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Chapter 45: Differences

" Can we just play, please?" Justin asked as he took my ball and my glove from me.  

Tj took the bat and put himself in position. Justin threw the ball and Tj hit it, it flew all the way out where Spencer stood and she started running out towards the tall gate where the backyard of Mrs. Jamison. Spencer tried to jump up and catch it but it flow over the gate. My mouth dropped in an instant.

CRASH!!!!!!

The ball had broken her window.

" Oh..... My...... God! " I said.

" RUUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!!!!!! " Tj said and before I could say anything he took off running along with his brothers and sister. We just stood there in shock.

Soon Mrs. Jamison came from around the gate holding the ball in her hand, she was a short woman with long hair that flowed all the way down to her back and big green eyes. Her then lips was pursed." Which one of you did it? " She asked.

" Uh, Mrs. Jamison it was-"

"Do I need to go talk to your mother, your not suppose to be over here playing ball."

" Says-" I nudged Ciara in her rib cage trying to keep her from saying something disrespectful.

" I think I do." She said." Take me to her now.

I looked over at Ciara, she shrugged her shoulders and began walking towards the street. We all followed.

" Momma is not gonna be happy about this." Prince told me.

" Why you say that, we didn't do anything."

" But she's working, you know she doesn't like being interrupted when she is working." he said.

" So either way we're gonna end up in trouble." I said

He just nodded.

I sighed and just walked up the street with along with everyone else. When we made it through the gate, Ciara put the code in and of course our bodyguard John opened it up for us. When we made up to the door our nanny and house keeper Beth opened the door." Is there a problem ma'am?" she asked.

" Are you their mother? " Mrs. Jamison asked as she pointed towards us.

" No I'm their house keeper." she said.

" I need to speak with their mother." She said.

Beth looked at us and back at Mrs. Jamison " Right this way." she said.

She led Mrs. Jamison to my mothers mane office. Momma had her glasses on writing something down in her note book. She was absolutely stunning for a fifty one year old woman, she had very little wrinkles and her skin still had a special glow to it. " Mrs. Jackson, I'm sorry to interrupt up but Mrs. Jamison would like to speak with you." Momma looked up at her, her gray eyes tinkled in the room light.

She placed her pin down and held her head up." Thank you, Beth." she said. 

When Beth room mom looked back at Mrs. Jamison." Is there a problem? "

" Your children were playing ball by my house over in the field, and one of them hit the ball and caused it to break one of my windows."

She looked at us and back at her." Did you see them do it? " she seemed very calm and at ease.

" Well no but they were-"

"Did you ask them if they did it?"

" No but-"

"Then what makes you think they were the ones who did it if you didn't ask them."

" Because Mrs. Jackson, they were the only ones out there." She said.

Momma shook her head." That doesn't mean anything." she looked at us." Did either of you hit that ball, and I want the truth."

" No." We all said.

" Then who did?" she said as she sat back in the chair crossing her arms.

" It was Tj." Jay said quickly.

Momma looked back at Mrs. Jamison with her eyebrow raised very high." Next time, Mrs Jamison, I suggest you ask them if they did something before coming here and confronting me about something they didn't didn't do. That way you wouldn't be waisting your time, or mime. And I'm sure your a very busy woman."

Mrs. Jamison looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Prince, Jay, why don't you walk Mrs. Jamison home."

" Yes ma'am." they said as they walked out the room.

When they left we just all stood there as momma just looked us, we wouldn't make eye contact though that's one thing you should never do when your in trouble with her, never make eye contact until she speaks.

"I told you, you are not allowed to play with those kids." She said finally.

Ciara stepped up." Momma, we tried to keep them from playing but they wouldn't listen, they just insulted us and started playing." she explained quickly.

" Then you should've came home and got me, all-"

" But momma, you were working and-"

" Don't interrupt me, girl." She said calmly." Whether I am working or not you come and get me,do you understand me?"

She dropped her head." Yes ma'am."

" That goes for all of you, whether I am working or not, you come and get me, do you understand? "

" Yes." I said everyone else just nodded.

" Yes what? "

"Yes Ma'am."

She put her glasses back on and picked up her pen." Now go play in the backyard or something." she said shooing us off.

I looked at my sisters and at my mother who I have known my whole life, and realized how different Prince and I really was from the rest of them.

Why did we look so different from them?