Hood Fluent (Michael B. Jordan FanFic) EDITING!!!

Where you from?

Rose:

For me and Corrie our story had just started to abrupt that summer when we first moved with our Aunt Tisha..
It didn't take us long to get well adjusted to life on Slauson..
Being around my Aunt and Uncles you pick things up real kick..
A week after of getting settled in we had started to experience so much, so fast in just a little amount of time..
So much shit happened to us that summer..
I remember the day we learned what my aunt meant when she stressed to us how serious it was with the Crips and Bloods..
Me and Corrie were on the front porch jammin to Too $hort followed up by E-40 as I was sitting between Corries lap getting my hair braided...

"Ouch Corr!
You pulling my scalp too tight!"
I said looking back at her

"Girl relax!
This the last braid..
don't you wanna be looking fly all summer?"

"No! Why can't I just get a perm like everybody else?"
I said tilting my head up at her as she tilted it back down..

"Hold ya head still!"
She continued to braid and add sea shells on the end..
"Because I said so! You don't need that shit, all it does is damage your hair.. Grandma should've never gave me one.. Don't you wanna look like our ancestors, all those African queens we read about?"

"No! I wanna look like Nia Long or Maia Campbell!"
I said pouting

"Well you gone look like Queen Nefertiti today now hold yo head straight!"
She said giving me some baby hairs..
"Always complaining about what you don't got!
Be grateful for what you have Rosie Posie.."
She said holding up my chin..

"I don't have nuthin'!"
I said rolling my eyes..

"Yes you do, look at you..
You pretty just like a China doll.."
I laughed
"But the chocolate version.."
I smiled sitting back down next to her feeling my skin so tight from the braids..
"But for real Rosie.. There's nothing wrong with your hair! You don't have to look like everyone else.. Your hair is long thick, beautiful and wavy.. Don't you forget ya big sissy told ya!"
She said nudging me..
She always had a way of making me feel like the prettiest girl in the world even though I never been past Compton.... For both of us to be so young she knew so much about life in such a little time simply because we was forced to grow up..

"AYE! What y'all weirdos over here listening to?!"

We both looked up..
"Uncle Junior!!"
We said running up to him giving him a hug...
He was our favorite between him and Uncle Rob..
Maybe it was because he was the youngest of the two and let us do what we wanted..
Uncle Rob didn't play that!
We couldn't even have on knicker boxers around him.. He was so protective over us..
Uncle Junior was strict too but not as much..
He always gave us money and let us come over and play video games..
And he would let Corrie smoke when uncle Rob wasn't around..

"What's hannin' wit my two favorite nieces?"

"Nun we just chillin'.."
Corrie said being her laid back cool self..

"Yeah she just did my hair now I look like a queen!"
I said feeling pretty running my hands down my braids..

"Hell yeah y'all both look like queens!"
He said putting up a fist like power to the people as we both giggled..
"Say look where y'all Aunt Tisha big head ass at?"