One warm Saturday night me and Ty are going to the hottest teen club in the Bay. Do my parents know about it? No. But this is the first day of sign ups of Twerk Wars. Me, Dominique, Justice, and one of Ty's cousins are entering. "Atlanta Peaches." I say. "And you are?" the girl asks.
"Captain." I say. "Name." "Chance Anderson." I say. I didn't want to use my real last name because it would get back to the team faster than it would anywhere else so I always used my Mom's maiden name.
"We're good. Come on we got practice." I say. As I hand out the flyers. Ty has our music when he ain't in practice.
"Hey baby girl you want to figure out some lies or something. Cause your father ain't going to let you be in this." He says.
"I know. But we got practice. Come on poo." I say.
Two weeks went by and we are making progress. Ty's cousin Key is helping us big time. She's from Bankhead and that's what she always do.
After practice one day I'm in Ty's room.
I'm laying on his bed. His room is the basement of the house. His bed is aganist a brick wall a metal pole for the support.
"Hey baby." He says as he kisses me. "Hey." I say. I'm laying against his headboard.
"You know I will never force you to do anything right."
I nod and I smile as I kiss him.
I got all y'all's attention now. You'll find out in the next chapter what happens.
