chapter 4.

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I started unpacking when Mr.Carter called me to the kitchen fro dinner. I walk in to a room with the sweet smells of fried chicken and collard greens and mac and cheese, this is a dinner i would never have back home usually we had fancier founds but the smell made my mouth water. I smile at a lady dishing up the boys food she is absolutely but who is she? The strangers eyes lock with mine she drops the spoon shes using to scoop macaroni and looks at Trevon "you can make your own plate." im still leaning on the doorway and she slowly walk over and puts her soft warm hands on my face "Briley you've gotten so big and pretty last time i saw you were still an infant." i smile and blush "Thanks..but i dont really have a clue who you are.." She drops her hands and chuckles "DeArdre you never told this young lady who you were married to oh what a shame hm um hm...Hunny im Mrs.Carter or as the boys call me mom. you can call be Dee thou" she smiles and graps lightly on tto my shoulder "now lets get you something to eat your all skin and bones lil lady" i smile as she makes my plate when we all sit at the table Mr.Carter stands up and blesses our food we all say amen. As i take my frist bit of Mac&cheese the flavour explodes on my taste buds and i savor it the last time i had Mac&cheese i was 5. i sit through dinner eating and enjoyin the flavour of foods i never got at home. i look at the chicken and see everyone else pick up and eat it even mrs.carter thats not very lady like i think then dig my fork into and look at it a moment before eating in "Snowflake is there something wrong with the chicken and why are you eating it with a fork?" Malik laughs a blush creeps to my face as mrs.carter says "Now Malik there is no need for name calling" i smile thank you finally maybe he wont refer to me as snowflake gosh im just white there must be white people at school? i mean schools dont have a lot of black people there always on the streets being stupid "no every things fine im just not used to eating fried chicken and eating without utensils." dinner is mainly quiet after that and then mr.carter speaks up "alright kids everyone needs to get on there chores, Briley tonight you are excused no need to help out in the kitchen just rinse off your plate and leave it there one of the boys will wash it for you and then go finish unpacking and getting settled in you will need to set an alarm for school tomorrow i already have you registered when you get there just ask one of the boys to show you the office to get your classes"

I go to my room finish unpacking as im unpacking i see all the pictures of my and my best friends back home. i get up and place them in the night stand next to me bed i sit there for a moment looking throught the pictures and notice a tear trickle down my face will my life ever be the same my parents are getting a divorce i cant live with either one of them at the moment i had to leave my best friends and worst off all i have to start school tomorrow not knowing anybody but these kids i live with who says they'll even talk to me at school? why would they ? they got friends of there own im already intruding in there house and having them clean up after me why would they want to talk to me at school plus im white wouldnt it be weird to hang around a bunch of black boys? arent they like different then white guys? i never really associated with black people before my school back home was mainly white kids this shall be an interesting year..or however long im here. i put the pictures in the night stand and set the alarm for 6 tomorrow then finish getting all my clothes hung and put in drawers, then i lay out what i will be wearing tomorrow i gotta look good if i plan on making any friends tomorrow 1st impressions are the one they judge as off.

Later that nigh i lay sleeplessly in my bed as i hear the sounds of cops driving by i pull the covers up a bit more and turn to my left side i lay there thinking about tomorrow a new school this is the 1st school i will go to that isnt private. soon my thoughts drit away and i fall asleep.

*i just want everyone to any racial comments i make is not my opinion its just the character i have no problem with any race. this chapter is not edited along with the rest i am a very horrible speller and not good with grammar and punctuation and capitalizing words that should be so im sorry for that but i hope you like it the next chapter she will be starting school!!!*

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