I had everything a girl could want.
What YaYa wanted YaYa got.
"𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞" 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝
"My milkshake bring all the boys to the yard mm Mm mm hm." I mumbled to myself.
"Ooouu la la."
"Daddy can I get this pink Telfar bag?"
"Get it Yanyria."
"Yay!"
"The last thing I wanna hear is your mama telling me "you spoil her too much" and "anything she want you always get it."
I rolled my eyes.
"Because you do daddy.. mama ain't wrong you made me get a job when I was sixteen why she can't work?" Jatavia asked.
"Jealous?" I asked looking at the price tag.
Jatavia is my big sister.
"𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐘𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧" 𝐛𝐲 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝
(This one of those slow motion scenes that introduces the characters if ykyk lol)
My sister was cool when she wasn't getting on my damn nerves.
Even though we had a seven year age difference she was like one of my besties.
We act the same.
That's why the family called us the "boujie twins" whatever the fuck that meant cause we ain't even twins.
"Alright now y'all don't start that bickering shit." My daddy said.
I stuck my tongue out at Jatavia.
She rolled her eyes.
"Big ass kid." She said to herself.
"You gettin something Jatavia?" My daddy asked.
"No Daddy I got my own money."
"From what and where .. cause you ain't working." He said.
I chuckled.
"Mmcht.. I'm starting my salon and lash business I told you and mama that."
"I just signed the lease on the building."
I put my purse on the counter.
"Hello did you find everything okay today?" The cashier asked.
"Of course thank you for asking." I said.
Jatavia laughed.
"Girl." She said.
"Okay your total will be $297.00."
"Will you be paying cash or card today?"
"Cash." My dad said.
He handed her the cash.
"Thank you have a nice day!" The cashier said.
"You do the same." I said.
"Alright back to the Johnson's house we go." My dad said.
We made it home an hour later after leaving Saks Fifth Avenue.
"MAMA WE HOME." I yelled.
"Dang Yanyria why you being so loud?" Jatavia asked mugging me.
My mama walked downstairs.
"Mmhm busted." She said looking at my daddy.
"You brought your daughter another purse to go with her other five hundred purses sitting in her room upstairs."
"Just because you see it in the store Yaya doesn't mean you need to buy it."
"But mama-.."
"Aht.. no back talk Yaya."
She always making me guilt trip for being spoiled by my dad.
My daddy rich he ain't worrying bout no purse.
"Hello." My mama said to my dad.
"Alright mama I promise I'm not gone ask daddy to buy me no more purses if we go to the mall." I said.
"Girl yeah right." Jatavia said.
"And what did you buy Jatavia?"
"Huh." She said.
"If you can huh you can hear." My mama said.
"I didn't buy anything actually."
"Not this time." My mama said.
"She claim she got her own money." My dad said.
"From what and where?"
"Humph that's the same thing I asked." My dad said.
"My business ma I told you that."
"Oh that's right." She said.
"Anyways I'm going to my room." I said.
"And make sure you make it back downstairs in time to eat your food little girl." My mama said.
"Alright alright."
"And Dess coming over here too just to let y'all know so make enough food." I said peaking my head out from the stairwell.
"Oh we know." They said at the same time.
"Me too.. I gotta make this phone call I'll come back down to eat." Jatavia said.
"Ja-.."
"Don't look at me that's your daughters." My dad said.
(Upstairs)
Jatavia came in my room.
"Lil dusty girl." She said throwing the pillow at me.
"Dusty?"
"Bitch please."
"Ain't nothing dusty bout me baby girl."
"Mmcht anyways I came in here to tell you to make sho you still keeping hush."
"Bout what.. them hood bums you be messing with over there on o block."
"Yo secret definitely safe with me.. embarrassing."
"Mmcht it look like a bitch like me would mess with a bum nigga?"
"Girl you crazy.. all my niggas is either drug dealers or scammers."
"And you proud of that?"
"They ain't broke so I don't really give a fuck."
"He keep me in Chanel."
"Jatavia you can buy yo own Chanel though."
"I know but I want his money."
"Hmm." She said chuckling.
I take back what I said about me and her being alike.
"Anyways bye ugly I'm going call my nigga."
"Ugly where?"
"All right here."
"Girl get out." I said throwing my pillow at her.
"Aht Aht Yaya I just got this wig installed."
I really couldn't figure out why Jatavia found hood niggas so fascinating.
Why was she so interested in them dudes?
But then again I was only sixteen so I never really cared to figure out boys.
All I cared about was keeping my hair, nails, and makeup done.
Not to mention keeping my clothes up to part.
I turned on "7/11" by Beyoncé.
"Shoulders sideways, smack it smack it in the air." I sung.
"This my shit."
"YAYA DESS HERE!" My dad yelled.
"Damn she made it fast."
I walked downstairs.
"DESS!" I said excitedly.
"BESTIE BESTIE!" She said.
"Mwah Mwah."
"Don't look at me that's yo daughter and ha friend." My daddy said.
"Girl come on I gotta run tea."
Me and her walked upstairs.
"Hold on what tea y'all talkin bout it better not be bout them lil knucklehead ass boys." My daddy said.
"Mmcht." I said smacking my teeth.
"Jared leave them girls alone." My mama said.
(Upstairs)
"Mr. Jared know we gone be talkin bout boys so I don't even know why he say that." Desirae said.
"Like what he want us to talk about .. girls?"
"Like we lesbian or some."
"Exactly." I said.
Both of us laughed.
"But girl before you get into yo tea let me get into mines." Desirae said.
"What's tea?"
"So you know Tyson right." She asked.
"Tyson that's on the basketball team?" I asked.
"Girl who else."
"Okay we on the same page."
"Okay so tell me why Friday at school he came up to me asking me about you."
"You lying."
"No girl I swear .. Tyson want you."
"He told me to tell you holla at him when you get back to school."
"Aht Aht I'm not worrying bout no Tyson that's Riyanna man."
"Obviously not if he tryna get with my bestie."
"I'll see."
I wasn't really interested in Tyson though.
Like I said worrying about boys never was my thing.
I liked hand bags not boys.