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hell. I know it makes me happy. I know Li’l Bo and Monica will be too.” Rochelle had a grin on her face so wide it looked like her face was going to pop. “I know your dad is happy Big John showed up with that money.”
     
    “ Yeah, he is,” I lied with a grim smile on my face.
     
    “ OK, look. You have to tell Monica and Li’l Bo soon. Maybe you should take them out to eat or something and do it,” Rochelle suggested.
     
    That sounded like a good suggestion I thought as I stopped walking to face Rochelle. “Yeah, I think that’s what I’ll do. I’ll take them out later today and tell them. That way, if they get too excited, my momma won’t hear. Rochelle, thanks.” I gave her a fake push while we continued to walk.
     
    “ Now what are you going to do for your eighteenth birthday?”
     
    “ Oh snap, Rochelle. Girl, I forgot all about my birthday, I’ve been so busy.”
     
    “ Mya, how you gon’ forget your own birthday? I didn’t forget. It’s next Saturday, and we gon’ party.” Rochelle threw her hands up in the air.
     
    “ No, doubt,” I smiled. “I know we gon’ party.” I got hyped.
     
    “ Damn right. And you’re gon’ spend some of that money to go shopping too. I don’t wanna hear shit, and do your hair. You’ll be the main bitch that night. You only turn eighteen once, so it’s on.” Rochelle gave me a serious look to make her point.
     
    She’s right, I only turn eighteen once, and with all the drama I’ve been going through the last four years, I deserve to celebrate my eighteenth birthday. And that’s just what I plan to do. As for shopping, I haven’t done that in a while so it should be interesting. Not only am I going to go shopping for myself, I’m going to take Li’l Bo and Monica on a shopping spree. Spending money ain’t something we’ve been accustomed to in the last couple of years, but I’m pretty sure we won’t screw it up.
     

Chapter 15
     
    “ Give me that bread back, Li’l Bo. I had it first. You know I had it first,” I heard Monica scream at Li’l Bo when I entered the front door.
     
    “ I don’t know shit. If you had it first, why didn’t you eat it?” he asked calmly.
     
    “ Because I went to the bathroom. Now give it here.” Monica snatched the bread out of his hand. The bread crumbled when she snatched it. “You see what you’ve done? Now the bread is torn up. How am I supposed to eat it?” Monica continued to yell at him.
     
    “ Why don’t you ask yourself that, since you the one snatched it?” Li’l Bo started laughing.
     
    I stood back in silence and watched them argue. They have been arguing like that since I became too old to argue with Li’l Bo myself. So now I get to sit back and referee their petty bullshit arguments. Monica always wins because Li’l Bo always lets both of us get our way in the end. Just when the argument was over Momma came out of her room.
     
    “ What is going on in here? Why all the hollering?” She headed in the kitchen.
     
    “ It’s him ,” Monica pointed her finger at Li’l Bo.
     
    I started laughing out loud, and Momma turned around. “What’s so funny? Don’t you hear them in here about to kill each other?” she asked.
     
    “ Yeah, and can you believe over some bread?” I answered still laughing.
     
    “ It ain’t funny, Mya. He knows I was about to make a sandwich with that bread,” Monica pouted.
     
    “ Stop whining like a baby. The next time you take the bread out use it. Females,” Li’l Bo breathed out loud.
     
    “ Whatever, boy, get yo—”
     
    “ Hold it.” I cut Monica off before she could say anything else. “Could both of you stop about that damn bread. We can get more bread. As a matter of fact, both of you get dressed. We going to the store,” I ordered them.
     
    “ Why are we going to the store? I don’t feel like it. Besides, I just took my clothes off. If you lookin’ for me, I’ll be in my room trying to beat the next level on my