Jaycee's P.O.V.
I grunt while dragging my drunken sister Jada out of the bar. My hand is shoved in my স্কার্ট pocket, shuffling around for the keys to my Ford Cantina. Times like this is when I wish that Jada was never my sister. She's an underage drinker and my mom has done nothing to stop it. It's not like she would anyway; she's always with her ' boyfriend ' James.
When I opened the car door, I slid Jada in the backseat, when she starts to mumble under her breath. As I come closer, her breath hits me in the face 5 সেকেন্ড before her face was close to mine.
My nose crinkles up in disgust before backing away. " My god, Jada, mouthwash please!" She frowns with protest. " What? It's not like I'm far from the drinking age! It's 4,278 and I'm 17. That's what; three numbers apart?"
I roll my eyes. " আপনি do some crazy things, আপনি know that?" Jada laughs sarcastically. " Me? Do crazy things? Ha, আপনি should see yourself. আপনি had a relationship with Michael Jackson, now that was crazy."
A rush of sadness runs through my body. I haven't seen Michael since 1974 when I moved from LA to Manhattan. Ever since we met, I was the bait for the media for two years. প্রশ্ন like " Is it true that আপনি were involved with Michael?" " Are আপনি a prostitute trying to get money?" and " Are আপনি Michael's girlfriend?" were প্রশ্ন that lingered around a lot. I wonder how he's doing...
I grunt while dragging my drunken sister Jada out of the bar. My hand is shoved in my স্কার্ট pocket, shuffling around for the keys to my Ford Cantina. Times like this is when I wish that Jada was never my sister. She's an underage drinker and my mom has done nothing to stop it. It's not like she would anyway; she's always with her ' boyfriend ' James.
When I opened the car door, I slid Jada in the backseat, when she starts to mumble under her breath. As I come closer, her breath hits me in the face 5 সেকেন্ড before her face was close to mine.
My nose crinkles up in disgust before backing away. " My god, Jada, mouthwash please!" She frowns with protest. " What? It's not like I'm far from the drinking age! It's 4,278 and I'm 17. That's what; three numbers apart?"
I roll my eyes. " আপনি do some crazy things, আপনি know that?" Jada laughs sarcastically. " Me? Do crazy things? Ha, আপনি should see yourself. আপনি had a relationship with Michael Jackson, now that was crazy."
A rush of sadness runs through my body. I haven't seen Michael since 1974 when I moved from LA to Manhattan. Ever since we met, I was the bait for the media for two years. প্রশ্ন like " Is it true that আপনি were involved with Michael?" " Are আপনি a prostitute trying to get money?" and " Are আপনি Michael's girlfriend?" were প্রশ্ন that lingered around a lot. I wonder how he's doing...