The ghetto child ,the sad case ,the unfortunate one, and wait a minute you can't leave out the forgotten one.
Usually these assumptions would make me angry well all except one: Ghetto Child.
This story takes place where last breaths, fast money an...
Nothing can dim the light that shines from within ~ Maya Angelou
Chapter 3: Relentless August 24 Monday
Jaiyanna's Pov:
After dropping off the baby, I encountered the infuriating office clerks who were trying to give me a hard time about getting them to school on time.
The terrible traffic made me so happy to be home. I walked inside, feeling accomplished for the day already. I plopped down on the couch, kicking my feet up and laying out to catch a few Zzz's before class.
Ring Ring Ring
That was until my phone started to ring.
Ring Ring Ring
"Damn, I can't never get no rest around this muthafucka." I sighed— looking at my phone with the fattest attitude ever. I grabbed it, sliding the green button over and placing my phone to my ear. Not even bothering to look at the caller ID.
Call Connecting
"Hello!"
"Where on earth are you, best friend? I just know you're already starting to with that late every day shit." Sahara's loud voice boomed through the phone, making me pull it away before bringing it back to my ear. "We're barely a month into our school year, and you're already acting like this!"
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Sahara and I are like two peas in a pod—we've been inseparable since birth. Our moms were best friends, so it was only natural that we would become sisters. I can't remember a time when we weren't together. Except when I'm handling business, she's one of us. But know this: there's war behind her.
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Yeah, my best friend is always on my case, like she's my momma. Especially when it comes to me being late. But it's not intentional; it's just hard for me to be early.
"Girl, relax. I spoke to my counselor this past Friday about requesting my first period off. He agreed, considering my other responsibilities around the house, including these kids and my granny. And let's not forget my late-night job." I trailed off, becoming quieter.
"Oh, a late-night job?!" she repeated, giggling in a low whisper. This woman is the only one I know who can lose her attitude faster than she found it.
