Orphanage

I woke up to the sound of my mother hollering my name, I rolled my eyes and crawled out of bed. I did my hygiene and put on my Boyfriend Jeans, black crop top, and my Gamma Blues. I curled my blue hair and headed downstairs. My mother was at the kitchen table . "Zonnique your late for school." I rolled my eyes, "I know Tameka." I grabbed a banana and a water and left the house. I went into my car and played "My Nigga" by YG. I sang along as I pulled up into Bronx Haven High. I got out the car and went to the bathroom, just to take selfies and apply more makeup. After that, I went into history class, Mrs.Smith was telling the class a lecture as usual. "Ms.Pullins, why are you late?" I shrugged. "Cause I am." "Did you get a late pass?" She asked. I looked at her, "Teach." & that's exactly what she did, now time for me to sleep. Lunch I sat at my usual table with my bestfriend since kindergarten, Mattie. "Want your milk Zonnie?" I signed. "Here." I throw it at her and stared at the students. "Everything okay?" I nodded no. "Don't worry about me." I whispered. She drank the milk and wiped her mouth. "You going to Michael's pool party?" "Tonight?" She nodded. "Yeah, but I'm going to be late. I have to sneak out." She signed, "Zonnie why don't you just ask your mother or father?" I smacked my teeth. "They'll say no, who cares though." 10:29 PM I stood up from the dinner table. "Zonnique wash these dishes." My mom ordered. I chuckled and went upstairs. I did my hygiene and put on my high waisted shorts and my blue bandeau, I put on my blue heels and put my hair in a ponytail. I packed my bag and opened the window and jumped out, time for a pool party. 2:00 AM I climbed back through the windows, drunk with a migraine. I cried in the car and threw up on Mattie and her boyfriend. I took my shoes off and laid in bed. "Where were you." I jumped up and saw my dad at the door along with my mom. "Out with Mattie, now leave my room my head hurts." My mom walked towards me, "TIP she smells like alcohol." I mushed her away. "Move Tameka." "Hey don't hit your mother now!" I rolled my eyes. "It's called a mush, now get out." My mom signed and looked at my dad. "Let's just get out, she's going to have a hangover by tomorrow." The Next Day ( Saturday ) I did my hygiene and put on some grey sweats and a wife beater. I put on my bailey bow uggs and put my hair in a bun. My head hurts like hell and there's nomore pills in the bathroom cabinet. I walked downstairs to see if there were some in the pantry until I heard my mom and dad talking in the den. "What are we going to do TIP? She's our only child, we need help." She cried. "No baby, she needs help. Maybe she needs to be adopted." "Adopted?! TIP she's 18 ; if your 18 or older you can't attend a orphanage." He shrugged. "We can take her too Morris' remember that's a adoption agency for young adults her age." "Your right, I mean is there another option?" I walked towards them. "Yes there is! For you to leave me the hell alone and don't worry bout me!" I hollered. "I'm not going to a damn orphanage." "TIP call the agency, now. She has to leave. Out my house in 2 hours." And that's when it all started .......