had my old friend (dude who I gave my virginity sister) take it down for me and because whenever mother took down my hair she uses scissors I had his sister use them too, and she cut ALL MY damn hair off. We were at a stage in our life where you played in boxing gloves for fun and everyone got in them hoes and I'm just gone say I tried to knock her brain out her skull when it was our turn. 😂 So I was BALD when the school year started so I really wasn't comfortable anymore, I loved my hair so now that it was gone after FINALLY growing back after I cut it out of anger in 1st grade I was ptfo. Everyone blamed me like I'd cut it too, so that didn't really help the situation but you know I got over it because I thought I was cute and my confidence stayed on 1000.

Sometime during the year a new girl came to our school and she had a real smart mouth and an attitude. Even though I was still quiet unless you messed with me, she irritated the hell out of me so I didn't like her and her not liking my bestfriend was icing on the cake. It just so happened that her and my bestfriend always argued or did the little dry picking to one another and she stayed in my neighborhood whereas my bestfriend stayed somewhere else so I always had to end up defending her in her absence.

One afternoon, my bestfriend and I were on the phone and I was sitting looking out my open window and the new girl was walking from the 3rd street with her friend and she started hollering up at me talking shit
so I was hanging halfway out my window like "girl shut the fuck up, you not running shit"
So she kept running off at the mouth and I was like "You gone fight? Wassup?"
Y'all this was MY FIRST REAL FIGHT so I was just talking good shit like I'd fought before and
she was like "Come outside, come outside"
So I took MY badass outside like I was an experienced fighter still on the phone with my bestfriend and met the girl on the side of the apartment building.

As soon as I made it out there, I told my bestfriend to hold on and asked the girl what was up and she hit me. My reflexes and reactions have always been slow so I got back on the phone and told my bestfriend she had hit me 💀 then afterwards I told her hold on. Now back then we used the house phone so I'm holding the cordless phone up to my ear with my shoulder and fighting her back. We weren't fighting long because I was getting lifted in the air by my big brother while she getting all these free ass licks whooping my ass so I hit his ass with the phone and kept trying to reach around him to hit her ass back but it ain't work so I just let him drag me in the house through the crowd that must've formed while we were fighting. She had the audacity to come chasing up behind my brother trying to swing on me , and we finally made it to the house where he closed to door and told me don't go back out there. So I continued with my phone call like I hadn't just gotten into a fight and before I know it this girl beating on my front door still talking shit. I, of course, ran back out the door when my brother wasn't paying attention and we fought again and soon I was getting dragged in the house again so I just said "forget it," and ignored her ass.

It wasn't long before we had squashed the shit and we were all in the house kicking it like me and the new girl hadn't just fought one another. 😂 *That was back before people couldn't take an "L."* So her and I got cool, like instantly clicked like we'd known each other our whole lives, that's how we became cousins. 🤷🏾‍♀️ *If You black or associate with black people you understand what I mean. Not intended to be a stereotype or anything, ijs that's typical shit that people say a lot and in this case it's true*

Before you know it, we were doing all types of crazy shit together from fighting to dancing in the rain. "Swag surfin" could NOT come on without us fucking shit up, we even made a dance to "Boyfriend Number 2" by Pleasure P. We stayed turnt, it was a guaranteed turn up for EVERYBODY if we were present. Let me tell Y'all had I was "scary" though, so homegirl (MY NEW COUSIN) had a smart ass mouth like me but the bitch ain't have NO chill soooo everyone hated us and I ain't make it any better cause I'm goofy so I never took the picking serious. Her ass on the other hand was down for all the bullshit, so her ass fought like 102 people IN MY LIVING ROOM. Like EVERY fight she got in happened in my house or right in front of my house and I never helped or broke it up cause I was "cute" back then, well too cute to fight unless touched and the mfrs who ain't like us was ALWAYS like 4+ years older than us, but even then my daddy (stepdad but he raised me) kept boxing gloves so everybody in the 2 linked at my house to get their round or either just simply have fun in the gloves so everyday was lit.

If you stayed in Shady Lane 2, you know WHO my cousin is and you also know every fight she got in happened in my damn house. 💀👩🏾‍💻☹️