Chapter 1: Chance Austin
Hi. Im Chance Austin. Yes, I am a girl. I know those are two boys names. Yes, I know what the hell was my mom thinking. I guess she wanted a boy. I'm 16 years old but i am a junior. Not to tute my own horn but yeah I am really smart. I was born in July so also I am a Leo. If you know astrology you know what I am talking about. Basically, if you don't know a leo is the worst of the astrology signs but also the best. A leo is a person that is very confident, bitchy, smart, stubborn, simple, genuine, and basically a born- leader. Unfortanly, I was born in July though. There are two types of Leos. There are July- Leos and August- Leos. August- Leos are the one that go to the extreams to be nice. See, I am a July- Leo which is basically the evil leo. I follow all those adjectives perfectly, but I have a horrible evil side, which is werid for me to say but I am very ashamed of it. I am half-black, half-white. Unfortantly again, even though I have lived in California my whole life I have really light skin. I look very pale next to black people. So basically, you could say I'm hi-yellow if you know what that means, if not then it means i am very light skinned. Being, african-american i have the genes of an african-american which means I am very hippy. I have the hour- glass shape. People say I got an ass like Nicki Minaj. Ha and here comes the self- centered part of being . But, its kind of true, i really do have a huge ass but i don't like it. It sucks. I guess you could say i have a body shape like Beyonce. I don't look like her its just I have her body shape. I have curly wavy brown hair. Brown eyes. And unfortanitly again I have the thick lips. So, yeah thats the basic outline of me.
So, currently right now I reside in Los Angeles, California. It's almost time for junior prom and guess what my mom finally after 16 years of being a bum and living with her mom got a job! And we are moving out! Sound great right? It is very amazing. I have been dealing witht his forever. So, I am exicted! One, problem. Shes moving us to FUCKING CHICAGO. This is so wrong on so many levels. I am a cali girl. I ahve lived here my whole life. I am west coast. You can't move me to east coast. It's like moving Ice Cube who is a west coast gangsta rapper to New York and expecting him to get along with Big Nortorious. It just won't work. Especially because I am currently dating a blood. West coasy bloods hate east coast bloods because they kill neutrals. So, they are not to happy about it. I know I know I should not be dating a gang meber in the first place, but I got to say the whole forbidden bad boy looks got me turned on. Doesn't matter though I am moving to Chicago anyways. Right, now laying in my bed thinking about whats to come I am litterly freaking out.
Today is the day
"Making love to you. Baby you know your my sexy love. And just can't think anything else i would rather do. BABY WHEN WE DO OUR THING, baby girl your make me say, Sexy love oh the things you do..."
Waking up to this famillar sounds makes me want to cry. I know longer have a sexy love after today. Also, it means today is my last day in Cali sweet Cali. Today, is going to be the hardest days of my life. I sit up grogy. I look at my once prison cell. I go to the bathroom, and do my morning ritual as usual go pee first. Then I flush, and go to wash my hands, and turn on the water but just stare at myself in the mirror. I look at myself and think "I will never be the same after this." I quickly brush that thought out of my head because that is a horrid thought. I quickly wash my hands but slowly rub my hands on the hand towel next to my sink." I wonder if this is where the hand towel will be in Chicago?" I think to myself I have too many questions to even comprehend. I turn on my curler and get out my face wash. I wash my face especially hard to day for some reason. I then procede to put my cream foundation on. Then outline my eyes with some light black liquid eyeliner. Usually I use greem, or pink, or bue, or red, but today is a mornful day. I am morning the death of my lovve for California. I then put some sproatic curls with my real natrual hair. I am done and put the rest of my make up and curler in the boxes that need to be put in the moving truck. I got to my closet and put some simple jean shorts on with a brown belt from holister. I then put on a white wife beater and my highschools sweater. I put on my addias. I always feel like if I am wearing my addias I can conquer anything. I go leave my room and go to the living room. Surprising I see my mom and Renae up. Oh forgot to mention this. My mom is lesbain. Its not like this is a sudden descion. my dad was out of my life by the time I was 3. My mom and Renae have known eachother before i was born so basically Renae has always been my dad. I knew questioned it. It just seemed normal to me. My friends would ask " Wheres your dad?" I would just reply with dont you see Reane. My mom and Renae have been together for 25 years so like i said its normal for me.
I see my mom and Renae drinking energy drinks that they bought so they could power throught today. I am greeted with ," Good Morning Beautifu! Are you excited?" I politely nod. I can already see the effect of the energy drinks on them. I ask," Is the moving truck here?" I am bombared with two very loud yes'. I start grabbing the lst boxes and am about to walk out. See we have already sent most of belongings to chicagp already, but we couldn't send some stuff because we needed them to live so i was taking the rest of our stuff to the moving truck. I take the first two boxes out but I see the boys already outside ready to help. I see my gangmeber boy friend that my parents don't know about ready to help. I drop the box and run to go hug him. I jump into his arms. I know this is not right but I feel so safe in his arms. I say hey to all the other boys in the hood, and run in to my mom that the boys want to help. She says cool just for me to take the boxes out and to not let them in. I find it kind of fucked up but I dont say anything and start hauling boxes out. After 30 minutes of hard labor I go sit down on the truck. I needed a break. Chris(my blood boyfriend) comes and sits down next to me.
He says," How you doin' baby?"
" Chris be careful Renae can hear you!"
" He girl, I am going to miss you and can't believe your leaving."
" I know I am going to miss you too." I look around quickly and see know one is looking and quickly kiss him. Gosh I really am going to miss his lips.
" Ooo risku Chance very risky!"
" Whatever!"
" Ok guys were done. Give love because were going to head for the airport in 15 minutes. Oh no I feel tears coming. I quickly push them back I can't let them see me crying. I already the day before said goodbye to my friends we had a goodbbye party. But these guys are like family. I grew up with them. I first go say goodbye to doeboy. He taught me how to make a profit when i would set up my own business. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said i would call and text. I then say good bye to bones. Obviously he was too skinny to not be on drugs but still I loved him because I grew up with him. I went on with all the other boys in the hood till i got to Chris.
We stood and looked at eachother. Just stared, then suddenly one tear fell and he automactically put me in his arms. I had no clue why he was in a gang. He did not have the mentality of gangmember at all. He was caring, and I don't even think he has put in work( killed or stabbed anyone). He whispers in my ear," Girl, we grew up together, and I have never said this to a female but... I love you." This made me cry even more. I sobbed in his ear and said," I love you too baby boo." We both laughted because that was my signature line. I did not even look and see if people were looking. I kissed him so passionatly. This kiss was not dirty, not inncocent, it was just simply bliss. It was not open mouth just a kiss. I finnaly pulled away, tears in my eyes gave him one more hug and said goodbye. I quickly got in the car, wiped my eyes, and sat there waiting for my mom, Renae, and my grandma to get in the car. It felt like forever, when they finnaly got in the car i took a deep breath. The pulled out of the drive way and I saw MY boys in the hood waving. God damn I am going to miss them. I see Chris blow a kiss. I quickly turn around and bury my head in my hands.\
15 minutes later: LAX
Since we had to reload the truck we were running late as usual. So, we quickly run throught the airport with our carry on. And there is no time to late, as soon as we get there we board. I am deathly afraid of flying so I a pill awhile ago so I am feeling dead. I slap myself into my seat and was out like a light. The last thing I remeber was in my head me saying "FML."
How wrong I was.