The Girls and Boys Club PT. 1

Chapter One

“Do you think you deserve to be left alone?” Mom demanded.

“No ma’am.” I answered meekly digging my finger nails into my palm.

“Then why the hell you asking to go to Square when you almost burnt down the house and left all your chores?” Mom snapped. “Child, stop digging your nails into the palm of your ashy hands. What the hell do you think that will do?” I blinked away the tears.

“That’s it. I can’t live like this anymore. Pick your sorry ass up and march over to TGBC.” Mom ordered.

“The Girls and Boys Club?” I asked.

“What else could it be, shithead?” Mom frowned. She opened the door and ushered me out. Then slammed the door behind me. I sighed.

Lately things have been rough with my mom. She’s got a baby coming and she already has 3 kids. I’m the middle one. Nehemiah, my older brother already escaped. Lucky him. Niala and I (Bianca) are stuck with mom.

Daddy’s picking up extra shifts, so Mom can raise her baby. It’s coming in 2 months. A boy. Mom plans to name him Naboth or Naaman. I just call him Nab. Niala I call Lala. Nehemiah I call Neemee. I like giving my siblings nicknames. It’s like that makes me have a special connection to them. Even though I’m really alone.

We live in a brownstone on Park Ave. TGBC is for trouble delinquents. I don’t want to be there. I’m not the one that’s troubled. It’s my Ma. So she can go there for all I care. I sigh. The street is noisy so I want to get away.

Besides, who spends there time outside in a place of… WELL… I don’t know. I walk fastly.

“Bianca, hey girl! You want to catch a flick at the MiniMax?” Devon asked catching up to me.

“Boy, leave me alone.” I sighed.

“Girl, at least tell me where ya going so I don’t worry.” Devon frowned. I sighed.

“TGBC.” I answered.

“Shoot. That’s completely wack. You high or something.”

“Nah, my mom is for being so bitchy to me. I didn’t do nothin’.” I answered.

“Ya, they’re all after us.” Devon laughed. “Catch ya later, shawty.”

“Whatever, boy.” I answered.