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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad

    Drama!! Oh Drama!!

    By Najya Yasirah


    Chapter 17- Ready To Rumble



    “You two look awesome,” said Sheila to Reyjah  and Arianna.  “Girl, we all look good, it’s Girl Fight Tonight,” said Arianna. “I hope your boobs don’t fall out, Reyjah.” Her hair had been cornrowed in the front and pulled high into a curly ponytail.  Her shirt was a blue handkerchief. She wore black stretchy pants so she could move comfortably while kicking Darlene’s ass.  Midori, Derrick, and Kate laughed. “I hope Darlene’s boobs don’t float down to her ankles when I get to her,” said Reyjah laughing. “Hey, Tyson! Holyfield!!!” said Akilah as the group approached the bar.  She busted out laughing. “You all look like some glamorous gangstas.”  Akliah  was wearing a red Chinese-print muscle shirt and a pair of black bellbottoms. “I was thinking of taking off my prostethic leg and letting Arianna hit  Darlene with it,” Kate confessed wearing a very cute lavender jumpsuit. "“Ooooh, Kate,” said Midori. “A wolf in sheep’s clothing, are we?’ said Derrick. “Hey, Reyjah’s my girl,” said Kate. “And you’re Antoine’s girl, too, thank you for having his back, and believing in him, man.” Reyjah hugged Kate. “Reyjah you’re on in 10 minutes,” said Akilah. “Hot damn! Can I get some Buffalo wings?!”

    As Reyjah readied herself onstage, he friends took their usual seat at the front row. “Does she know what she’s singing?” asked Sheila. “Hell no,” said Arianna.
    Derrick laughed. “Gimme one of them wings, Arianna , you greedy heffa!” “I know you ain’t calling me a heffa ,bitch” said Arianna laughing as she slid the basket of wings to him.  Midori was digging in her wings so hard, she had hotsauce on her nose. “Damn, don’t you cook, Midori?” said Kate. “Yeah, but the question is, can I cook?” Sheila laughed. “Y’all are wild!”  “Okay, let’s quit before Rey Rey gets hot with us, again,” said Arianna, who was truly throwing down on her wings.
    Reyjah began singing Mariah Carey’s “Love Takes Time.” “Oh, Lord,” said Derrick.   
    “I had it all/but I let it slip away/couldn’t see that I treated you wrong/now I wander around feeling sad and cold/trying to believe that you’re gone/ Love takes time/to heal when your hurting so much/couldn’t see that I was blind, to let you go/ I can’t escape the pain inside/Inside/love takes time…I don’t wanna be here alone….” “She’s gonna cry, soon,” said Derrick.  Just then, Darlene entered with a spurned Julia on her heels. “Please, Darlene, Don’t leave me for Antoine,” she begged.  Darlene gave her the cold shoulder. “You are such a puppet, Julia, a little crackwhore  bitch…love me long time….Bangkok Thailand has better ass than you.” Julia was stunned. Dressed in a peach top with spaghetti straps and white flare pants, she stood at the entrance in sheer and utter dismay. As Darlene strutted off, all she could utter was,” But I loved you.”

    “Losing my mind/from this hollow in my heart/Suddenly I’m so incomplete/Lord I’m needing you now/Tell me how to stop the rain/Tears are falling down endlessly…Love takes time to heal when your hurting so much/Couldn’t see that I was blind/to let you go/I can’t escape the pain/Inside/Love takes time…I don’t wanna be here alone…..

    Darlene walked up to the bar.  Akilah glared at her as she talked on the phone. “Is Antoine here?” she asked sweetly through gritted teeth. “Bitch, don’t look at me like I’m your damn friend,” said Akilah.  Darlene gave her an evil look and began her own search for Antoine. “The bitch is here,” said Akilah  softly. Arianna was on her cell phone. “Where?”  “She’s not close enough yet, I think Julia is looking around for her.” “Okay,” Arianna hung up her phone. “The whores are here,” she said in a low voice. Let’s get ready to rumble,” said Sheila as she cracked her knuckles. “Oohh, girl don’t do that!” said Derrick cringing. “I can’t stand that sound!”
    “You might say that it’s over/you might say that you don’t care/ You might say you don’t miss me/you don’t need me/But I know that you do and I feel that you do/ INSIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDEEEE!!!!!!”  “Oooooh! She hit that high note!!!!” said Derrick. The audience began applauding.  Julia, high from a Rohypnol hit, stumbled over to the bar. “Why the hell do you look like that?” asked Akilah. “You look like ‘who did it and ran’!”  Julia’s eyes were bloodshot.  “Have …you …seen Darlene?” she stuttered. “I don’t keep up with hoes, sorry. Have a great night, though!” Akilah patronized.  Julia began her journey to the bathroom.  Arianna’s cell phone rang. “Julia’s on her way to the bathroom, I think she’s high, though, be careful,” said Akilah softly. “Okay, y’all Julia’s in the bathroom, and all of a sudden I have the urge to pee.” Reyjah saw Julia as she ambled to the restroom. “Al right, I’ll be back in a few, gotta take a leak!” she said to the audience. Her followers laughed. She gave Arianna  a 30-second head start.

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