Friends & Fame

by Dion-Jade 25

Calvin Thompson is the new kid from Chicago to East Orange, New Jersey. Making friends is harder than Calvin thought- until he becomes fast friends with his next door neighbor... A girl who's name was Whitney Houston. From childhood, Whitney's red hot music career and everything in between, Calvin and Whitney try to keep it together and remain best friends until the end. NON KEVNEY

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 1:

(September 1972)

My name is Calvin Thompson and I just turned nine years old.

I'm not sure why, but my family just moved to a new place that's really far away from where we are from, which is Chicago. It's called East Orange, New Jersey. Pssshhh! What kinda name is that for a place?

One day my daddy sat down and just told me, my big brother Brian and my little sister Lydia that he was offered a better job in this East Orange place and that it would be good for all of us to move since he and mommy had family on the east coast. My sister didn't seem to care, but what do expect from a five -year –old kid? Me and my brother were upset. We told our mom and dad that we liked our friends and our school and our house and that we didn't wanna leave. But they told us that we didn't have a choice and that it would be fun to start over in a new place. So that was that. We had to say goodbye to everybody and in about a month, we moved to this faraway place where we don't know anybody.

As we rolled up in our new neighborhood, I was disappointed that I didn't at least see any oranges all over. I mean, this place is called East Orange, right?!

Anyways, our street, Dodd Street, looked nice enough. There were some nice houses and stuff, but it wasn't like our neighborhood in Chicago. That was the best place to be and I know nothing will EVER compare to it.

"Well here it is y'all! Our new home." My daddy said all excited. I had to admit that our house was REAL nice, much nicer than our old house. It kinda looked like the Brady Bunch house, except smaller. Mommy had a big smile on her face. "And boys, there's a basketball court in the backyard. It's all ours." Brian's eyes got big really quick. He loved to play sports and basketball was his favorite. "Our very own basketball court? I gotta see it to believe it!" My parents laughed as we got out and went into our new home. Dad looked real happy taking the "SOLD" sign out of the front yard.

Our new house was roomy. I had my own room and didn't have to share with Brian anymore, which meant that I finally got to put up all of the posters that I wanted without getting beat up by him. We had a basement that dad said he would make a family room out of. And sure enough, we had a basketball court in our big backyard! Brian said that he would always be out there and dad told him that he would help us practice our basketball skills.

Whether I want it to happen or not, I know that we are stuck here. Mom and dad were happy, so there was no chance of us going back to Chicago. I'll at least admit that our house was not a bad place to live. I just hope that I can quickly make some new friends…..