ANOTHER KIND OF DIAMOND Read Free

Don’t even try making me go any faster than I’m doing already, alright? Oh no! Is no use! It is already on its stand and there is no way we can catch up with it now, so I quit, Isabel said and slowed down.
    Babe, don’t do that! Carissa persisted. We can still make it! Keep running! We are almost there! See, I almost touched the big thing. Yeah!
    But those who have the mind to know the right time to leave their homes and get to the bus stop on time already got in and the bus full, ok? Babe look at the damn thing with your blind eyes and you’ll see it’s slowly moving away. It is not gonna stay there waiting for Carissa ‘cause that’s what you call public transportation, okay? It is leaving!
    Yeah! You’re damned right. We missed it alright. Let’s wait for another one, okay?
    Is gonna take about an hour before the next bus gets here Carissa!
    We got no choice babe? It’s either we choose to wait or we take another long walk back home. Anyways, it is up to you Isabel, ‘cause I’m not going to the store to shop for my own stuff and you know that. The only reason I’m out here right now is ‘cause of you, don’t you forget that, Carissa said.
    And how are you helping me out now, ah? Isabel responded.
    We ain’t got to the store yet! Carissa continued.
    And you already sat down without even thinking how I’m feeling about this whole shit! Anyways, since is gonna take a while before the bus gets here, I wanna take out my ear piece and listen to some tunes, okay? So go ahead and pretend I don’t exist. Still searching for the piece, Isabel heard Carissa shout out, I kinda sat on something!
    I know you won’t let me alone, Isabel bellowed. What is it you sat on that is so bad you can’t bear?
    I don’t know. May be a kinda book or something, Carissa said and took out whatever it is and began flipping through some pages of a magazine until she got to a particular spot and tried reading out some names. D.r Jos…Jos…lyn Je…far..son. An..to..ny Mar..great Will..son………
    Give me that, Isabel said snatching the so called book off Carissa’s hand. This is no book roommate. It’s what you call a Magazine, understand? How come you can’t even read a damn thing? What’s wrong with you Carissa, are you dumb or something?
    You don’t have to scream at me, okay? Carissa who hardly gets mad with her roommate reacted this time with a slight hint of self-defense.
    Let me see! Oh! Dr. Joslyn Jefferson, Attorney Margret Wilson. What’s this shit talking about anyways? Isabel said and looked up the caption. Oh! “One Hundred Great American Women Achievers” Good! Sounds kind of cute!
    What’s that?
    Something about some babes that did something they wanna talk about in a magazine.
    Something like what?
    Here you start asking dumb ass questions again Carissa. Anyways, they kind of became Doctors, Attorneys, Music babes and stuffs like that. They did some good.
    How do they do all that? I mean get to do all those kind of shit and stuff, Carissa asked.
    They stay in school and study so hard. That’s how they do it, dumb fool!
    That must be kinda miserable life, ha? You know what I think? Isabel you are one of them ‘cause you are so smart! See how you do every damn thing better than I do! Tell me something! Did you get to finish high school or something?
    I don’t wanna talk about it! Isabel retorted.
    How come you never say a thing about yourself, eh? Ok, if you must know I dropped out, what about you? Carissa continued.
    Didn’t you hear me say I don’t wanna talk about it damned fool?
    It doesn’t matter! It doesn’t matter, Carissa added. But tell me some, how do people get to stay in school and all that, study hard and get to be called some kind of quire sounding names and stuff? I mean they gonna miss out in all the fun we’ll be getting. I don’t get it! And what are they gonna do with all that funny sounding names. I can’t do myself like that! Damn! Now listen to this! There is this old Aunt