Jasmine Johnson is just a regular teen from Atlanta . She live in middle class suburbs however she battle with girls from the hood everyday for her different style and mindset.Also her Dads side of the family hates her and she is struggling to fix...
"Hel- '' I said with a raspy waking up voice. Before I can even finish Sasha, my best friend, yelled into the phone"GIRL WHERE ARE YOU AT? YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE AT THE SKATEPARK 10 MINUTES AGO!!!!!"
I sighed till groggy with my morning time mood. "What are you talking about? Its only 3 we was suppose to be there be 4-"
"Girl wtf are you talking about.Its 4:10! Get her NOWWWW! We still need to catch the night bus home and get food."
"OK ,see you soon brat"I said giggling and leaving my full size bed. Sasha acts like we ain't finna have plenty of time to skate. That girl is such a control freak.I said laughing at myself.I looked into my closet to find some skating clothes. "I'm feeling like the usual graphic tee and biker shorts"I scrolled through my outfit trying to find a good top to match my black biker shorts it said VANS on the side."Oh what about-"I stopped in shock as I looked at the black Backwoods sweatshirt . "I thought I threw this away" I thought as I stared at the material. I zoned out and flashbacks of freshman year started to play in my head "WHAT THE FUCK JASSY!YOU CRAZY BITCH"Red hot flames shot up in my flashback and the heat from the fire I am still feeling today
"I warned you T-" tears started forming in my eyes before my past self could say his name.
"No jassy leave that in the past,you are not crazy" I forced myself to think as the memories slowly creeped back into my mind.I choose my black graphic tee and my retro jordans to wear.I put them on in a hurry trying to remember the bus schedule in my head "16 southbound should be there by 4:20 so I got .....shit 10 minutes" I grabed my Iphone 8 plus and my bratz dolls theme skateboard and ran out my room the blur of concert posters dazed in the back of my vision
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"Jasmine Johnson!Get down here maam." My mom yelled from downstairs in the kitchen. "I'm coming mom!" I yelled back running and tripping down the brown oakwood stairs.
I walked into the kitchen and saw my mom feeding Jerome Mac and cheese. "Yes Ms.Johnson, How can I help you on this wonderful day?" I said in a singsong voice .Since my mom was a teacher I would sometimes call her by her teacher name just for fun. "Jassy why are these dishes not done? You get out of school at 2:30 and it's 4:15! Get them done before I make you change your behavior card from green to red young lady" My mom said jokingly while pointing to the sink. "Actually Mom it's Star tu-" I said before getting interrupted by my little 14 year old sister Star. I saw a small brown head pop out her room "NO ITS NOT SHE LYING MOM.
"Trust me mom, check the chore board, It did them Wednesday and Tuesday.
My mom looked at the fridge and said "your right,STAR GET DOWN HERE AND WASH THESE DISHES!THERE'S NO MAIDS IN THIS HOUSE"Star walked down the stairs and said in a mocking tone "yes we do ,jassy is our maid,"I swung at her as Star ducked and stuck her toungue out at me. "I'm about to be a jailbird if you keep trying me,Mom where's my purse?" "How should i know ?" She said as wiping Jerome dirty brown lips .I grabbed my red jelly purse from the floor next to backpack 'Mom remember I'm going to the skate park then out to eat with sasha " "Ok you know about curfew, so you ass better be in this house by then "Yes mom 8:00-" At the same time we said "cause nothing good happened in Atlanta at night".
