Note: Thank you so much for clarinetninja1986 for review being my first reviewer! So much love to you! Also my chapters may vary by who is the point of view this chapter is mostly chance so just keep reading! Hey guys also I know its taking awhile to get started but I am just taking my time because I don't want to rush this story because its really a good one so just stick with me.

Caligurl 3

Chapter 3- Chicago Illinois on A fall day

"Oh baby girl please don't go."

There is only one man who calls me baby girl. Chris.

"I was going to get jumped out for you and now you're gone. There is no point now."

Oh Chris please don't throw your life away because I am not here.

"You know there ain't shit to do in the hood, bangin is all I got. I had you but now your gone and I really was going to…"

"Chance! Chance! Baby! What the hell did you take to make you sleep so much! Wake up Honey we are hear!"

"Wait, five more minutes mom!"

"Chance if you don't wake up I will..." Renae threatened.

"IM UP!" I said a little too loudly and through my groggy, sleep stricken eyes I saw people beginning to stare. I quickly stood up. Smoothed my jeans, tank top, and sweat shirt out. I took slight comfort in my adidas that Chris gave me. I was quickly snapped out of my sentimental moment, when my mom gave me a crazy look that basically said "oh shit she's lost it". I looked above me and grabbed my carry on, and quickly exited the airplane. Now that I think of it I was the only one left. I quickly spot my mom waiting at the baggage turn thing that I don't know the name of right now. I run over there not wanting to get kidnapped. You become Paranoid when you live in South Central LA.

"Does anyone feel an unusual warmness in here?" I ask not completely looking for an answer.

"It's called heat honey." Renae says in her sarcastic manner that I have gotten all too comfortable to.

"Thank you captain obvious." I muttered under my breath. Distracted by Renae's sarcasm I almost didn't catch my baggage. I quickly ran to it, lifted it off the rack and banged it down on the ground. Since I was late to come out of the plane mom and Renae already had the stuff so they were just waiting on me. So, we quickly walked to the exit to our new life. As I was just about to leave through the door I got so many stares. I was thinking "Do I really look like such a foreigner to cause people to stare?" I quickly realized why they were staring. As soon as I opened the door, the icy cold air hit my bare, unforgiving thighs. One new thing I got to get used to: Actually having four seasons. Basically if you don't know in LA

You can wear shorts basically all the time even in like December or January. Exceptions of course apply. I am definitely going to go shopping because find this shocking enough I only own one pair of jeans. I quickly look at my mom as she sees the shock on my face she smiles. See my mom grew up in Alaska so she is used to this. As for Renae and I we are both born and raised in Cali so this is a huge shock and change to us.

Waiting there in the cold for a taxi to notice us was the longest 15 minutes of my life. We are going to get a car as soon as we settle in but for now I got to work on my taxi whistle which I have no experience in what so ever. Finally our small yellow cab haven pulls over. We put our carry on in the truck. We get in and it's a very tight fit. Something I am not used to. My mom says," 5th and 20 street please." The guy automatically recognized our California twang. He muttered something under his breath, probably something bad but who cares. That ride was long and tedious. It was only a 10 minute drive but it felt like an hour. I realized with in the first minute I was currently driving to my new life and that was scary.

5th and 20TH STREET

Steps. The first thing I saw was steps. This was the first abnormality.California doesn't have steps that lead to houses. Big, brown door jus t like the ones at my school in the hallways. California has metal doors or tiny ones. Hold up these weren't houses. These were apartments. Say what? These were apartments! California's apartments are outside and not in huge buildings! Walking up stairs to my new life was the only normal thing I was used to. California did have stairs that led to your house. Click.

Whoa back to reality that was just my mom sticking the key in the hole and opening our new life. First impression: Lots of windows. Second reality: Holy shit they got fire escapes! California sure as HELL ain't got any fire escapes! That was what broke me. The realization that I was not in California anymore. I don't know if anyone can really understand it but Cali was my home and now I left it. This was kind of too much for me. I collapsed. My mom was like what the fuck. I just passed it off for not eating. She said she would make food as soon as we got settled in. I quickly got up.

"Wow, mom you did a good job, very nice." I said nonchalant.

"Why thank you baby."

"Where's my room?" I said a little too excited.

"Oh no you're not just going to do your room. You will help us!" My mom said sternly to me.

"When are the movers going to be here?"

"What are you talking about?"

"When are the movers going to be here and help?"

"Honey, look around they were already here!"

"Wait, you mean we have to unpack them all?"

"Duh!"

"Oh wow."

"Mom, but for real where is my room."

"She pointed to the hallway to right. Well first let me explain the setup. You walk in the door and right in front of you is this huge open room. I assume it to be the living room. Then, behind this is a kitchen with no windows. Kind of weird to me but I will rant on it later. Next to the right is a hallway which is where my room is. My mom and Renae's room is on the other side by the kitchen. That's good they won't here me sneaking out! I hesitated when I put my hand on the knob. Not sure if I was ready to accept this life. I took a deep breath and just pushed the door open.

Speechless. It's beautiful. My room was red! Just like my boyfriend's color. Oh great what a fucking reminder of what is not to come. But, even before Chris and I still loved red. Oh my gosh 5 windows in one room. That's amazing. This room isn't even that big and has five windows with now BARS! In LA all the windows had bars. Reminds you of where most of the people who live there will end up. Ok Look down chance its fine. It will be ok. WOOD FLOORS! It's such a change not to see the ugly purple carpet that is in every house on my block. Oh shit. I just realized I was surrounded by boxes. It also looks like the movers thought they could set up my room for me. This pist me off. I decided to take a breather and go call Chris outside on the steps. I told them that I wanted to call my friends and let them know I landed safely. LIE.

.. your call was forward to. Click. Why wasn't he answering? Wait what time is it there? Who knows I will find out later? Wait hold up. I just realized there were tables and chairs next to this building. Hmm weird. Then I realized two girls staring strangely at me. I could not tell if they were dirty looks or just confused looks. Trying not to be awkward I look over at them and smile sheepishly. I guess this was there cue.

"Hi! I'm Rocky, this is Cece." Rocky said.

"Uh hi. I'm Chance"

"You must be not from here."

"Uh how did you know?"

"Its like 50 degrees out here and you're wearing shorts."

"Oh yeah, I was not really prepared for Chicago weather."

"So where you from?" the red head said.

"Oh I am from LA."

"Where?"

"California. Southern Cali. Los Angeles?"

"Oh girl duh! Ma bad!"

"Yeah, so do you guys live here?"

"Yeah we live right above each other."

"Oh cool."

"What's your apartment number?" ok this was weird to me but I went along with it.

" 17G"

"Oh wow! Really! I live in 17I and Rocky lives in 17H."

" Oh that's cool, we can totally chill." They gave me a weird look. What do people not say chill here?

" Yeah, so do you dance?"

"Yeah actually I do."

" What really? Can you show us?" weird again.

" Ok. Y'all got beats?"

" Uh yeah." They played some poppy cheer music.

" Uhm I don't dance really to this type. Here I got a song."Lucky I had music."

Teach Me How to Dougie- Cali Swag District.

I broke out with my femine Dougie, then did my cat daddy, and basically moved my hips to it. I danced how we danced at parties. I started kind of grinding I guess that's what they would call it. Then I started my jerk. Then just used my butt to do the rest of the dancing. I guess this was too much for them because there mouths were wide open, but so were the random boys, that were now on the steps above me.

" Uhm are you ok?" I asked curiously.

" Yeah…. it's just I've never been turned on by girl!" Cece said jokingly. At the time I was confused though.

" Uh….. Thank you? I guess? This is how we normally dance in LA. Its normal out there."

"Oh yeah, well you can dance just a little different than usual but wait I will tell you later. Hold on. Ty, Deuce, Flynn what are you guys here I thought you went to Crusty's "

" Oh yeah I forgot my phone so I came back…." the black guy said.

" Yeah, so uhm can I talk to you for a sec?" The lighter boy said in an unusual high voice. I am sure my face looked fucked up right now because I was confused as hell at the time.

" Uh sure."

The light skinned boy and black boy scurried over to the girls and left the little white boy alone on the steps. He looked annoyed. The little white boy walked up to me and said," Hi, I'm Flynn. You must be new here?"

" Wow you Chicago people can smell foreigners from a mile away huh?"

"Yeah, its natural sense!" ha-ha this kid was cute and smart. What a sweet heart.

" You're a good dancer, are you going to audition for Shake it Up?"

" What's Shake it up?"

We interrupted from our intelligent conversation when the boys and the girls regrouped and had their attention us again.

" Uhm Chance this is so rude of me, let me introduce you into these people." Rocky said unsettled.

"Uh so yeah this is Ty, Rocky's brother." she pointed to the black boy.

"Yeah that dork over there is my bro." Cece said pointing to Flynn.i didn't like the way she expressed him to me. this kid was cool.

" And I'm Deuce! 'ow you doin?" the light skinned boy said.

" Was poppin'" that's all I said. I forgot I was in Chicago. this was a normal greeting where I was from though.

" Oh your not from here where you from?" Ty said.

" LA." The boys got this creepy grin on there face it was kind of creepy.

" Really! I got a cousin out there!" Deuce said, in his now flamboyant Italian accent.

" Oh for real?"

"Yeah but he lives in little Italy."

"Oh I lived unfortunately in the bad part of LA: South Central."

"Oh really?" This boy is kind of cute and has manners. All the black kid was doing was quiet. I don't like shy boys so he is scratched of my list when suddenly..

" So, hey girl you got a man?"

" What?" I was so shocked becausethis nigga was so upfront.

" Now, now Ty don't get ahead of yourself." Deuce said. Then quickly hauled Ty and Flynn off. Before he left him and Flynn yelled back," Bye! Lets hang later." And Ty just turned around and smiled at me and left. Weird very weird.

I must have looked very confused because the girls just pushed me into a different convo about dancing. I wasn't really listening just thinking about the boys.

Ty's words kept ringing in my head," You got a man?" The only reason why it kept ringing was because that is how Chris first talked to me when we met when we were kids. He was joking but I don't think this other kid was. And there was something I liked about the kids accent. Looks like Chicago is going to be interesting.

Last thing that was rumbling around in my head before I actually joined there convo because they were talking about Chris brown was: you got a man? and 'ow you doin!

Oh how those phrase will cause me so much emotion.