Why I Left You

How Girls Get Down

I came in with a small group of about 11. On the campus, the people who arrive with you are called your "Input group". This kinda play family was supposed to serve as your support group, as you began to adjust to the school and the people in it. There were four girls in my Input group; Cordette, Angelica, Mori and myself, Kira. All my inmate sisters were good looking and I don't wanna brag, but I knew I had a cute face, long black hair, and my big booty definitely scored extra points.

Cordette was the chick I thought was cool from the start. She was black like me, but had pretty green eyes and a wild personality.

Angelica was her Puerto Rican roommate, and she was the quiet type with a head full of long, lovely hair that went all the way down to her butt. Mori was Dominican and kind of our group's lovable mascot. She was little and talked very slowly, and cursed a lot! People sometimes teased her by calling her "Helmet girl" or retarded because she talked and had the mannerisms of a little girl. Still, she was pretty, with the nicest skin I had ever seen, and she was just undeniably cute in all her strange ways. Yup, we were all cute, and we IMMEDIATELY got hated on by the other chicks at the center. I think that's why we all got along so well right from the start. These other chicks were all eyeballing us like we had "I'll take your man" tattooed to our foreheads.

I remember the first day we got there. After we'd filled out all the paperwork and got a quick tour of the place, my input sisters and I sat out in a Gazebo to chat and get to know each other and take in the experience.

Child, we weren't out there but 10 minutes when suddenly a swarm of girls began to flood the Gazebo. They took seats all around us, and some stood around the gazebo, just hanging around any space they could find. They started smoking and asked us if we wanted any. One girl asked me if I had a cigarette, and I shook my head no and told her, in all honesty, that I didn't smoke. She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes at me. I looked at Cordetta to see if she had seen what had just happened. She lit up a cigarette and looked at the girl with an attitude, daring her to "pop off" (do something to get a fight started).

That's what's up! Cordette hasn't known me more than a few hours, but she already had my back.

Angelica had cowered close to her, since some big fat girl had squashed her into the seat. She lit up her own cigarette and kept her eyes on the floor, not looking up at any of the girls unless they asked her a question. She was scared, and I could tell by the way Cordette held on to her cigarette and looked hard at anyone who looked like they might even think of popping off, she would be willing to defend her or any of her input sisters. That's my girl! I thought, and I stared dead at the b***h who'd rolled her eyes at me.

I stared at her until I saw her get uncomfortable and start fidgeting in place. She was real f*****g bold a minute ago, but now she refuses to make eye contact with me. I gave her a look that said "b***h, I will BEAT your ass, just pop off!" After a few more minutes, she said something to the girl next to her and left.

For those who aren't black, or female, or never spent much time in any hood, you may be wondering what this whole thing is about.

Men are probably sitting here thinking, "Yo, ma. You and your girls are bugging. They just wanted to say hi and welcome you".

To this, I would say "No, you are wrong. Silly male!" The first thing is a welcoming committee will smile at you. None of these bitches was smiling. Well, none of them except Joeleena, who I later became cool with. That b***h is crazy as hell though, so she was always smiling. The other slags were looking at us like they were police officers, and the 4 of us were suspects they were interrogating.

Second thing is, it don't take 20 girls to welcome 4 newcomers, and I noticed there wasn't a man in sight at this point. And third, they could tell by our body language that we were uncomfortable and they didn't care.

Angelica kept her eyes on the ground, she didn't want any drama and did not come here for this. Cordette and I didn't come here for this either, but we were here and there was no place to run. We both sat up in our seats, eyes narrowed, cracking our knuckles and looking at 20 or so girls all brave, like we were the f*****g "Thunder Cats" or something.

Little Mori just had a look on her face like she smelled a fart. I decided then that I liked Angelica and Mori a lot too. Angelica because she was so feminine and gentle. And I liked Mori because she was the smallest out of all of us, but was not afraid to look at a b***h three times her size and say, in a slow but bold way, "Ewww, b***h! Wha’ da f**k is you lookin' at me for?" .

There was a strange sound in the air all the sudden. I just looked at the other girls confused. One muttered "Lunch is over" and they began to dissipate and walk towards different parts of the center. Me and my Input sisters were left alone again.

"Wha'da f**k?" Mori says again. "Them bitches were acting like they really wanted beef".

"You know how chicks are, girl" I said.

Cordette began to chuckle. "We just got here, and we almost got kicked out the same day".

Angelica just shook her head and tossed her spent cigarette on the floor and crushed it with her feet.

"Yeah, this place is crazy," I said.

"I wonder what our input brothers are doing." Cordette smirked. "You think they were lying by the lake and 20 something guys went over there with stone faces to grill them out?"

I laughed. "Nah, I don't think men get down like that. They probably already got friends and are somewhere playing touch football or something."

"Sometimes I wish I had a d**k," Mori says out of the blue.

Cordette, Angelica and I chuckle.

"I could go for a fat one right now too," adds Cordette, as the rest of us continue to laugh.