Hold U Down

Chapter 2|No new friends

Chapter Two

    No new friends

The next morning I woke up to a loud obnoxious noise also known as my aunt yelling like she's fucking crazy. "Melanie get your behind up! You can't be late to this orientation!" She shouted up the stairs.

"I'm up!" I shout back, "So fucking annoying damn." I mumble to myself.

"What was that?" I hear my aunt outside my door, I almost jumped out of my skin, she scared me.

"I love you Jenn." I say, trying to cover up what I said .

"Mhm let that be it." She says, I hear her walking away from my door.

I throw the covers off of me and check the time on my alarm clock, 11:34 Am it read. Ugh, let me get up and get ready for this orientation.

I get out the bed and head into my bathroom , I look at myself in the mirror, "Whoa shawty look at that hair." I say to myself. I release my hair from its bun and run my comb through to try and get the tangles out. I give up after a few minutes, deciding it will be easier to comb once I wet it. I strip out of my clothes, turn the shower on and step inside.

After about 15 minutes, I exit the shower and rap my hair and body in a towel. This is a normal thing for me. I wipe the fog off the mirror with my hand and grab my toothbrush, I begin brushing my teeth as I leave the bathroom and enter my closet.

I look through my clothes and pick out, a black graphic tee with tupac and biggie on the front in white, white skinny jeans, and my black Doc Martens. I set my clothes on the bed and go back into the bathroom to finish brushing my teeth. Once I'm done with that, I put on my lotion, then my underwear and finally my outfit.

I walk back into the bathroom and unwrap the towel from around my head, letting my hair hang down. "Hmm what to do with you?" I ask, picking at little strands. I run my comb through my hair, studying how my curls bounce back into place when I comb them. I decide to wear my hair down in its natural curls, I grab a black bandanna and slide it onto my head.

Walking back into my room I grab my phone, cross body purse and  black north-face jacket . I turn off all my lights and head downstairs.

As I'm walking down the stairs I can hear my grams in the living room , I jump the last few steps and walk into the living room. Grams is sitting back in her rocking chair sipping her tea while Mrs. Ericka (grams' home nurse) is trying to convince her to take her medicine.

"No, chile I tol ya I don't want that mess." Grandma says, swatting Ericka's hand away.

"Ms you need to take your meds, how else will you get better if you don't?" Mrs Ericka says politely.

"Now grams, stop giving Mrs Ericka a hard time and take your meds." I say, folding my arms as I stand at the entrance of the living room.

Grams rolls her eyes and takes the pills from Mrs Ericka, "I'll take 'em in twenty minutes." Grams says.

"Twenty minutes." I say, "And I will be calling to make sure." I say, pointing a stern finger at her in a joking manner.

"How's my grand baby doin' this morning?" Grams asks, taking a sip from her tea.

"I'm good grams, How did you sleep?" I ask, taking a seat on the couch.

"It was fine, y'know same ole same ole." Grams says, rocking back and forth slowly as she sips her tea.

"Alright sweetie you ready to go?" Aunt Jenn comes into the room, fixing her earring.

"Yep, let's get this over with." I sigh, getting up from my seat and hugging grams. "You be good for Mrs Ericka now." I scold playfully, kissing her cheek.