"Chapter 1....
Hi,I guess....Umm I'm Celina Rivera. The quiet,clumsy,mostly keep to myself girl.The one you look over at every time,extremely long dark brown hair,caramel skin tone,big black nerd glasses sometimes,dresses like a tomboy sometimes too?The little black girl with big hips that her cousin keeps warning her about whenever she eats McDonald's.Yeah that's me :/ I guess you can say Ima a loner or antisocial kinda person.When my dad unexpectedly died a few years ago,I and my little bro Aj had to live with my Aunt Belle down South.I guess over those years I became quiet,independent,not caring to wear a frilly dress,put on makeup or even flirt with boys. Life seems different without my dad.I haven't really thought of him in months until now.
"Oh dear,I'm so sorry for the loss of your aunt."
I grinned pulling this stupid black dress down Miranda picked out.Least she let me keep my black high tops.
"Yeah,she'll be missed very much."
I said walking off the viewing of my dead aunt.Everyone was leavin' for the reception and burial.I grabbed my purse on the front bench,droppin' it in the process.
"Crap."I mumbled gettin it from under the bench.I popped back up to no one but me. I walked over to my aunt to say one more goodbye.
"Bye Aunt Bel...."
I trailed off seeing something a little strange to be on a dead old person.
Two small round bumps or holes in her neck.
"You gotta enough of lookin' at Aunt Belle."
I jumped spinning around to see my older bro Marcus.
"Umm yeah."I said breathing now.
He and one of my cousins were about to put the casket in hearse.
"Gon' on there.Mirandas waitin' in the limo."
"Ok."I said walking down the aisle shortly after dropping my purse spilling everything in it.Trust me there's not much in it.
"You got the other Siiiddde!"
He tripped over my foot,causing me to go face down,the casket coming almost onto Marcus,sliding down the steps of the church wi..." http://wattpad.com/story/1666890
