La La by Kim Lenor (books for 10th graders txt) 📖

cool enough that she could have texted or called me to let me know what was going on but she was one of Doe’s main girls and I didn't really have time to think about that right then.

There was so much yelling that I couldn’t make sense of anything. That was until Sysco pulled out his piece and everyone immediately got quiet.

“What the fuck is this? This is my family you fucking with Doe,” Sysco yelled.

“Then you need to take care of the debt! This bitch not only just stole from me but she owes me money. So she either gets sentenced by me or you handle it!” Doe yelled.

“I will handle it but you disrespecting mine?” Sysco said.

“I don’t give a fuck! I've been making exceptions for this crack hoe because I know she your bitch’s moms but this bitch stole from me so no more exceptions. I want all my money and my shit back.”

“You should have came to me first Doe, money ain’t shit.”

“Man fuck you Sysco, you ain’t running these streets… check the numbers motha-fucka! You gone pull out on me in front of my people. Man fuck you! I run these streets. I’ve been seconds anyway from getting rid of your ass anyway. You need to get out the flow of my money!”

I could see that Sysco was ready to start poppin, I knew him well enough to know that look in his eyes. Then on queue when blood was about to be shed, he started yelling in Spanish and focusing his eyes so he could aim and pull the trigger. I grabbed my sister and turned to grab my mother but she was already long gone. The words that Sysco and Doe had already exchanged meant it was war and I really didn’t want to see bullets fly because of something my mother did. My sister was innocent but I had told her ass to stop chasing after my mother. My mind was racing with thoughts of how I could get the situation under control without disrespecting Sysco so I yelled, “Sysco let me settle part of the debt my mother fucked up, this is my problem.”

“What’s the debt Doe?” Sysco yelled.

“She owes me five hundred.”

“Bitch ass nigga I got that for days! You about to lose your life over five hundred? You need to check the numbers! Here motha-fucka, take two stacks!” Sysco said as he threw money at Doe.

Sysco quickly put his gun away because we could hear police sirens swiftly approaching but the cop cars sped right past us.
“That just ain’t it, nobody fucks with me and these other crackheads need to understand that. So either you find her or I’ll find her and China can finish this.”

Doe sneakily pulled out his piece but I seen him do it as clear as day and he kept it tucked to his side and that’s when I knew what I had to do to end all of that right then and there. I could predict Sysco but I had no idea what I was dealing with with Doe, so I stepped in front of Doe’s and said, “I’ll handle it, if I beat your bitches ass you drop this with my mom, and if she gets the best of me then you still drop this with my mom.”

I wasn’t about to let Sysco and Doe go at it like they were some cowboys in a fuckin western and my sister was hysterical so she wasn’t worth shit, so I knew it was on me.
My heart was pounding though I wasn’t afraid but I sure as hell didn’t feel like fighting, all I had planned on doing that day was laying tracks. China was a little bigger than me but regardless I was going to give her a run for her money because I always fought with everything I had in me. I tied up my hair, kicked off my sandals and before she could even position herself I kicked that bitch in her stomach and just started going crazy on her, not that crazy wild woman fighting like most girls do but I mean some real one – two type shit. I had had too many fights in my life and watched too many boxing matches on television to not know how to fight for real.
We were going at it and this bitch had a heavy hand and hit, some of her blows made me just want to throw in the towel, get in a fetal position and cry. Then out the blue I heard Niecee say, “I don’t know what this shit is about but I sure as hell know how it’s going to end.” Realizing my auntie was there, I got some extra courage and strength and I finished that bitch off. I got her down to the ground and then went windmill on her ass, yeah that crazy girl fighting seemed appropriate then. I would have kept going for days but Sysco grabbed me off of her and Doe picked up China by her neck because he was so mad. He was pissed off that she lost the fight and I was happy it was over and no one got shot. However, I could tell by looking at Doe as he watched us walk away that the fight was over but the war had just started.

As soon as I got home I busted into Sunny’s house to see her sitting on the couch high. I began to go off on her because I was so angry. I was fighting for her ass while she had snuck off with the drugs she stole and went home to get high.

“Sunny your stupid ass almost got all of us killed and you just left us there!”

“I’m sorry La La, I just had to go to the bathroom and Doe wasn’t going to do nothing to nobody.”

“You need to go away! You need to get some help! You are going to get Daisha killed. And Daisha how many times do I have to tell you to stop trying to be her guardian angel? You cannot save her! She has to save herself. You running after her is only going to cause more problems.”

“La La you are so damn dramatic! Why are you bleeding baby?” Sunny said.

“Clean your ears Sunny, from fighting so Doe won’t kill your ass! I don’t even know why I’m talking to you right now.”

I turned my attention to Daisha as her crying became unbearably annoying, “Daisha, would you shut the hell up with all that goddamn crying! From now on you are going everywhere with me. I’m not going to lose you too.”

“Yeah Daisha, it’s enough that I have to work all the time but to know that you out here with your mother is more than even I can bear. Sunny, when are you going to be a mother to these girls? They are practically grown women. Daisha will be eighteen in a couple months. Do you want them to see you your entire life like this? One day they are going to go away from here, have their own families and not even be bothered with you. I’m tired of this Sunny! If you want to get yourself killed that’s one very sad and very tragic thing but you stooping so low that you would put your daughters’ lives in danger? We try to keep a low profile and you stole from Doe, do you know the kind of heat that could bring around here?”

“Why are yawl always ganging up me? Why don’t yawl just leave me alone! Everyone hates me except Daisha, she is the only one that loves me, only Daisha, my baby. Daisha, pass mommy that cigarette pack please.”

Sunny pulled a joint out of the cigarette pack and I got so mad that I stormed out of the house and Niecee and Daisha followed me to attempt to calm me down. I assured them that I was okay but later that night as I laid in bed, I couldn’t help thinking and contemplating, thinking about the day and my music. I became even more determined that I would finish my demo and get my mother some good help and take care of Niecee and Daisha. I felt it was no one’s responsibility but mine. We were one step closer since Charlo had Sysco’s demo but I had to get on my grind even harder and so I jumped out of bed and started writing and rewriting my songs. This was the beginning of the rest of my life.


Chapter 4
Daisha had a temporary get out of jail free card from being glued to my side for the rest of her life because she was sick, but the day she was feeling better Sysco picked us up after school and we all headed straight to the studio.

We were listening to beats trying to tweak them for this one song I had been working on for the longest. I didn’t really like anything I heard and I was becoming disappointed and frustrated thinking I wasn't going to be able to use the song at all. Out of the blue from the corner of the room, Daisha in her soft voice interrupted us and started to tell us to add this, do this, put that back, turn this down, and before I knew it, the beat was hot. It was what I imagined in my head but didn't know how to articulate. Daisha had fixed it in like 2.5 seconds and everyone was amazed, and with that I was done with that track in less than an hour. Everybody in the room mattered but the force that Daisha, Sysco and I made was unbelievable. I was sure that I was going to be finished with my demo by the end of the month like Sysco told Charlo because now all the elements were in place.

Later that evening before I went to bed Sysco called me overly excited, "Hey Baby Doll, I got all these new beats, I forgot I had them. This shit is hot and once Daisha does her voodoo we in this bitch! I want to come by and let you listen to them now. Where is the butcher Niecee?"

"She here silly! I'm excited! If we have the right beat everything else just flows. It's just a matter of matching the right beat with the right words and shit that's the easy part. You want to just come by tomorrow because I really don’t feel good? I think Daisha may have given me whatever she had. I don't even think I'm going to go to school. I'll just call you when I feel better tomorrow."

"Alright mommy, feel better baby. Rest that throat and I'm not saying so you can sing…."
"That's all you think about greedy!"

"Nah for real get better... Just call me when you wake up but don’t forget I have to go to court in the morning for that taillight ticket."
“Oh yeah that’s right. Why are you going to court when you do have a broken taillight, why don’t you just pay it?”

“Broken taillight, what broken taillight, I don’t know what you are talking about. My taillight wasn’t broken that cop was trippin, especially if he don’t show up to court.”
"Oh my god Sysco you are such a criminal! What am I going to do with you?”
“Just what you been doing with me. I gotta