Hey my name is Jamyla and I'm dark skin chic with brown curls. I'm broke, because I spent all my allowance on snacks last week. I missed the presale for the aatw tour. And I really wanted to go. I begged my parents and they told me no and that I should be more responsible with my money. I'm heavyset, I have pepper freckles across my face and I feel ugly. But good thing that I have some positivity in my life that compromises of four talented and equally sexy boys. *sighs* Almost in every picture I see of the boys they have girls lighter than me. It's not fair. I feel discouraged. When will it be the day when the boys hang around or take pictures with girls of my complexion and my body type?
It was June 1st around five in the morning. I checked my cellphone. It was 5:45 am. I was awake and couldn't go back to sleep. I was also hungry, but didn't feel like getting up. My bed was just too comfortable. I tossed and turned and closed my eyes until I heard a strange noise outside my window. It sounded like a vehicle. I told myself with my eyes still closed that unless there was real danger, I’m not getting up. The vehicle sounded like it stop because it made a distinctive noise that I heard before. While the vehicle was on I could hear some people talking. *sighs* OK, let me get up and see what's this about. I can't help it that I'm nosey as I sit up in my bed peeking through the blinds. I saw this big ole tour bus. POV: A Tour bus? What's that doing in our neighborhood? The was heavily decorated with words and nice graphics: "Mindless Behavior presents All Around The World Tour featuring Coco Jones and The OMG Girlz 2013." Then I looked around for the people as they were behind the bus chattering. It looked like four boys who looked like MB, but then I wanted to double check and look closer and turns out that really was the boys. I let out a low squeal and fan girled in place. I continued to watch and listen to the boys. DAMN. I wish I had a bowl of fresh popcorn and some cherry Kool-Aid on the side. Damn, Princeton was looking fine as a mug, even though it was still midnight blue outside. As time flew by it was now going on to 7 o'clock. The sky was a shade of light blue. Since I was too nervous to slip out of the house and meet the boys I fell asleep and when I woke up the tour bus was gone. POV: WHAT? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. How could they leave they were just here a few minutes ago. Why did they leave? I sat down in my bed and moped. I was sad. My one chance of getting to know the boys. Oh well. I glumly got out of bed and to get dressed and eat my breakfast. I wore my MB shirt from the #1 Girl tour, denim blue jeans, and my white reeboks. I caught the school bus while mentally kicking my brains on the one unique chance I had to meet MB. All throughout my classes during school, all I could think about was missing my big chance. Why am I so worried about this when they don't even know or care about my existence? If I did meet the guys, I’m pretty sure that a swarm of ratchet light skinned thin chicks would be all up on them stealing what was supposed to be mines. My special moment with MB. Just once God, is all I'm asking and praying for. After school on the bus ride home. All I could think about is what the boys "used" to say in their old interviews. "We don't discriminate." And In their song Mrs. Right they say "We don't discriminate girls no we love 'em all." So I wouldn't be surprised if they would choose the pretty girl all the time. We entered into my neighborhood as I saw a medium size crowd from out the corner of my eye as I looked forward to see what the fuss was about? It wasn't a fight or that nobody died, but there was a huge "tour bus" and as soon as I saw that I stood up and carefully moved to the front of the bus to be left off to see what was going on. People were in line getting food. And good thing too because I was hungry and mama didn't make anything for dinner this morning. I had my backpack on looking retarded. I didn't need it, but my house was a couple of blocks away so I remained where I was. Seems like MB was serving up the food as more ppl from the whole neighborhood had flocked to the first street where the community center was. *feedback* Kenneth: *testing mic* Test, test, test. 1 2, 3. Test, test, test. 1, 2, 3. Walter: Hey yo Kenny are we good? K: yea man, we good. W: Alright thanks. W: CAN I HAVE EVERYONE'S ATTENTION PLEASE? I WOULD LIKE TO THANK YOU ALL FOR WELCOMING US INTO YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD. NOW THE YOUNG MEN WHO ARE THE SERVERS FOR THIS AFTERNOON ARE FOUR TALENTED GUYS WHO WILL HAVE YOU SPEECHLESS BECAUSE THEY ARE THAT GOOD. THINK OF THEM LIKE B2K, NEW EDITION, AND THE JACKSON 5. AS A GROUP THEY ARE KNOWN AS MINDLESS BEHAVIOR. Everyone clapped and was excited. W: FOR RIGHT NOW. I'M GOING TO LET THE BOYS EAT AND THEN THEY WILL PERFORM A FEW SONGS FOR YOU ALL AND SOME FROM THEIR UPCOMING TOUR STARTING JUL 3. AFTER THEIR PERFORMANCE, WE HAVE SOME TICKETS YOU CAN BUY FROM US AND YOU CAN SEE THEM LIVE. IT'S GOING TO BE A REAL TREAT. SO ENJOY THE FREE FOOD AND ENJOY THE SHOW. THANK YOU! Everyone clapped again! I got in line as I saw Princeton and ray ray looking towards my direction and whispering to each other. I wonder what they were talking about. We all had to get in one line, but they were serving up two different options: Hamburger or Hotdog, chips and a soda. The boys also gave out pamphlets of their bio and what they do. I'm getting me a hamburger. I wonder who is grilling all this food. Just then some of the hood rats showed up. Jazminda, La'Quisha, and Sharawn. UGH. It's not that I have a hatred for light skinned girls but to me most of them do the absolute most. Just because they are 10 shades lighter than me. I bet they don't even know who MB is. Whenever there is free food, you know black people make it they business and see what's up. And then these hood chicks call themselves walking into the front of the line looking like dirty hoochies. Old guy: Ooooo we. Dinner and a show? Now that's what I'm talking bout, ya heard meh? Jazminda: Oooo I didn't know yall had some free food here. Can me and my girls get some? Princeton: *smiles* Sure sweetheart, but you have to get in the back of the line. *points towards the back* POV: That's right prince you tell 'em. Jazminda: So tell me handsome, what's your name? I bet you not from here, are you? La'Quisha: Duh mee mee, he ain't from around here. *looks prince up and down* I bet yo name is La'Bronte. You look like a La ‘Bronte. POV: La ‘Bronte? The fuck? Their way off if they think that he looks like a La ‘Bronte. Sharawn: So what are yall namez? And where have yall been at all my life? Ray: Well my name is ray ray, his name is Princeton, that there is prodigy and this is roc royal. Hood rats: :O Prince: Yea, we get that alot. Jazminda: What kinda retarded name is Princeton, roc royal and prodigy? Sharawn: Yea? I'm lovin this ray ray dude. *reaches for the ponytails* Ray: *smacks hand away* so, what will it be, hot dog or hamburger? *smiles* Sharawn: *flirts* Hot dog. POV: Ugh. I knew this would happen. They practically talked themselves into skipping the line. There were two people ahead of me as I overheard both prince and ray talking about "preferences" and I was interested to know what they were saying. Prince: Well, everyone has their "likes" and "dislikes" in skin tone, but I want a light skin chic. Ray: When you say that you prefer a light skin chic, were you talking about those girls earlier? Prince: *blushes* Well, jazminda was kinda cute. She reminds me of a lovely mix of Beyoncé and Rihanna. Ray: Well I like La'Quisha. She cute for a shorty. Next was me. I held out my plate waiting for my grilled hamburger to be in its bun. Prince: I mean, not that there's anything wrong with dark skin girls, I just prefer honey over chocolate sometimes *shrugs* and that's just me. Ray: Yea ain't nothing wrong with a little flavor here and there. My heart sank after hearing those words. The way he described my skin tone, even if there was nothing wrong with my skin tone. I was about to tear up when I heard a voice ask me what's the matter? Me: It's nothing. ???: It must be something if you hold you head down like that? Are you embarrassed or ashamed? I looked up and it appears to be prodigy. Of course. He's my second fave and I believe he's the sweetest. Prod: So what would it be beautiful? Hotdog or hamburger? Me: *mumbles* Hamburger. *moves down the line* with some cheese, pickles, onions, tomatoes, lettuce and mustard. And ranch dressing. Prod: WOW. You have quite the appetite. Me: *nervous* Yea. Prod: But it's all good though. As long as you're eating and not being a glutton. Me: Oh no, never that. I see those 3 hood rats on sticks walking around and looking back at me laughing. It's almost if they barely touched their food. What a waste. Me: *mumbles* At least I eat my food. Prod: What was that hun? Me: Oh sorry, I was talking about myself. After I got my hamburger together, my sour cream and onion chips and a ginger ale I found a nice spot to sit at while the boys were performing. It was now 4:35 pm and they performed 3 songs from their debut album and then 3 from their new album. I was so happy inside as I chew into my perfect cheeseburger, munched on a few chips and sipped some ale. They finished their last song as everyone clapped and I clapped afterwards. W: ONCE AGAIN THAT WAS MINDLESS BEHAVIORRRRRR. PRODIGY, ROC ROYAL, RAY RAY AND PRINCETON! THEY WILL LIVE ON TOUR THIS SUMMER! IF YOU WANT TO SEE THESE BOYS LIVE IN CONCERT PLEASE COME FORWARD AND PURCHASE YOUR TICKETS. WE'RE SELLING THEM UNTIL 6:30 AND THEN WE'RE SHUTTING DOWN. WE WILL HAVE A 1 HOUR MEET AND GREET ON THE BUS TO ASK THE BOYS SOME QUESTIONS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. Some people got up and went their separate ways others went to go buy their tickets. There were some children present and they seemed pretty joyful by the entertainment. I was finished as I got up and dusted myself off. I looked around me and was absolutely ashamed that people were litterbugs. We do have garbage bins nearby, but I guess they were lazy and bored to be responsible for their trash. Just then I heard giggles from above me. Jazminda: Ewww, what are you doing? Me: What does it LOOK like I'm doing? I'm picking up trash. La'Quisha: Wait hold up. Who do you think you are talkin too. Me: I was obviously talking to-- Jazminda shoves me unto the ground. Both her girls pointed and laughed at me. Hood rats: *laughed* AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH Jazminda bends down and faces me eye to eye. Jazminda: LOOK fatty, *pokes me* nobody raises their voice at me, when I ask them a question, understood? *pokes me* La'Q: OOooooooooo YOU GOT TOLD. Sharawn: HEY DARK CHOCOLATE, YOU GONNA ANSWER HER BACK OR WHAT? La' Q: YEAAAAAA Prod: HEY WHAT'S GOING ON OVER THERE? Hood rats: NOTHING. Prod: *reaches hand to jamyla* you ok? Me: Yea Sharawn: *taps prod* HEY! Weren't you the guy that was just singing on stage? Prod: Yea why? Sharawn: You sounded good. Prod: *smiles* Thanks. Jazminda: Yo, this is WACK, I'm goin home. La'Q: Yea, me too gurl. Sha: I'll be right behind following you guys. Those idiots walked off as I dusted myself off again. Prod: Are you ok? Me: Yea, I'll be fine. Prod: you sure? Me: Yea. Prod: Well, hey if you want, you go buy your tickets for the concert now. I slowly dumped my trash into the trash, grabbed my backpack and walked off. Me: Um, no thanks. Besides, I don't have the money. Prod: Well, if money is a concern then I can pay for your ticket. I turned around in curiosity. Me: Really? You'd do that for me? Prod: Sure. I would do it for any fan. Besides, you were the only one that showed your support. *points to jamyla's shirt* Me: *looks at shirt* Oh yea, I totally forgot that I was wearing this. We both walked over to the tour bus as prod told me to wait outside for a while. He came back and handed me a VIP pass. WOW. Prod was smiling. Me: *smiles* Thanks I hugged him. Prod: You’re welcome. We looked around as MB's camp was cleaning up and more people leaving. Me: Well, it's getting late. I should probably head home. Prod: Ok. But before you go I need to tell Walter something so stay right here for me. Me: Ok After a minute prod came back and we were walking together as the streetlights came on. Prod: WOW. I didn't expect that to come happen. I mean I did but it kinda had me jumpin a little. Me: *giggles* you’re so funny Prod: And you're so pretty when you smile. I was blushing real hard under the streetlight as we could hear the camp in the distance. We stood in front of someone's yard as a car came to stop at the stop sign and the ppl inside were looking at us. I looked away in from prod because people actually know me from around here but they didn't know prod. They saw him as a regular teen. The car had drove off as we stood there in awkwardness. Prod: What was that all about? Me: *shakes head* Nothing I just--- Suddenly prod grasped his big strong hands against my soft chubby cheeks and passionately kissed me under the streetlights. Even though I didn't really know him like that, I just let it happen. I forgot about all my problems as I melted away with his soft and passionate kisses. His hands slowly drifted away from my face and traveled down to my curves. He was feeling all over them. More cars passed but I did not care. Prod released away from my lips and stared into my gentle eyes. Then a car drove by fast interrupting our moment and was then put in reverse to where we were standing. It was my dad. Dad: JAMYLA, IS THAT YOU? Me: *nervous* Y-yes dad. Dad: GETCHO FAT AZZ IN THIS CAR GUH. I BEEN LOOKIN EVERYWHERE FOR YOU. WHAT THE SAM HILL IS WRONG WITHCHU? AIN'T GOT SENSE ENOUGH TO CALL ME AND TELL ME WHERE YOU WERE? I nervously waved prod good bye as he did the same. I quickly rushed to the other side as I was embarrassed and upset by my dad. I don't know how much he had seen of us just standing there or kissing, hopefully none of it. I looked down at my VIP pass for the tour. Knowing dad he would not let me go. Especially after tonight. He drove off leaving prod behind. Dad: WHO WAS THAT BOY YOU WERE STANDING WITH? ---Awkward silence---- Dad: JAMYLA! I AIN'T GONE ASKED YOU AGAIN. NOW WHO WAS THAT BOY YOU WAS STANDING WITH JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO. I begin to tear up. If I told him the truth he would never understand. I HATE HIM. Me: *cries* JUST A BOY FROM SCHOOL DAD. Dad: OH Yea? Well that's ALL he better be. Cuz I ain raisin no babies. We arrived home as I ran straight passed the kitchen where mama had dinner prepared. Straight passed my baby sister's room where she was silently playing with her toys by herself I ran to my room and closed the door. I plopped on the bed and cried myself to sleep. Hoping that tomorrow would be a better day.
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