The Opposite Blend

New Beginnings

A wretched ear-piercing scream like sound erupted in my ears shaking me out of my sleep, I open my eyes but everything's blurry.

I rapidly start blinking to clear the blur. A black figure is hovering over me and the sound gets louder.

What is that awful sound

" Jakayla I said get up if I gotta repeat myself imma-"

Ugh that's what it was, I looked up at ma and I took in her appearance. My ma is beautiful, very beautiful. She has dark beautiful clear skin. Short kinky hair. Thick arched eyebrows and dark brown eyes, which I inherited. She wasn't no stick, she was a voluptuous woman. She stood at 5'4, we were the same height. She was gorgeous.

"Get up, it's 6:15 am, you know the drill, just because we somewhere new don't mean everything new---getcha tail outta that bed"

New?

My eyes shot open, I raised and looked around at my surroundings, I completely forgot we moved. We got here last night and I was so exhausted, I just passed out. I never wanted to move. We could have just stayed. I had friends. I finally made my mark at my old school.

Our old house wasn't as big and nice as this one but it was home. Our house now was a two-story, my room was upstairs. My new room had white clean walls. The only access to outside was the balcony on the right of the room. It didn't even have a good view just a big fat tree and a house next to it. The house had a window just parallel to mine, I don't know who lives there but I'll find out soon.

I had a vanity Dresser on the left facing the balcony. My bed, which was marinated in African patterns, was dead center of the room and the door in front of it. I had a nightstand with an African theme lamp on it.

Don't judge, I gotta represent my people's.

I could get used to the luxury but I would trade this life for the other one back home.

Why do I have to get up, we just got in last night--NO....... No no-no-no school. I spaced. School

I look up to my mommy with pleading eyes filled with panic and desperation. I stuck out my bottom lip and quivered to add a dramatic effect. I can't go to school there, I cant. All my life I had to deal with colorism. Being of darker skin complexion made you less than the next guy. I can't do this again.

"Ma I don't wanna go, please momma I'll---" I stop dead in my tracks as I saw her bend down and take off her shoe. She rose slow and stood over me with a purpose. She pressed her lips together and lead to one side.

I knew exactly what that meant.

Like a coward I got up with the quickness. I stood timidly, looking at her, trying to read her emotionless expression. She put her shoe back on and walked towards the door to leave.

" This is my first day here, I got work and you got to school. I wish you would make us late..... love you," she said over her shoulder with a sickle sweet smile plastered on her face.

" I love you too ma," I chuckled. I went to close the door and with a big sigh, my face quickly washed over with determination as I went to turn on the light.

My eyes burned and I cursed underneath my breath as the bright lights hit my eyes. I blinked a couple of times to get used to the light. People always call lights pure and right..I call them the pain of morning.

I tread to the bathroom and grab the towel I used last night and washed my face. I physically relaxed as the hot, wet towel massaged my tense facial muscles. I rubbed it around my face, in a way, hoping that it would convince me to not get back into bed.