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Date Posted: 00:10:46 07/24/02 Wed
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Bernice Grandberry
's message, "Re: Diva B Productionz Presents...*Another Black Story*" on 17:08:49 07/13/02 Sat
AIIGHT YALL IM BACK WIT ANOTHA ONE!
“Check the mail yet Darius? I’m expecting mail,” I curiously asked slipping on my flip flops. Today, it’s a month later since that lady rejected me and I’ve had two other stations reject me since then. It’s hard. One of the stations was an alternative music station and another popular hip hop station in our area. Now I have one station left and still no reply from Epic since I’ve written them. I guess soon enough I’ll be rollin’ over there tryna get a job or something.
“No. I got to get ready for my game. So, how I look? Dang, I should have wore my A.Is huh?” He asked looking into the mirror hanging on my room door. “How about you do and chck the mail then I’ll let chu know. Are you ‘bout playin’ ball or impressing females”
“Both. I can pull females and dunk on them dudes all at the same time. I ain’t even nervous about this game. Plus, why you ain’t goin’?”
“I’m comin’ at half time don’t worry. I really got an errand to run so I’ll be there soon I promise. You won’t miss me no way you gon’ be busy concentrating on that ball or at least you better be,” I informed him tossing his Nike sweat band.
“Yeah alright. I’m gon’ hold your word to it. Ain’t none of my boys comin’ to this game because they got a game at school. Next year, I’m gon’ play fa sho since I can’t play this year,” He replied lacing up his shoes.
“Good. Stay outta trouble you just might,” I told him sitting on my bed looking at him sitting over at my computer.
I was real proud of him. He was really making some really good changes. At least Mama ain’t lettin’ him get away with as much as she use to, but she ain’t have no help no way. Daddy, he reminds me of so many worthless men I seen on them Lifetime movies. Mr. Brise B. Woods is my “top class” daddy. Good ol Daddy right? Remember I said how Daddy was ignorant? He is, very. He’s a travel agent for tourists that go to the islands like Hawaii and Bahamas and stuff. He’s stationed in Chicago right now, which doesn’t make any sense to me. He could have just stayed here at home. That’s where he lives now. I think business is really good right now with Spring Break coming up. Mama says he’s deciding to do something with his other degree and go work for Compaq or computer games and build web sites for companies and junk. I think that’s good and maybe he’ll bring his self home. I mean, not on my behalf, but mainly for Darius. He’s doing a little something like that right now in Chicago for some company, which means good money is coming in. We live in a really nice clean police patrol neighborhood, two story house, pool, porch, three car garage and all that stuff. Who cares?! I mean, it’s all nice, but it isn’t like we all happy living in this house. Sometimes I wonder how things are really with Daddy in Chicago. I mean, he wouldn’t…naw, he wouldn’t do that to Mama. Mama calls Daddy all the time to see how he’s doing or tell him about how we might need some more money or how Darius or I am sick or something like that and reach him in his hotel room where he lives and service telling us he’s unavailable. How his ass unavailable around one o’clock in the morning? He travels damn it, how come he can’t travel his ass home?
So, he wants to send money sometimes and other times he doesn’t. That’s kind of one of the reasons I’m looking for work now. I’m sick of depending on him all the time. I talked to him about working once when he was here. He’s so old fashioned like all girls should do girl jobs like nursing and all that crap instead of being in an occupation they can’t handle. Women are doing so many things these days I tell him he’s a “caveman” and a dumb one at that. I think that’s why Mama is a homemaker. She use to be a dance instructor until Daddy felt he was just so in charge he gives her everything she wants and needs and she just quit working. He planned it that way. Mama hates stayin’ at home all the time now. She has nobody to really talk to. I want to tell her to go cheat because it would be fine by me. All she does is cook, clean, worry about us and her so called husband. She continuously is redecorating the house in little themes and her room the most like anybody is really gon’ see it. She agrees with Daddy about my constant “bickering” about rapping, which he calls “nonsense.” Where’s the justice? Don’t get me wrong I love my daddy, but he’s a freakin’ Leo always wanna be in control and tell people what to do. Well, I’ll be doing what I want to do.
It’s kind of like Jarell, that’s J Boog for you non B2K fans out there, the Leo of B2K. The one who like to talk so damn much and never really make a clear point just like to talk and tell people what to do and stuff. That’s why I feel I would never on God’s green earth be able to be attractive to him. It’s all for Mario…oh and Reggie. I turned up my cd player on B2K walking Darius downstairs to get ready to head off.
“You call me girl. I got chu that phone for a reason and half time be there and-”She continued rambling but turned to Darius who was holding the doorknob. “You got the tape and my camcorder? I’m sure I didn’t sit it down no where”
“I already took it to the car Mama. C’mon, let’s go. The team needs me,” He rushed out the door towards the car. Mama gave me that be careful look and walked on out the door.
Thank you God! She don’t ever trust me no more but oh well. So, I need to hurry on over to Reggie’s before I get to Darius game. I know I told them I had errands to run, but it’s just the same. I need some time with Reggie since no one’s home.
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