Different

Ta'Leah Jackson

Houston, Texas

1 week later

Kentrell or Kendell hasn't talked to me since prom. I guess it's because Baby Joe kissed me while we were dancing. I didn't even kiss back though so I don't see what I did wrong.

Right now I'm on the way to my cousin's studio that he got in his house. I got out the car and knocked on the front door a couple of times.

I heard a few locks unlock before the door actually opened.

"Leah!" He yelled before engulfing me in a huge hug.

"Hey Brandon. How you been?" I patted his back before walking in.

"Stressed out. Going through some shit with my Baby Mama." He shook his head before handing me a water bottle, "She talking bout she pregnant but I haven't fucked her in a good month or two."

"Then that ain't your baby." I gave him a blank expression.

"Probably." He shrugged his shoulders before walking down the hall in to a room. I followed right behind him, taking a sip from my water bottle every now and then.

We walked inside the studio and I immediately ran inside the booth.

"Spit something for me." Brandon said before making a beat.

I grabbed the head phones and placed them on my head and leaned towards the mic.

I nodded my head to the beat before taking a deep breath, "Can't stop won't stop get guap
Ten white toes in them Tory flip flops
Manicures and pedicures I'm always tip top
When they say I'm not hot all these lies need to stop."

He screamed stopped the beat causing me to scrunch my eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" I watched him jump around.

I took the headphones off my head and stepped out the booth and sat down on the couch next to Brandon who was pressing buttons on the keyboard.

"That shit went dumb hard. You just made that shit up?" He continued to press stuff.

"Yeah I was kinda' freestyling." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Listen to this." He pressed a button and my voice flowed through the speakers.

I pulled out my phone and recorded myself lip syncing on my instasnap.

"Aye we could make this into a song." He smiled at me as I put my phone down.

"You being for real?" My eyes widened.

"Yeah you could really go somewhere with this rapping shit." He said before looking back at his computer.

"Ian really trying to be a rapper though." I played with my nails.

"Why not? You could make a lot of money. Look at Cardi B. She done really came up. The girl used to be a stripper." He shook his head.

"I don't care. I already have money." I shrugged my shoulders.

"You mean your parents money." He rolled his eyes, "You don't wanna live off of them forever."

I didn't say anything but shrugged my shoulders again.

I started to think about what he just said. Maybe he was right about this rapping stuff. I don't want to live off my parents money forever. But I'm not complaining. My mama gives me whatever I want, I don't even have to ask.

"So do you want to finish this song or not?" Brandon raised his eyebrows with a sheet of paper and pencil in his hand.

I stayed quiet for a while before answering, "Yeah I guess."

I snatched the paper and pencil out of his hand and began to write.

Kentrell Gaulden

"It's been at least a week since we've talked to Leah." Kendell whined.

I stayed quiet and continued to scroll on my phone.

"Can I at least talk to her? She hasn't done anything to me."

"No." I rolled my eyes as a picture of Leah popped up on my time line.

"Why?"

"Because I said so now shut da' fuck up!" I yelled getting irritated by him.

"You gone stop yellin' at me like I'm yo' child or sum'." He mumbled under his breath.

"Get da' fuck outta' my room." I got up and dragged him by his shirt towards the door.

"Why you so mad? I didn't even do nothin'." He said after I threw him on the floor.

I didn't say anything but slam and lock my door in his face. I walked back to my bed and layed down under the covers.

Maybe I should go back to the old Kentrell. Every since I came down here I've been letting everybody run over me. It's like everything changed. My mama is barely home.  And I'm not as popular like I was back in BR.

I don't give a fuck what my mama or Judge say anymore. I'm tired of being this good boy that everybody mess with.

From this day forward I'm going to make anybody who ever messed with me or talk shit about me life a living hell.

I put my phone on the charger and layed back down to take a nap.

It's about to go down💀 I think🤷🏾‍♀️ idk yet🤦🏾‍♀️

What state yall from?

I'm from the lone star state💀