Be Careful Who You Love

Be Careful Who You Love ~ C.01

»FlashBack«

~September 15th

"Zi'aire , wake up ." Her foster home advisor said while shaking her . She groaned and sat up .

"Come help me make breakfast before everyone wakes up ." Every Thursday morning she had to help her advisor make breakfast and dinner for the whole foster home . It was tiring . She looked over at the clock as her advisor left out for her to get ready to see it was 4 o'clock am . She stood up and looked herself in the mirror . To her she was bigger . Bigger in all the right places most would think . She put on her outfit of today , consisting of a red fading Tommy Hilfiger shirt , some jeans and red sandles . Looking at herself again she noticed she looked different with everything she wore . Some days she'd look pleasant to the eyes and others she wouldn't .

She walked out going downstairs to help cook . When they were done it was 6:30 am . Zi'aire ate as the other kids made their way downstairs .

She associated with no one but a little boy named Saevionne [Say - V - Awn ] . He was 8 and looked up to Zi'aire . She looked after him .

She set his plate down in front of him as he rubbed his eyes sleepily .

"Saevionne , I'm going to school now . I'll see you when I get back , okay ?" He nodded and she kissed his forhead before she left .

She walked into school as the first bell rang and sighed . Another day in Hell . She thought to herself . It was only her Sophmore year . She dreaded the first year and she's pretty sure she'll dread the rest of her years in this pathetic excuse of a school .

She walked down the hall to her locker to see people crowded around it . It wasn't for her though it was for the person who's locker was right next to hers . Slay . She didn't know him so she didn't judge him . She didnt judge anybody but they were always judging her .

"So , you got stuck up ole De'Asia to fuck you ?" A boy that looked like him said .

"I'm Slay . I can get anybody I want ."

"Then get lil Miss Silent o'er there ." She felt him look at her but she continued to do her .

"Like I said . Anybody I want ." He replied before they laughed and walked to class .

»End Of Flashback«

~January 27th

Zi'aire groaned at the light that shined through her curtains kissing her face , causing her to wake up .

"Shit ." She mumbled as she sat up and looked at the clock that read 8:30am . She wasn't late , she just hated getting up so early and she didn't have a client until 10 . Zi'aire worked full time at a hair salon and part time as a bartender at a club.

She had gotten up and did her morning routine, and getting dressed in girlfriend jeans, white Crocs, a white wife-beater, a white Nike jacket, and her white Michael Kors purse, before walking out the house and hopping in her all Black Dodge Charger .

This was only one of Zi'aire's many cars . She couldn't live without a little luxury and neither could her son or her foster sister .

It was 9:15 when she arrived at the shop . As she got out the car the ladies inside the shop rolled their eyes . Zi'aire wasn't just one of the best stylists she was the best stylist . She made over two thousand dollars a day and at least five hundred in tips at the salon. The owner of the shop had no one to give the shop to and was getting too old to come back and forth between the Salons and the BaberShops she owned so she was going to pass it to somebody and everyone and their mother knew it was going straight to Zi'aire .