Orphanage

27

Rayan.

I was in law class, tapping my pencil on the desk. I was ready to go, but education is important so I had to follow along and be patient.

"Can someone tell me what the LSAT is?" Professor Higgins asked.

A couple people raised their hand, she chose a caramel girl, she had long hair and a small figure, she was sometimes quiet. But she's beautiful.

"LSAT means Law School Admission Test which is a law school entrance exam." She said quietly.

"Correct Coleman." She walked around the class. "Could you tell me more about it though?"

The girl nodded. "Its a half day test and you have to take preparatory courses to prepare for it."

"Right!" Professor Higgins yelled. "But LSAT does not automatically inform law schools of a candidate's registration for a retest. It is your responsibility to inform law schools directly about your registration for additional tests." She looked around. "Now, pull out your laptop everyone and go to Microsoft Word."

I pulled out my laptop along with everyone else, I logged in and went on Microsoft word.

"I want you to write one paragraph about the LSAT, tell me what you know about it and what you want to know." She explained. "Then I will call on random people to say theirs aloud."

I sighed and began typing on the computer about what I know and what I wanted to know, I want to be a lawyer but I didn't know it'll be this hard.

•

•

Breaunna.

I laid in bed, thinking about this cancer. That's the only thing I'm thinking about right now. Nothing else, then he said I can't rap anymore? That's my life. I slowly got up from bed, my chest began hurting again. I whined and walked to my bathroom, I went in the cabinet and pulled out some antithrombolytic pills the doctor gave me. I looked at the time, 2:15 pm. I grabbed my phone and put on my shoes. I left my room and went downstairs, Maria and Zo was watching tv in the living room.

"I'll be back." I said.

Zo looked at me. "Where you going?"

"Run an errand, what's our plans for today?" I asked.

She ate a grape. "Dance studio, interview, and a performance. Opening up for Kendrick again."

I nodded. "I'll be back around 5."

"We go to the dance studio at 4, then the interview is at 7. Performance at 10." She explained.

I sighed. "I'll be back before then."

I drove to the address that Dr. Hawkins gave me for chemotherapy, it was in a building right along with radiotherapy. Which was perfect since I had to go to both, I went to chemotherapy first.

"Hi sweetie." The lady smiled. "You must be new, I never saw you around. What's your name?"

"Breaunna Womack." I said.

She wrote my name on a paper. "What's your condition Miss.Womack?"

"Small cell lung cancer." I sighed.

She looked at me. "I'm sorry." I shrugged and looked away. She wrote things on the paper and gave it to me. "Take this, and go to the first door on the right."

I took the paper. "Thanks." I said quietly.

I walked to the door and opened it, it was a older black lady sitting in a chair with 3 guys and 4 girls sitting in other chairs, with wine cooler pallets on their feet and gloves on their hands.

"Hi !" The lady said. "I'm Mrs. Jones, are you new?"

I nodded. "Yes. I'm new."

"Good sit down! Feel welcomed." She smiled.

I sat in a chair away from everyone.

"What's your name?"

"Breaunna."

She grabbed a pair on gloves and a wine cooler pallet. "Well Breaunna put these gloves on and put the pallets on your feet!"

I grabbed the stuff and began putting on the gloves. "Why?"

Everyone looked at me. "Cancer causes your nails to fall off, so we keep our nails put away."

I put the pallets on my feet and sat back down, my nails would fall off? There's so many things I don't know about cancer, that going to find out here.

"So were going to start with our personal background since we have a newcomer." Mrs. Jones said. "I'll start." She cleared her throat. "I'm Patricia Jones, I'm a sickle cell survivor and also a breast cancer survivor. My cancer isn't gone away, it's just not affecting my body anymore. I got breast cancer by getting beat by my husband and phone radiation. My ex husband always use to squeeze, hit, and stomp my boobs. I think he wanted me to get breast cancer, also I use to sleep with my phone under my pillow - and the radiation caused me to get breast cancer as well." She looked around. "Michelle, you can go."

•

•

Zonnique.

I was watching tv with Maria, we were watching Family Guy.

"See!" I laughed. "That's you." I pointed to Consuela, the Mexican maid in the show.

Maria looked at me. "No es gracioso..."

I laughed again. "She doesn't look like you but she reminds me of you." I looked at Consuela again before bursting out in tears laughing.

I guess Maria got offended, because she hopped of the couch and went in the basement. "I'm sorry Maria! You know I love you!" I yelled.

I laughed again lightly before turning off the tv. I grabbed my phone and walked upstairs, I did my hygiene and put on something simple for practice. I put on my black Nike basketball shorts, white Victoria Secret hoodie, and my Oreo Jordan's. I put my hair in a high bun and texted Rayan.

Me : Are you out if class? I'm free for another hour

Rayan❤️ : Meet me at Chipotle in 15 minutes, bring Bahja. Because Chad's coming with me.

I smiled and knocked on Bahja's room door. She opened it with a robe on, her pink hair was wet and curly.

"What you doing Bee?" I asked stepping inside her room.

She shrugged. "Just got out the shower. Bout to get dressed, why?"

"Hurry and get dressed and come with me." I smiled.

She sighed. "Come with you where Zo."

"Just hurry! I'll be waiting in the car!" I said running down the steps.

•

•

Bahja.

I sighed deeply, Zo must really be in a good mood. On the other hand, me? Not so much. Sage has been ignoring my texts and calls everysince yesterday. I'm not going to kiss his ass so I'm pretending I don't care, but I do. I lotioned up my body and put on my mint colored Hollister sweats, black crop top, and my black Timberlands. I changed my belly ring to a mint diamond heard one. I left my hair how it was and texted Sage once more.

Sage❤️ - If you want nothing to do with me .. just say it and I'll never talk to u again

I put my phone in my bra and went downstairs.

"Adiós Maria encierran para nosotros!" I shouted before leaving out the house.

•

•

Chad.

Me and Rayan sat in some chairs at Chipotle, eating our food. I had a bowl and he had a burrito.

"Excited about seeing Bahja?" He asked biting into his burrito.

I shrugged. "I don't know man, she's been playing games with this other nigga. I just ain't got time for her." I scooped up some food and threw it in my mouth.

He nodded. "I feel you."

The Chipotle doors opened, Zo and Bee came through the doors. My eyes widen and my mouth dropped to the floor, Bahja was f*****g beautiful. I mean, I knew she was a pretty girl back in Atlanta but she changed, her figure changed and her style. She dyed her hair a lighter pink. Her curves fit perfectly in those jogging pants and that belly ring topped it all off.

"Damn bro, why you staring?" Ray laughed.

I snapped out of it. "My bad." I bit a piece of steak and kept my eyes on Bahja. She was in line, ordering her food.

"Can I get a salad." I heard her sweet voice say. "Cheese, black beans, guacamole, and honey vinaigrette." She explained.

After they ordered they food they walked near us, when Bahja saw me she dropped her salad and gasped. Her salad was all over the floor and her shoes.

"Damn Bee!" Zo yelled. "What the hell is wrong with you?! Sit down while I go get a janitor or something. Shit."

Zo walked away as Bahja sat in a chair across from me, still staring.

"Hey." I said.

She snapped out of it. "H-h-hey Chad." She stuttered.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

She shook her head no constantly. "Everything's fine."

"Hey Bee." Rayan smiled.

They hugged and began talking for a minute, soon Zo came over with a man that had a rag. He cleaned up the mess and Zo sat down.

"Great." She whined in a sarcastic way. "We got 20 minutes to talk and eat."

•

•

Bahja.

Zo and Rayan was talking, eating, and enjoying eachothers company while I tried my best not to make eye contact with Chad. He's one of my closet friends and all, but his features. He really looks different, I know it's only been 5 months but, a guy can change in that little time.

"So Bee, where's your boy toy?" He asked.

I looked at him. "Who? Sage?" I scoffed. "Who knows."

"So, he's yours?"

I sighed. "It's complicated, really."

I could tell he was getting aggravated, he stood up. "How is it complicated?! It's either you f*****g the nigga or not!" He yelled.

Everyone in the restaurant looked at us in disgust. I could feel my body getting hot, I wiped a tear that was forming and stood up.

"You are so damn gullible." I whispered before leaving out the restaurant.

•

•

Zonnique.

We were all talking to Sean, about new moves and songs to do them on.

"Now I was thinking we do more of a hip hop song that fits you to dance to." He explained. "Loyal by Chris Brown?" He smirked.

We all cheered and smirked. Me, Bre, and Bee all stood next to eachother looking at ourselves in the dance studio mirror. Sean was in front of us telling us the moves he had in his head.

"So when he say just got rich, you gone walk up mean mugging and pop." He explained.

We began doing what he told us, but Bre was a little loose.

"Come on Babydoll." He smiled. "You got this."

He kept teaching us as we comprehended, we wasn't done but we were halfway there and we were doing great.

Interview

We were sitting in some chairs, across from a young man who was in his early 20's. He was Caucasian but he was fine. It was a internet webshow he hosted on Ustream, we heard he was the best in California. He had atleast 2 million views a night, but today he had 4.2 million since we were the special guest.

"Wassup y'all it's ya boy Austin." He said looking into the camera. "Today we got a special guest here, give it up for the OMG Girlz."

He pressed the applause button on his remote and we smiled.

"So ladies, there's a couple questions from the Ustream comments and I couple questions." He smiled.

"Let's hear the questions." Bre laughed.

"Question 1." He spoke, he went on his phone to read the Ustream comments. "This is for Star : Why are you and Rayan over?"

He looked at me and smirked. I sighed deeply and shrugged, "It was a bad misunderstanding. Hopefully we can start over." I fake smiled.

He nodded. "Well that's good, that's extremely good. Everyone loved your relationship I suppose, so we wish you the best for it to work out."

"Thank you." I laughed quietly.

He began searching for more comments. "This ones for whoever wants to say something : What are y'all doing music business right now?"

"Well we're doing a couple routines." Bee started. "Also were coming out with a new song called Do You Remember along with the video. Were also going to be on Good Morning America this Thursday." She smiled.

He hit the applause button. "That's fascinating! Are you girls excited about going to Times Square for the show?"

Bre nodded. "Yes were so excited, that's been our dream to go to Times Square. Our even bigger dream is to preform there." She explained.

Austin smiled. "That's nice, I'll definitely check that out on television."

He kept asking us questions, we answered them. Me and Bahja sung acapella as Bre did the beat, she was a little sketchy but it worked.

"Last question before we want you to actually preform." He said searching from the comments. "This ones for Babydoll : what's going on with you? Are you okay? Is your health okay? Is there something your hiding from your fans? It wasn't like you on the Late Nights With Kelley Show. Please speak up."

Bre kept quiet for a minute, tucking in her lips.

"Speak up." I laughed. "Is there something your hiding from your fans?"

"Not just my fans." She said quietly.

Bee looked in shock. "From us to?!"

I rolled my eyes. "Now you have to spill it, for real."

"It's about my health." I whined. "It's , not good."

"Not good?!" Bee gasped.

"I have lung cancer!" She said quickly.

Me, Bahja, and Austin kept quite, staring at her. The comments on Ustream were shooting across the roof. About 100 per second.

"Small cell lung cancer." She sighed. She shed a tear. "The doctor said it isn't good for my career and I can't rap again anytime soon."

I ran to her and hugged her tight. I cried with her as Austin shut off the camera and hugged her as well.

"I can't believe this." Bee scoffed. "How long were you going to keep this from us!" She shouted. "Were f*****g sisters!"

"Bee I just found out this morning!" Bre shouted back.

Bee shrugged. "I'm not kissing your ass Bre, you should have been told us you smoke." She scowled before leaving, slamming the door behind her.