Make Something of It by Stephanie Perry Moore

Author:Stephanie Perry Moore
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lerner Publishing Group

“Okay, foxy lady. You’re going to be a designer. About time you made up your mind. Where have you been all my life?” Jazzy Jay said the next morning when he and I were in fashion merchandising class.

“So are you and Spencer talking now?” I asked unsure, leaning in closer to him, wanting to know the scoop.

“And if we are, you jealous?”

“No, because obviously you’re talking about me.”

We laughed. He filled me in on Spencer wanting my number.

Marks High School wasn’t going to be half bad. It didn’t just give the basics; it had the arts, some technical pieces, and career pathway classes. I had fashion merchandising and criminal justice. Taking a law class was the only way my mother would approve my schedule. They were both electives, but for some reason, she really thought I was going to be her. She had four other daughters for that. Although I couldn’t see any of them wanting to be an attorney either. I just wanted her to lay off of me. Let me forge my own trail. Let me make my own way. Any person in her right mind knew most attorneys in America had stable jobs and great incomes. That profession was a promising career that yielded great results; however, being a lawyer was not in me. She didn’t need to push it. The only way I could show her that I was destined to do something else was to take my dreams seriously and believe in myself even if no one else was.

“So what’s up? We’re sitting here waiting on the teacher to come in the classroom, so are you going to be a designer or what?”

“I mean, I want to …”

“Yeah.”

“But I don’t know how. I need a mentor or something.”

“Well, that’s what I was hoping you’d say, but don’t sweat it. After school let’s swing by to visit my cousin.”

“I don’t know,” I said, forgetting that his cousin was the hottest up-and-coming fashion designer in the South.

“So you don’t want to meet Sydnee Sheldon? The new Gloria Vanderbilt, Bill Blass, and Guess of our time, who’s got the hottest jeans out, baby.”

Thankfully, Ansli and I both drove today. We have twin Chevy Sonics except hers was a hatchback, and mine was the standard fourdoor. Hers was red, and mine was white. There was a yearbook staff meeting after school, and she wanted to get into some activities. My other siblings would have to wait on her so I could go with Jazzy to meet Sydnee.

“How do you know she’ll help me? How do you know she’ll talk to me?”

“Because I already set it up, boo. Don’tcha know who ya talking to? I don’t play. Just tell me what you need, and Jazzy Jay can get it indeed. Alright … alright!”

“You all need to settle down. This is a classroom full of seniors not kindergartners,” Ms. Anderson, our teacher who looked like she had anything but style, came in the door and said. I couldn’t get any more from Jay for the rest of the class.

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