The Sista Hood by E-Fierce

Author:E-Fierce
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atria Books
Published: 2006-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The

Auditions

I rushed from Spanish class to the auditorium for auditions, beaming as I held my quiz, which had a big B written across the top.

Sadie arrived with her bag loaded with books so she could study later. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine; are you?”

“Of course, I’ve been wanting to kiss you for a while. I enjoyed it till your mother busted in like some axe killer from a horror flick.”

We both grinned. I have to admit mine came from a place of confusion and curiosity. I wasn’t sure if I wanted Sadie and I to go anywhere. I don’t really think I’m gay, just exploring. Gurl.com said that it’s perfectly normal for teenagers to be curious about anything sex related. It’s all about growing up.

Sadie looked at me with genuine concern. “I hope she didn’t wile out too much? I kept jumping up every time the phone rung at my house last night. Thinking your mom would call my house and bust me out to my mom. Then we would have two psycho killers on our behinds.”

“Word.”

We both clammed up as Evita arrived with her violin in tow.

“What’s up, my sistas?” said Evita.

I handed her my Spanish quiz to cover up the tension between Sadie and me. “All thanks to you!”

“You’re very welcome. I couldn’t take that sorry look on your face whenever Bethany scored higher than you.”

“Me either.”

Evita looked at Sadie and then to me. I was wondering if our awkwardness showed.

“Don’t tell me she’s late?” said Evita.

“Liza’s always late,” I said.

“She’ll be here,” said Sadie.

“And if not, we’ll go on without her,” said Evita.

“No, Liza not being here would be bad luck.” Liza has been my good luck charm since the first time I took the mic for our fifth grade talent show. The two of us were like Salt ’n Pepa minus one, except I was the only one singing. I rocked the mic, but Liza helped us gain the respect of the dudes who had never seen a girl with her moves before. Together forever we promised on that day and until this year I never questioned that we would ever separate.

To make things worse, Ms. J-Ho entered with her male entourage, including Ezekiel. She had on this tight top and some Daisy Duke shorts, all for show, because it was rainy and cold outside. But the dudes were eating her up. She would do her little hip sway down the hall and one by one the dudes would get behind her like some follow-the-leader train. I had to watch this for ten minutes, then she pulled Ezekiel to her side, kissed him and slapped his butt.

“I told you not to do that, Jessica,” said EZ all loud.

Jessica batted her eyes and eased up to EZ more submissive like. “I’m sorry, it’s just so cute.”

“Well, if you want to roll with me that stuff stops in public.”

Jessica just gave him one of her “how dare you walk away from me” looks, then disappeared behind the stage.

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