Out of the Shadows

Chapter 1

"Hello"

"Get up Jazzy." I say irritated. She knows we got shit to do.

"I'm up, what's up?" She replies sleepily.

"We got that thing at the shop today" I remind her.

"Damn, what time is it?" I hear her moving around.

"Girl it's 11 in the a.m. rough night?" I ask laughing.

"Man, you know I hate this time of month. A celebrity, who shall remain nameless. Kept changing his mind about what he wanted me to do with these raggedy ass dreads. Then he had the nerves to keep hitting on me. Talking about let me take you out, show me yo city. I'm like nigga I'm trying to get you out my face, what the hell I look like a damn tour guide?" she said sounding like she was getting mad all over again.

"Girl you crazy, I know you made that money though." I shake my head.

"You know it. I got my cash and told that nigga, see you later sweetie. Call me when you ready for me again, I winked then walked off. Left his ass with Jade and Diamond." She laughed.

"You a fool. That's what's up, see you in a minute. The girls tying up loose ends before we leave. Did u pack?" I asked waiting on her to respond, when she didn't say anything I knew she hadn't.

"Jazzy I'm gonna kick yo ass, I told you to do that shit yesterday." I raise my voice at her.

"I know, I know. I'm not really tripping, if I have to I'll just shop when we get there." she whines.

"Ok baller, do you. See you in a minute." I hang up laughing. I decide to leave early since I got some shit to set up for our meeting. Guess I should introduce you to the fam huh? My name's Unique, to the people I know and love it's Niq. I co-own and operate Risqué, one of the hottest styling companies in Chicago. You can get anything from a manicure to your own personal stylist in our establishment. We dress and style some of the hottest celebrities in the business. From rappers to CEO'S of fortune 500 companies. My daughters, Jade and Diamond handle the stylist side of things. My girls are sought after every hour on the hour. 1 out of 3 people you see walking the red carpets were dressed by them. My little sister Jazzy is the queen of natural hair. She has people flying in from everywhere to sit in her chair to get twisted. My cousin/daughter Mina is a business beast, she's crazy with them numbers. She makes sure our pockets stay counted and tight. Then you have me, the hair stylist in the group. I keep my clients with the latest haircuts and styles, nails and make up. I'm a 5'7 brown skinned plus size beauty. Most plus size females are insecure and don't love themselves. Not me...... If u can't love me like I am, fuck you. I love me more than anyone can. I pull my candy apple red Camero with a white rally stripe into a parking space and hop out. First and most important stop of the day, I go into UPS to pick up my package and separate what I'll need now. Justice, Lexy and Sage will get theirs later.

After leaving UPS I go to Mississippi Ricks to pick up lunch. These bitches better be happy I love them. I think walking into the restaurant to pick up my order. I leave there and head over to the shop, as I'm pulling up I look over to see Jazzy and Mina pulling up at the same time.

"Hey y'all!" I yell towards Mina.

"Hey ma!" she yells back.

"Y'all come help me with this stuff." I tell them opening the back door continuing my way to the trunk.

"Damn girl who you feeding?" Jazzy asked laughing with Mina. See what I mean, always got some smart shit to say.

"Y'all fat asses. Just get the food and I'll get the box." I say laughing at Mina's face. She loves to eat, but doesn't like it when someone calls her on it.