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Date Posted: 16:23:11 07/09/02 Tue
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's message, "Diva B Productionz Presents...*Another Black Story*" on 20:51:50 07/04/02 Thu
~Flashback~
Dynasty practice schedule is the same every week. No matter if one person is missing we still going to do something on our practice day just in case we got new ideas unless we all got to be real busy that day. Mama always want to remind me, “I know you wanna do this so I’m let chu, but if your studies get interfered then I’m gon’ put a whip on you and make you quick” Sho, you know I took that to heart, but Mama ain’t gon’ do nothing. I’m just going to be safe just in case. I’m feeling particularly good this morning since I talked to “my man” Reggie all night last night. Oh goodness, he’s everything, MY everything in fact. I mean I know some of you ladies can agree with me. You know how you been up late at night with your boyfriend just talking about anything that pops in yall mind from nature to b2k to other music to love I mean that’s me and Reggie and I ain’t ever had a boyfriend like him before. As long as I hear his voice and happy he calls I’m feeling good. Yall feel me? Check it, it’s like 3am in the morning and you have to get off the phone and neither one of yall wanna hang up and he says “I love you” and you know he mean it and it’s like if you died at that moment you wouldn’t mind cause you felt so lovely. So loved and superior. I sound like a white book story huh? Well get back in what I was sayin…so you lying on your pillow just smiling because he said it and then you try to ask stupid like you didn’t hear him and he says, “You heard me” and then you reply, “Naw, baby I didn’t what you say?” and then he says it again and you get all happy all over again. I mean that’s how I was feeling. I was just so great. We never even hung up the phone that nite we laid next to our phones as we both feel asleep. Oh, what a feeling! Anyways, back to reality.
I woke up that morning smiling at the phone laying on the end of the bed. Some way I manage to kick it down tha end of the bed. I could hear him breathing and he was still sleep so I hung up the phone after whispering I love you. I got out the bed and made it immediately I was all of a sudden full of energy looking around my room at all my B2K and IMx posters I love so much. Then my stank brother Darius walked in messing up my Saturday morning love vibe. He gets on my dang nerves sometimes. Why I had to get a little brother even though he’s like 14 but still. Why he think he all that?
“Macy, guess what? I BET you can’t guess wsup. Guess?” He challenged crossing his arms in front of him sweat dripping down his body and smiling with confidence. He need to put on a shirt I thought to my shirt as well as the fact his braids was so damn nappy I couldn’t find a part, so I should rebraid it soon. Darius still gon’ be a ball park to them girls though.
“What’s It now? You got a new girlfriend? You finally got an A on-“
“Naw, naw, you so way off you freezing in the ice box. He day I get an A you’d be the last I tell, you’d make every excuse saying I cheated and stuff. Guess again…” He laughed assured that I wasn’t going to get it. I wasn’t going to give up yet. I say on the bed and got to thinking.
Darius ain’t patient so he was anxious to tell me, “Dang girl lemme just tell yo dumb self. Well, you know how I been workin’ to get a PS2 right?” I looked at him curious. “You got one D. You don’t another one?”
“Yeah I do. That other one don’t work no more. I don’t know what’s wrong with it, but I don’t think it work no more”
“It do. I played it-”
“Shut up. Anyways…” He jumped in laughing. We do that all the time cutting each other off we don’t eve get mad no more we laugh about it. “And, so what about it nigga?” I asked getitng up looking through my closet for something to wear.
“This dude, he white, he offered me a job to play ball for him. I was with the fellas playing ball the court you know at the park and he was watchin’ us and he came over when we was talkin’ to these females and he was like “I want you for my team” and so I was like “fa sho” he gave me this card and asked Mama to call him and stuff. What chu think?” He asked handing me the card as I flopped back on the bed.
“Who is this dude? I mean, who he think he is?” I asked looking at Darius. He know better than to take shit from no stranger.
“Well duh, look at the card you might find out. Dang, I coulda’ sworn you was the smart one,” He replied shaking his head laughing. I slapped him over the head with my rolled up paper I was holding. “See this? I got a 96 on it. You of course woulda’ got like a damn 69 dummy. You 14 anyway, I mean he’s a kids scout what he need you for?” I asked
“He wanna use me and pay me for playing since I’m taking a big risk and everything. I mean, he want me to get profited just in case we get caught,” He replied sitting on the bed next to me.
“Well, that’s simple because you ain’t gon’ do it”
“You ain’t Mama, you don’t know”
“Yes, I do. Mama ain’t gon’ let you do that. You know you and Mama will get in a lot of trouble that? He’ll get in trouble, but yall will to for joining in on it and getting paid when nobody else on that team is, ya feel me?” I asked.
“Kinda. I’m worth it though. I mean, look at me I can do anything. I’m a champ playa’”
“What looks gotta do with it D? I mean, just cause don’t mean nothing. Looks don’t mean everything you know”
“So. I still got moves though,” He smiled. This boy can be so self centered. I sighed at his arrogance. “Shut up D. You ain’t all that. Look-look at your ol nappy head,” I joked pushing his head down into his lap. He looked funny. “So. I’m out, you ugly anyway that’s why you can’t get NONE OF THESE BOYS ON YO WALLLLL!” He laughed running to the door and ran after him, but he had ran out before I grabbed him. He is SUCH a punk I thought to myself, but he wasn’t going to ruin my day. I love my brotha’ though. He’s 14 and all these females “Love” him and I use that loosely. Some girls say he got the Bow Wow face and a tall muscular body with a tan browned skin tone. He look just like my daddy, but I think he look a bit better than he do. He turned 12 and had females calling here already talkin’ bout’ “Is D there?” “Is D-A there?” “May I speak to Huggey?” I mean it was just too funny to me. Where she come off Huggey? That is so damn corny, but that’s Darius for you. I know his friends look up to him sometimes. They don’t come around the house that much no more since Mama ran them away. Some of them come around, but Darius is usually out with them somewhere anyway. One girl in particular I remember for sure is this chick named Roshonda Booker. She was a first. When she first called I was about 14 and I thought she was a grown woman.
“Hello?” I asked while I was sititng in my room tyring to figure out an idea for a group name. I started thinking early about my whole idea of making a band. “Hi, how are you?” She asked low voiced but strong and confident.
“Umm…fine. Who is this? And-“ She cut me off before I got another word.
“Great. I’m going splendid myself. This is Roshonda Booker. I’m a class mate of Darius. Is he home? May I speak with him? I’ll try not to be long. May I disturbing?” She asked kind of sympathic. Off top, I liked the little girl.
I ask Darisu about her all the time now, and she still calls and sometimes I run them off the phone because he be on so long. He needs a limit but Mama call it “puppy love” I’m like I don’t care he’s 14! I know I ain’t no older, but he still younger than me. He claims their “just friends”, but for this long some physical attraction gotta be going on or something like that. I shouldn’t rush him though it’s just so cute.
As the clock rooled around to one o’clock I had puttin my clothes out on my bed aftre I went and ate breakfast with Darius and Mama. She said she’d “think about it” and he still begging. If Mama ever says, “I’ll think about it” She means. Hell no don’t ask because you know what I’m gon’ say later. I know Mama. I slipped on my white CK Jeans tee shirt and black CK Jeans shorts and some flip flops from the closet. I went and check myself out I the mirror to make sure I was straight. Anybody could roll up to my house besides who we expect. I looked around my room again and walked over to my poster favorite Raz B poster and kissed it greeting him with a “hello, how ya doing today?” Sound sick huh? Oh well. I love Mario, I mean Raz for you non fans out there. After that, I made my day.
As I walked out to the garage the cars were already pulled and Lyla and Roshay was setting things up like our amps and stuff. All of us have some music connection in our family. Her brother has a lot of system and Roshay her dad had a whole studio at they house. “Where Nicole at Ly?” I asked her walking over to the car and sitting on the hood. She walked to the chair to the left side of the garage. “She coming. She running a little late because she had a doctor’s a.p this morning,” She informed drinking from her water bottle filled with Kool-Aid. Darius came out the house bouncing his basketball, as usual.
“ Where you going?” I asekd Darius looking through my notebook.
“Up the street to play ball. I can’t go play ball?”
“Yeah. Bye.”
“Mama know. I’ll be back lata’,” He replied going on across the street dribbling his basketball.
“What you think about this Ly? We can get to work without Nicole. I’ll sing her part and we’ll just back track for her when she gets here. I don’t want to be a dictator,” I suggested.
“Since when you get in a goo mood to be nice all of a sudden?” She smiled leaning back in the lawn chair. “I know. Usually you’d be all on our backs and on Nicole’s about her being late to rehearsal,” Roshay implied sitting up on the car with me.
“Since today. I talked to Reggie all night. Besides, I don’t want to work y’all today. Today, I’m in a good mood. Hook up the-…Well, forget that let’s just do it without all the equipment today. Maybe we can just find a-“
“Oh guys. I’m so sorry I’m late. Ma-Ma-Macy, I was going to call you, but I didn’t have a chance to. What have we-“
“Nicole, calm down, we haven’t started anything yet. We’re going to sing without the amps and stuff today. Maybe we can go over some things you guys want to fix or organize. You okay? What you was in the doctor’s office for?” I asked as Nicole leaned against the car trying to catch her breath. I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t.
“I got my check up for Invisalign. I’m going to get that”
“Why? You have nice teeth,” I complimented.
“Yeah, right. Anyways, let’s get to work,” Nicole constructed.
“We’re going to work on “Boy Please” for right now you guys. That’s the one we’re performing in the talent show”
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