Your P.O.V.
After you get the tortillas and you're walking out to your car you hear a mom yelling at her son to be quiet, very harshly. You shake your head. I would never, my kids would know to respect me and I wouldn’t have to be mean and yell and hit them, you think. But you don’t interfere with them. You jump into your car and drive back home. When you actually are done and finished with the chicken and tortillas, it is 9:56, you are setting out the cut up onions and things and you are on song number 32 from your playlist. 47Please respect copyright.PENANA1C7GjenXRz
The song is ‘The Take’ by Tory Lanez and Chris Brown. “ I wanna put you in 7 positions for 70 minutes, you get it, babe.” You rap along to the song. When you finish putting all the food on the table, all nice and neat, and where everyone can help themselves you call everyone. You hear the doors open and they all come to the kitchen. Zahir is holding his phone up to his face . You see his girlfriend, Keivonnah. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAfV8sXfHkAv
You snatch his phone. “Y/n!” He yells. “Shut up,” You say to him then turn your face and attention to his phone. “Hey Vonnah!” You say. “Heyy!” She answers. Cherish pokes her head in the camera’s view and waves. Keivonnah waves back. “What are you cooking up?” She says. “Tacos.” You say. “Well, dang. That sounds good and all... but like, my momma downstairs making soul food.” She says. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAZJ2kZh6BqH
“Well, fuck this. We need to be coming OVER THERE.” You say. Keivonnah laughs. “Well, I’m going to let you go so I can eat and y’all can eat.” She says. You wave and she hangs up. You hand Zahir his phone. You all sit at the table. You take your Airpods out. “Let us pray.” Your mom says.You all grab each other's hands. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAj0Aqrir3nD
“Dear Lord, we thank You for this day You’ve given us. We thank You for this food we’re about to eat. We pray that it will nourish our bodies. We pray that You give us another day and I say these things in the name of Jesus. Amen.” Your mom says. You all say Amen. You start to eat. You grab a tortilla and put chicken, lettuce, parmesan cheese, mild sauce from Taco Bell, and sour cream on the taco. 47Please respect copyright.PENANA4fR4xSk6wn
Zahir grabs the grape kool aid that you made earlier while you were cooking the chicken. Cherish bites into her food. “Bomb!” She says, chicken juice dripping down her fingers. You smile. “Where did my daughter learn to cook so well!?” Your mom says. “Thank you.” You say. You all eat. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAH2sEVaGdZZ
Later after you all finish eating, your mom yells at your brother, you and Cherish try not to laugh, you’re at the sink doing the dinner dishes. You watch Cherish keep glancing up at you like she wants to say something to you. After you finish the dishes she finally says what she has to. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAFBcsm5eflm
“Y/n, I need to tell you something.” She says. “What did you do? Sleep with Jariston, cause if so, I don't wanna hear it.” You joke. “I wish. But that’s not it. Just-- Come here. I’ll show you.” She says. You walk over to her from the sink. You stand behind her and watch her go on Snapchat. “Your into BTS, yeah? That’s why you learned Korean, right?” She asks while going to a person named, ‘KPOPfreak’. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAQb18Ti6UJS
“Yes. And you have some weird people on Snapchat, bro.” You say. She smiles. “Shut up. She added me.” You watch her skip through a bunch of videos and pictures of BTS and other groups. She stops abruptly at one. “Is that CNN?” You say. She nods. You read the report bar at the bottom of the screenshot. ‘The popular South Korean boy group, BTS, looking for a female 8th member.’ Cherish watches you take that in. “Right, so I looked it up and I found this,” She says, switching to Safari and going to a saved tab. She opens a video and presses play. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAGWYglxn3bx
“Today, on CNN, we will be covering the report about the South Korean boy group, BTS, is looking for an 8th member. The email Big Hit Studios sent out says, ‘They need to be of the ages of 18 to 28, a good dancer, and a good singer. They do not care what religion, culture or what country you are or live in. Nor do they care what skin colour you are.” Erin Bernett, an American CNN correspondent says. Cherish stops the video. She looks up at you, expectantly. “So?” You say. She looks at you sideways. 47Please respect copyright.PENANArmLAmDJSD9
“What do you mean, so!? You're good at singing and dancing! And you're almost 19!” She exclaims. “So you expected me to join or something!? Hah! You’re delusional! You’re delulu, Cherish.” You say, shaking your head, laughing, and walking over to the counter to grab your phone. “Well, and why not!?” She says. You turn around and look at her like she’s crazy, which right now you're thinking she is. 47Please respect copyright.PENANArRInbjgUHs
“Oh! Reason number one, there is always someone better than me. I am not the best singer and dancer. Number two, a lot more people will sign up, probably thousands of girls and I won’t have a chance. Number three, I don’t like to have haters. Especially the other army’s, you know how we are.. You know how I am. I try to please everyone. Number four, people will think I’m a whore, and I’m not. Number five, the other army’s will hate me. Oh, I said that already? Because it’s true!” You say. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAH1kQCb23wB
Cherish rolls her eyes. “You shouldn’t even care! Like come on, Y/n!I just thought you’d be the one they’d choose. And plus, you're an army. You know how they are, so you should know if they’d hate you or not.” She says. “I said no. So drop it. If they want me they’d have to kidnap me. Arguing with you stresses me out.” You say. “Fine. Fine, Y/n.” She says. 47Please respect copyright.PENANAi8KIzHGttT
“Let’s go watch a movie.” You say. Cherish huffs, but you both walk upstairs to your room. You plug in your phone, then your Airpods, and then your portable charger into an android charger. Then you take your socks off while Cherish plugs in her phone. You grab your Roku remote and sit on the bed next to her. “What do you want to watch?” You say. “Let’s just watch Coffee and Kareem again.” She says, laying down in your bed, with an attitude. You sigh. You put the movie on.
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