Something Different

chapter 1

Bliss P.O.V.
I walked out of the Brick Haven complex, the worst apartment complex in Harlem. Its in the center of the hood an it was raggedy. Honestly the only reason I live here is because they were the only apartments housing minors because they didnt really care as long as I had the money. I stepped out and onto the sidewalk ready to get my day started. First I had to go to work, then come home get my homework and stuff done. Ive been stressing myself out lately trying to make ends meet. Im thinking about getting another job.

I race down the pavement trying to make it to work on time. I glance to my right and see this dude I know from Valent high school. His name is Tyrell and I had to say I truly dont like dude. He stay flexing and some of us out here struggling. I hated that he didnt have a care in the world and didnt know what its like to work hard. Simple to say that we dont get along. I just shrugged him off and continued my jogged to work.

I arrived at work two minutes earlier then normal which was a plus. I clocked in and took my place behind the counter. I work at this chinese place on 147th. It pays nice and its own by a black couple. Ive known them way before my parents died so when I told them I needed a job they helped me out.

A group of guys walked in and they were mad loud. I fucking hate them obnoxious people that come in like they aint got no home training. They began to walk my way. I sighed and put on a fake smile so I can quickly  get them out of my face.

"Welcome to That Chinese Place, how may I assist you today?" I recited through my fake smile which was hurting my face.

"Damn son she fine as fuck." One of the boys said. I mentally rolled my eyes waiting for them to order. I saw Tyrell and I sighed. Of course he had to be the one stepping up to order the food.

"Aye lil mama you go to Valent dont you?" He asked.

"Yes I do now if your not ordering anyth-." I mumbled before he cut me off.

"Oh yea let us get 6 of them little boxes of shrimp fried rice and 12 eggrolls." He said with a smile. He pulled out a wad of money and started counting it. Now everyone knows your not suppose  to count you money in front of people. Its disrespectful and stupid, an now that I think about he's both so of course silly me.

"Ard here now hurry up mama I got shit to do." He said giving me $20.00. I rolled my eyes and walked to the kitchen door. I told the chef the order and walked  right back to where I was.

"Aye how much you willin to take to lemme fuck?" He questioned. Aw now he got me fucked up. He think im one of these hoes that will fuck for two dollars and a twizzler.

"Yo how much you trynna pay to get ya ass whoop. I promise you I  will beat ya ass in front of ya friends cause you mad disrespectful. Ill really smack you. Ion care what ya gender is my hands is bi-sexual I fight both my guy. Now say something else even a little disrespectful imma jaw you no joke." I said resting
my hands on the counter. I swear im so sick of him.

"Yo lil mama you cant take a joke damnn I was just fuckin witchu." He said laughing like what I didnt just say was serious.

"Whatever just stop talking to me." I said. I looked behind me to see if their food was ready yet. I saw the bags sitting on the kitchen window ledge.

I walked back and grabbed the bag and sat them on the counter.

"Here is ya food thank you for eating with That Chinese Place have a nice day." I spat through a fake forced smile. He grabbed the food and walked out with his little entourage running behind him.

"I cant stand that little clown." I mumbled to myself walking to the back.

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My shift was finally ovet and I was exhausted. All I want to do is get home and sleep. I remembered I still had to wash clothes and do the rest of my 0. I groaned inwardly looking at the cat wall clock seeing that it was now 9:05 I needed to hurry up so I can get to sleep.