Hey guys,
Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!
SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.
MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful
TODAY, MINE IS: 6
FATIMA
“I knew she was family. I knew it!” Ty said proudly.
“How? Because she had on a track suit?” Fatima questioned.
“Naw. I could just tell. Fam know fam. Trust.” Ty said on the car ride over to Cam’s house.
Fatima and Ty had been invited to Cam’s birthday party.
“Hey y’all. I’m glad y’all could make it. This is my girl Jazmine. Jazmine, this is Ty and her girl Fatima.”
They greeted and exchanged pleasantries.
“Make yourself at home. Food’s in the kitchen. Beer’s in the cooler. If you want something stronger, see Jazmine.”
“All right, thanks.” Ty turned to Fatima. “See, told you she was gay. We should’ve bet money.” Ty said giddily when Cam walked away.
“Girl, hush. You so silly.”
A handful of people sprinkled the cute townhouse. Most of them were playing cards, while the others stood around chit chatting. Fatima sat in a chair in the corner, enjoying a Strawberry Daiquiri. She wasn’t much of a card player. She tried to learn a few years back, but decided not to partake because some folks, mainly her family, took Spades and the act of reneging way too serious.
“You straight over here?” Cam walked up to Fatima.
“Oh, yeah. I’m good. Nice party. Thanks again for inviting us.”
“No problem. We all fam.” Cam said with a grin.
Fatima hesitated for a moment, but was too nosey not to persist. “How did you know?”
“Know what, that y’all were fam?”
“Yes.”
She shrugged her shoulders. “Because when you’re fam you just know.”
“That’s the same crap Ty said. There’s gotta be a better explanation than that.” Fatima demanded.
Cam smiled. “No, not really. It’s just a vibe you get.” Out of curiosity she asked, “So, you’re telling me you didn’t know?”
“About who, you?”
“Yeah.”
Fatima paused…then smiled wider than the Chester cheetah cat.
“See, see. You knew.” Cam teased.
“I mean, I kinda assumed, but didn’t know for sure…really.”
“Yeah, you knew.” Cam’s expression changed.
Her eyes were speaking to Fatima, who was 99.9% sure what they were saying, but, again, didn’t wanna assume.
“Do you play cards?” Fatima asked, changing the subject.
Cam shook her head. “They get too serious for me.”
“Me too!” Fatima concurred.
“Cards is just cards to me. If I make a mistake, I don’t wanna get cussed out or stabbed for throwing out the wrong card. You know?” Cam said jokingly.
Fatima laughed. “Exactly.”
They stared at each other briefly.
“So, you good? Do you need anything else?”
“Um, I’m ok for now. Thanks, though.”
“All right.” Cam walked away and intermingled with the rest of the guests.
Phette Hollins 