*****Later in the afternoon*****
Lyn's POV Well it was lunch time and it was time to meet up with the girls again. Can't wait to discuss things with the ole gals. *giggles up a storm while walking towards the cafeteria* I looked up as some ppl looked at me weird, so I contained my posture. I entered the cafeteria and I saw Lisa and sheela waiting on me at the first table. Lisa: It's about time you'd show up. She said while slurping on a green and blue slushy Sheela: I know right? She was ploppin some cheese balls in her mouth and smackin on them all ghetto-like. OMG I forgot today was slushy day. I'ma get me one. Lisa: Gurrrl don't bother. They ran out. Are you serious??? Lisa: Yuuup *slurps on slushy* Well you knew I love them, why you ain by me one? Lisa: Did you pay me $2.50 in advance so I could get you one? *sighs* Nahhhh Sheela: *balls up bag* Here throw my trash in the trash pleeez, nae nae? I raised my eyebrow at her. Uhhhh sheela who you thank i am? One of yo maids? Sheela: Nahhh. But it gives you suttem to do. STAWP. Lisa: So what we gone do now? Well let's see. I gotta eat first, remember? Lisa: Oh yea, that's right. Cuz me and sheela done ate. Sheela: Mm-hmm *passes her empty bag at Lisa* Oh really? What did you guys have, without me? Lisa: *gets up and throws trash away* A club sandwich from subway. Who took yall? Sheela: My auntie. Oh ok. Well, i'ma get me some lunch and we can catch up on some stuff. Lisa and sheela: Aight Let's see what we got for lunch today..... ****TM Twitter***** @jessicaprincelover: What's up TeamMindless??? I'm bored....should I kik prince? Cuz when me and him were on the phone talking last night he gave me his kik @jessicaprincelover: Prince said I could only give a few people his kik, so who wants it? DM me. @jessicaprincelover: Ok so I just got a text from Princeton. He said he missed talkin to me from last night. Awwww he so sweet. I miss him too. @jessicaprincelover: :) @TMGG: @jessicaprincelover would you SHUT-UP? Nobody gives a DAMN about you knowing prince you fake azz bitch. Why you lyin hoe? @jessicaprincelover: @TMGG: Who the HELL are you? Jealous much? @TMGG: @jessicaprincelover: Ain't nobody jealous of a fake bitch like you. You don't know prince so shut the hell up. @jessicaprincelover: @TMGG: Oh yea, wanna bet? I got both his cell number and his kik so HA! xD @TMGG: @jessicaprincelover: FYI I know about prince than you will EVER know. @jessicaprincelover @TMGG: *pretends to care* Blah, blah, blah...WHATEVER!!!! xD @jessicaprincelover: Don't you just hate when people act like they know somebody but they don't? @jessicaprincelover: It's funny how when I told ppl that I know prince personally I get haters. Watch when ppl hit me up before the #1GT comes ppl wanna know more... ****Amy's POV**** Hey Vicky, come here. I was online watching my tl when this idiot Jessica keeps bragging on about how she knows Princeton when it's obvious she doesn't. Victoria: Hey what's up? Have you seen twitter lately??? V: Duhhh, of course I have. What are we gonna do about her? V: Well....we'll think of something. In the meantime, I want you to keep an eye on her. See what else she spills. Oh and while you’re at it. Follow her, ask for a follow back and see if she will give you Princeton’s number and kik. Ahhhhhh and see if they match so that she is lying. V: *sarcastic* Heyyyy you got it. Good thinking Vickie. V: Mm-hmm So what did you learn from today's meeting that your dad was in? V: Well, he told me about the tour dates and the concept of the tour and some more ppl whose going to be headlining for them. OooooooOOOOO tell me, tell me. Please please Vicki..... V: Hmmm if I tell you then you're going to tell the others. And I want this to be special just between me and dad. But Vicky, we're like best friends, we share EVERYTHING.... V: Well, unfortunately this is one secret that I am NOT willing to share. Besides, your uncle is calling for you. Ok. I ran off to see what my uncle Kenny had wanted. *****Prod's POV***** I'm still on the plane awaiting my arrival to Philly and this beautiful girl name Kenyatta was sitting next to me. Jamming to Chris brown. The book I was reading was really good but I wanted to take a break from it to have a conversation with her. I politely tap on her shoulder and she jolted within her seat. She quickly took off my headphones and faced towards my direction. Kenyatta: Boy you scared meh Sorry. If you don't mind I would like to have a chat with you. K: Ohhh ok that's cool. *turns off iPod* so, whatcha wanna talk about. Ummm...ok. How are you? K: I'm good and you? I'm great thanks for asking We both laughed. K: Ok, I gotta question. Why are you goin to Philly? DAMN. Why she had to go and ask that. I cleared my throat. Ummm...I'm on a quest to find the best chicken made in Philly. Yea K: *giggles* you’re on a quest to find the best CHICKEN made in Philly??? Yeaa K: *laughs hysterically* OH MY GAHD...THAT'S THE FUNNIEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD!!! *laughs aloud* The snoring guy snores louder. Which was annoying the hell out of me, but I tried to ignore him as much as possible. Yea...I do love me some chicken though. Not just any chicken now. GOOD chicken. Homemade chicken. K: *laughs* Oh my goodness, I’m dying of laughter....you're too much. I pulled out a Kleenex from my bag and handed one to Kenyatta. She took it and wiped her eyes with it. K:*wipes eyes* Gee thanx You’re welcome Just two more hours and we’ll be in philly. ****Ray’s POV**** Me and my bro roc are happily enjoying our milkshakes as we just talk and think about what else we’re gonna do for this week. Roc: So ray, since you are our teacher, shouldn’t we be learning some moves right now? I mean yea it’s nice to chill every once and awhile but now I kinda feel guilty you know? Why? What’s there to feel guilty about? I told you I got this. Roc: I guess it’s because I’m so used to Dave’s schedule. Anything less than that leaves me feeling guilty. I sighed. Knowing roc would have his doubts part of me felt that this was true. But if it was anyone of us out of my broders that would go along with my plan, I thought it would be roc. But now I’m not so sure. Hopefully nobody has even thought to call up on Dave. If they did, we were gonna be in BIG trouble. It is now the evening time in which the boys have already returned safely back to the conjunction house. They are practicing together their dance moves down in the living room when Walter, Keisha and Kenneth have arrived with some dinner. Papa John’s Pizza! Ray: *sniffs* Mmmmmm MM. We having pizza tonight? Keisha: Yep. You boys go help Kenny with the groceries. Roc and ray went outside to help Kenny. Prince helped Keisha with the pizza and prod has landed safely in Philly. The boys had forgotten ALL about him. UH-OH. What will they do? What excuses or plans will they have to explain for prodigy’s absence for tonight as well as the other nights? Prodigy plans on staying the full two weeks in Philly. He only hopes that the boys try to buy him some time and keep him posted around the house so he won’t feel left out. Once all the groceries were put up the boys were excited to eat. Walter: Ah-ah-ah. No eating pizza, until you wash up for supper. ¾ MB: *sucks teeth* Awwwww maaan Walter: *points* Go on and do as you’re told. ¾ walked out of the kitchen but within a few seconds Walter asks them a question they had forgot to prepare for. W: Hey guys, have you seen prod? Both roc and prince turn their heels in the hall and turn back towards the kitchen ray was the closest to the bathroom and ignored the question as if he hadn’t heard it. Roc: *whispers to p* Prince, what are we gonna tell Walter about prod? Prince: *whispers* Oh yea, I forgot that he was out of state right now. Damn. Um. Roc: *whispers* let’s just tell him the truth. Prince: *whispers* WHAT? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Anything but THAT? We need something that is quick and logical. They both thought until Walter walked out of the kitchen and saw the two boys thinking. Walter put both of his hands on his hips and looked at the boys sternly. W: Guys, didn’t you hear me? I said where’s prod? Roc: *nervous* Uhhh umm *turns to prince* Prince: *nervous* Well, prod…he’s um…he’s… Just then the bathroom door open and out came ray drying his hands. They all turned towards him. Royce had a look of fear upon their faces as Walter had a curious look on his face as he decided that since Royce (roc and prince) couldn’t give him a straight answer of where prod is then maybe ray would know. W: Ray, have you seen prod? Where is he? And tell him to come down stairs for dinner. Ray: *repeated in nervousness* Where’s Prod? W: Yea, that’s what I said. Ray: Oh I know…Hold on*walks pass them and walks to the stair case* (smiles) He’s up in his room and I’ll go check on him. At that moment Royce was internally relieved for NOW. Keisha suddenly walks out of the kitchen holing a big bag of sour cream and onion chips and smacking on them furiously as she looked at the Royce and Walter. Keisha: What’s up with yall? W: Nothing, nothing. I’m waiting til ray comes back with prod from upstairs. K: *munches on chips* Ok. *swallows and offers the boys some chips* Yall want some chips? Roc: Ummm, sure. Prince: Yea we’d like some. They both walk up to Keisha and held out their hands to receive a handful of sour cream and onion chips. Royce: Thank Keisha! Keisha: *folds up bag* you’re welcome. Did you guys wash your hands yet? Prince: Not us, but ray did. Keisha: Well go wash up. Come on Walter we’ll wait for the boys in the kitchen. W: Alright. ***Lyn’s POV*** This afternoon which was earlier my grandmother had picked me up and took me to her house. I still have to write my paper about the famous celebrity which is due tomorrow. I was hungry so I walked into the kitchen to fix a quick sandwich. As I was eating my grandmother walked in the kitchen and told me that the TV room needs cleaning. So after I finished my sandwich and fixed some water I went to work. There was a little basket that held the cleaning supplies in. I grab the lemon oil and a clean rag and start at the bottom of the shelf. I removed all the items out the way. I opened the lemon oil, covered the bottle with the rag and tilt it quickly so that the liquid would appear on the rag as I started scrubbing. The shelf contained a lot of dust because this is like a storage room. No one really comes into here. Some of my relatives visit every now and then and leave their belongings in here and as time go by they are forgotten. All these figurines are dirty. They use to be beautiful, but not anymore. There is a working TV, but no cable. Dozens of obituaries, knick knacks, and a collection of VHS videos were inside the shelf below the TV. As I stood up to remove some stuff from the third shelf, there was a small book with floral designs as I grabbed it and blew off the dust. Hmmm. I never noticed this before I said to myself. It was a small photo album. I was intrigued to find out what was in it so I looked around for a place to sit down and quickly look through the book. I stepped over a duffle bag and walked underneath an old exercise machine and plopped on the sofa. I had to move some teddy bears, dolls and old clothes out the way for me to be completely comfortable. Once I did that I opened it. I flipped through and saw my grandmother at younger age. She’s seventy five now, but in this picture she looks much younger. Maybe around in her forties? The picture showed a dark-skinned woman, my mother and some other people at what looks like a party of some sort. Then I turned the page to see that same dark-skinned woman again except this time I was in the picture. It was my first birthday as there is a small birthday cake with a blue candle. Darago was also in this picture. He made a silly face. I guess because I was unhappy. I didn’t look happy in the picture and so I just put two and two together. Who is this dark-skinned woman? She had long wavy hair. I turned the page…there were a few familiar pictures I have already seen such as my graduation from kindergarten, me, mom and darago at the beach, me and darago at a school play, me, grandma, darago, and mom getting ready for church on Easter Sunday. I turned some more pages til I found a picture of me with some other kid. It looked like a boy. He wore his hair in plaits. He had a cute smile on his face. We were of similar complexion. Hmmmmm. Who was this kid and who was this dark-skinned lady I kept seeing? I don’t remember ever seeing these people before in my life. At least I don’t think I have. Maybe this kid I went to school with back in kindergarten? Nah, I would have remembered him. Time was passing by and I had forgotten to finish dusting as my grandma peeped in the room looking around. Granma: So how’s the cleaning coming? I quickly close the photo album and hid it behind me. Umm great I smiled. Granma: Ok, that’s good. Well I came to tell you that your mom just called and said that she won’t be picking you up tonight and that ‘rago was coming instead. Oh ok thanks. Granma: Oh and I also made fixed you some dinner. You know chef Boyardee spaghetti and meatballs? Yes ma’am (I LOVED me some chef Boyardee!!!! How come she didn’t fix one of her home made dinners?) Granma: Well, it’s on the stove heating up. And I got some Kool-Aid in here if you want some. You can make some. Alright granny thanks! Granma walked off as I carefully replaced everything back into its place on the couch. Grabbed the photo album and put all that stuff back into its place on the shelf and quickly continued to clean the shelf while my mind was curious about the young boy and dark-skinned woman in our family photo album.
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