So, chapter two is officially into play! Review!
The Porters piled into Grandma's car and headed for the Freemans house. Bri frowned the whole way there. "What's wrong with chu' nigga?" Tammy asked, smacking on some gum. "I thought they were coming to our house. But instead, we're going to their house" Bri said, as her regular scowl deepened. "Okay…what's wrong with that?" Tammy asked slowly, not fully getting the problem. "It's an unknown territory! How are we supposed to know what goes on in their house? They could be serial killers" Bri said, as she folded her arms over her chest. Tammy laughed her retarded laugh. "Nigga, is you for real? Them niggas couldn't kill me if they tried. And, is you seriously scared?" she laughed. Bri rolled her eyes. "No, I'm not scared Tammy, I'm annoyed because I'm being dragged along" she said. "Cut that bullshit attitude out girl and enjoy your night" Grandma said, as the car pulled into the Freeman driveway.
They got out and headed to the doorstep. Grandma ringed the doorbell and they waited patiently, well, except for Tammy. "Yo, these niggas need to hurry up! My stomach can't take no more waiting!" Tammy said, as she clutched her stomach and tapped her foot impatiently. Bri hit Tammy upside the head and glared at her. The door finally opened. A short afro kid answered the door. The first thing Bri noticed was his scowl…and then she noticed his puffy afro. The boy looked at each of them and then opened the door wider so they could come in. "Well hello young man, what's your name?" Grandma asked him. "Huey" he mumbled darkly as he walked upstairs. "Well he seems nice" Bri mumbled under her breath sarcastically. A few minutes later all three of the Freemans came down the stairs.
"Hello! Welcome to our home! Glad you ladies could come" Granddad said as he ushered them into the dining room. They all sat at the table as Granddad and Grandma engaged in casual conversation, ignoring their grandchildren completely. Bri thought the food looked delicious but also deadly. This crap can kill you. The only thing she thought was edible was the broccoli, but she knew it was probably cooked with pork, which automatically made the broccoli pork too. She sighed and looked at her peers for the night. Two rather attractive African American boys. One of them was staring at her intently. What's his problem? Or is he just curious? She noticed Tammy and the other boytoo busy gobbling down food.She decided to challenge the boy in his intense staring contest. She mirrored his glare and stared back. This went on for a while. Bri took in his appearance at the same time. She found his afro attractive somehow. His eyes are gorgeous…maroon-ish brown I guess? Oh, both of them have the same eyes. Interesting. What's his name again? Oh yeah, Huey. Then she was interrupted greatly. "Aye, you want yo food?!" Tammy and the other boy said in unison, pointing to her plate of untouched food. This caught their grandparents' attention from their conversation. "Riley!" Granddad yelled as Grandma yelled "Tammy!" Huey and Bri exchanged annoyed glances.
So his brother's name is Riley. "Uh it's cool, I'm not that hungry anyway" Bri said, as she awkwardly took a sip of her glass of water. "Okay cutie pie. How about ya'll get to know one another" Granddad said as he and Grandma went back to their conversation. Bri sighed and plastered a fake smile on her face. "Aye, ya'll wanna just go outside and hang out?" Bri asked her current as she slowly got up from the table. They all shrugged in agreement and followed her out the door.
Okay guys, so honestly, I think this is going okay. I really just need opinions! And yes, the picture for this story is an original drawing I drew of the character Bri. I tried to draw it in Jazmine's format. I have a drawing of Tammy too, but maybe that'll come later! Review! Message me for any real questions!