*Johnny POV*
I was riding to Monie's house and all I seen throughout her neighborhood was crackheads, drug dealers, and prostitutes. Shaking my head, I can't believe the black community came to this. I never grew up around drugs where I came from. Charolette, North Carolina I grew up in the church house with my brothers. My dad, grandpa, and uncles were the preachers and deacons. My mom was the first lady. Y'all probaly wondering why a pretty boy like me grew up good. Well because I had it good, I'm not saying that I had everything I wanted, but I had everything I was grateful for. All I ever did was play a lot of instruments and sing in church. Til the point I wanted to get out their and do my own thing. That's why I'm here in New York, I'm trying to promote myself and get my music out their. I finally came up to Monie house, it was like ummm welp a crackhouse. I went up to ring the doorbell and notice the windows was cover with blankets.
*Doorbell Rings*
" Who is it?" "Its Johnny baby, as I said in my sexy voice." See I knew how to turn a girl on and make her want me more. "Well hello your ready to go, as she sound excited." As we get in the car she didn't say nothing to me. Like damn girl any girl would be glad to be on date with Johnny Love. Like do you know how many girls get in my car and be wanting to put they head in my lap, but you wanna stay quiet. Something about her wasn't sitting right with me, but I like it.*Monie POV*
We was in the car and I didn't say nothing to him, I was too busy trying to relax myself and bring myself to peace. Meanwhile, he kept looking at me like he wanted me to do something. I be so glad when we get to the slam jam
*At The Slam Jam*
So we was finally at the Slam Jam and I was too happy. Poetry is my life, I live and breath it. All I do is write poetry about me, my life, and my beautiful daughter Indie. I never told people about her, because they probably wold judge me. We finally walked in as the waiter came to sit us.The Host: Next we will have Valerie Weathers come to the stage, please give her snaps y'all show her some love.
*The Audience Snap*
Valerie Weathers: You saying that you love me, but don't show it.
You saying you wanna touch my heart and please my mind, but your intelligence isn't doing it.
You saying that you wanna hear my darkest secrets, but not listening.
You saying that you wanna be my first, but my first place is always second.
You saying that your custom to my words, but not taking them.
You saying that you motivating me, but your motivating these hoes before you motivate your goals.
You saying that you feel my pain, but your not crying with it.
Also you saying that you love me, but steady leaving me.*Audience Snaps*
Monie: That was a good poem wasn't it.
Johnny: It was aight
Monie: It was aight!? That was the bomb she explain her feelings about what a guy was going to do for her, but he didn't.
Johnny: But that's the same bullshit, every guy that want something from a female do which is lie. I'm not saying that I'm the one that will lie just try to get something from a female, because I don't do that. Females be throwing they selfs on me. Like all they want is to fuck and suck my dick. They don't wanna be with me. Which is really a fuck up thing. I mean if I see a girl walking down the street with a fat ass or her coochie print showing, I'm not going to try to holla at her. I wanna see her for her personality, not how bad she is.
Monie: Wow! You never been in loved?
Johnny: Nope, my songs make you think I was heartbroken.
Monie: You write songs?
Johnny: Yep, when I was born I was raised in the church and played a lot of instruments and wrote songs. I always wanted to be a song writer and an producer.
Monie: That's cool! I always wanted to be a poetry artist.
Johnny: Why you not up there citing your poems?
Monie: Because I don't want to and besides it takes me time.
Johnny: Bullshit!
Monie: Excuse me!?
Johnny: Bullshit! Just face it you are afraid of something. That's why you don't wanna go up there. I swear what ever is holding you back you need to quit it. Its ruining future and goals.
Monie: Who the hell are you to tell me I'm afraid, I'm not afraid of shit. Just like you not afraid to jizz in girls mouth.
Johnny: Damn you had to go there, but you show not afraid to speak your mind. You must be one of those bitter girls that can't get a man and still haves her virginity.
Monie: You know what I'm not bitter number one. I can get a man, but choose not to have one. Also, third of all I'm not virgin, just give me that damn bomb ass dick and call it a day. Cause guess what Tyrone wasn't complaining it when he was sliding in and out of this like a tootsie roll, Mutherfucker!Many of the diners look up at me, but I don't give a damn, they don't know what goes on in my life and what the fuck I'm feeling.
Monie:What the fuck y'all looking at, if it don't involves you then go the fuck on with your bad ass dry ass life. Dry as this damn fish. Also, take me the fuck home you just ruin my night fucking asswhole.
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The Understanding of One
Teen FictionThis story takes place in 1994 in Bronx, New York. It's about Cierra Jones a seventeen year old girl trying to find herself through out poetry, sex, drugs, and violence.