Oh.A Chapter by wordupbroMelanie's first day in Detroit begins.“Do you really have to go all the way to Detroit to visit
this friend of yours?” Melanie’s mom asked her, busily putting (well, more like
slamming) dishes into the dishwasher. “Kelly lives there, though. She’s not going to move to
another city just for your convenience, Ma.” Melanie replied, clearly
frustrated. She’d made it clear at least 100 times that she’d be perfectly fine
going to Michigan alone to meet up with Kelly, a girl she’d met last year on a
cruise to the Caribbean and became instant best friends with. “I’m just a little wary of you going there, that’s all. I
went there for a job interview years ago and it scared the absolute crap out of
me. Are you sure you’re going to be safe? You and Kelly aren’t going to go
wandering into the bad neighborhoods, are you?” Her mom continued nagging. Melanie
had been hearing this kind of talk from her mom for the last week now. “Alright, in one second I’m going to take this dish,”
Melanie removed one of her mom’s favorite dinner plates out of the dishwasher,
“and smash it over your head.” Many mothers would be off-put by this blatant
rudeness, but Melanie’s had come to expect this sort of retort by now. Her mother couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Okay, okay.
You’re 19. I trust you. Sorry I’m being a typical worried mother. I’ll stop. I
promise. Just don’t go getting yourself into trouble.” Melanie rolled her eyes and sighed, picked her gigantic
orange backpack up off one of their kitchen stools, and walked out into the
foyer of her house. She stood there for a moment next to her shiny, new black
carry-on suitcase before yelling out, “Well…Aren’t you going to come out here
to see off your daughter to the murder den that is Detroit?” -------------------- “MEL!” Melanie heard a high-pitched scream as she walked into
the baggage claim area of Detroit Metro Airport. Her head whipped around in all
directions trying to find the obvious source of this obnoxious greeting. She
finally saw her. A petite blonde girl bouncing up and down with her hair in
pigtails waving her arms like she was at a Justin Bieber concert. Kelly. Before
she knew it, Melanie had Kelly’s arms wrapped around her neck, practically
cutting off all oxygen supply. Kelly wasn’t letting go. “I’ve missed you more than you know. Did your hair get longer?” Kelly stepped back and reached for a lock of Melanie’s slightly wavy brunette tresses, and then suddenly dropped it. “Oh my God, I love your shirt! You’ll have to let me borrow that while you’re here,” Kelly’s mouth went off a mile a minute when she was excited, but Melanie was more than happy to have Kelly back in her life, even if it was only for a week. Kelly grabbed Melanie’s suitcase and started rolling it out
the automatic doors. “I got a new car, by the way. The stereo system is
absolutely insane. My dad had it installed for my birthday. You’re going to be
extremely jealous.” Melanie laughed and smiled at her friend. “You mean you’ll
let me listen to hip-hop to see how your base measures up?” Kelly, throughout
her 18 years of life, had never really warmed up to rap. She proclaimed last year
that it always gives her a headache. However, it was Melanie’s favorite genre
of music other than rock. “Does Trey Songz count as hip-hop?” Kelly feigned innocence
and opened her bright green eyes extremely widely. “You’re ridiculous. Let’s go see this bangin’ new car of
yours,” Melanie laughed again and looped her arm through Kelly’s. “Before we get to my house, I have to make a quick stop at
Meijer,” Kelly exclaimed before she turned off onto an exit. Mel had been
continuously staring out the window since the car started moving. She’d never
been to Detroit before, but she’d heard a lot about it. Detroit Rock City, home
of Motown. Home of Eminem, once of her favorite artists of all time. She wanted
to see everything she possibly could. “Is that okay, Mel?” Silence. “MEL?” Kelly said a bit louder
before lightly shoving Melanie’s arm while keeping her other hand on the wheel. “Oh, sorry! Meijer’s. Right. Sure, that’s fine,” Mel shook
herself out of her tourist-in-awe mode. “Wait. What’s Meijer?” “It’s a supermarket. I’m inviting some of my old high school friends over tonight. We’ll have a bit of a…party of sorts,” Kelly’s eyes
lit up mischievously. “My parents are going off to visit my mom’s aunt in Ohio
today. They’ll be there throughout the weekend, so we have the house to
ourselves for a bit.” By the time Kelly finished explaining her plans in more
detail, they had arrived in the parking lot.
“So, what should we get? Cheetos or Doritos?” Kelly held the
bags up dramatically, side by side. Mel shook her head, grabbed them from
her and threw them in the cart. “Don’t even play. We’re getting both. We’re also getting
some of these bad boys,” Mel dropped a gigantic bag of Fritos into the cart as
well. Kelly eyed her suspiciously. “What, you didn’t know I was a Fritos fan?
You learn something new about me every day!” Mel laughed. Kelly smirked and shook her head dramatically. Mel smiled
back at her and then watched Kelly’s eyes widen, fixed on something over Mel’s head. “What the hell is over there? A dinosaur?” Mel asked and
began to turn around, ready to fulfill her curiosity, but Kelly grabbed her arm
and started leading her down the aisle in the opposite direction. “Come on, we
still have the whole cookie aisle to raid!" “The cookies can wait, Kelly. Seriously. You look like you
just saw a person walking around with their head cut off. What is going on?”
Mel was a little bit perturbed. What was so important that she couldn’t see? Suddenly a random pair of hands were over Kelly’s eyes.
“Guess who?” the phantom female voice taunted Kelly before she suddenly turned around
to meet her surprise. “ALAINA!” Kelly squealed, feigning shock. “What on earth are
you doing here?” “I know you saw me before standing with my dad. You practically ran away. I haven’t seen you in, like, months! I’ve missed you.” She
hugged Kelly again. Her eyes then moved over to the stranger standing beside her.
Melanie was stark silent. “Is this your friend, Kel?” Alaina asked. “Okay, that was a
stupid question. Of course she is. Why else would she be standing right next to
you?” She laughed at herself before putting her hand out to Melanie. “Hi. I’m
Alaina. I go to the same high school Kelly went to.” It took a moment for everything to register in Mel’s mind.
Alaina? Like, Eminem’s daughter, Alaina? The one he talks about in a lot of his
songs? The one that lives in Detroit? How
many Alaina’s are there in Detroit anyway? she thought. She finally decided
to speak. “I’m--I’m Melanie. I mean, you can call me Mel. Melanie’s
really formal. My mom likes to call me Melanie,” It was like she couldn’t shut
up. Then she realized Alaina wanted to shake her hand. Her hand slowly moved to
meet hers. “Hi. Sorry about that I’m just--“ Kelly quickly tried to cover up for her friend’s extremely
odd rambling. “Mel just flew in from Pennsylvania today. She’s a bit tired. You
know how airplanes can screw with you,” Kelly laughed and put her arm around
Melanie, pulling her into her side. Alaina just nodded in understanding. “What are you even doing
here, Kel? I thought you hated Meijer. Shouldn't you be at Walmart?” she asked as put her hand on her hip. “Walmart's too far," Kelly replied with a laugh. "We’re just buying some supplies for this party I’m having
tonight. I’m having Mel meet some of my old friends--you know, I want to give
her a proper Detroit welcome. It’s so funny that you’re here, though. Do you
want to come over later? I tried calling you the other day, but your number was
out of service or something.” “Oh, that. Yeah, I got a new phone and haven’t gotten around to
texting everyone the new number, but I’d love to come! That sounds really fun,”
Alaina smiled. She looked down at the cellphone in her pocket that was now
vibrating. “I think that’s my dad. He probably thinks I’ve been kidnapped. I
should go, but I’ll call you later, okay? I still have your number! It was nice
to meet you--Mel, right?” Alaina waved before sauntering back in the direction
she came from. “Yeah. Mel,” Mel muttered after Alaina was already out of
sight. She turned to Kelly and smacked her hard in the arm. “Was that what you
didn’t want me to see? Alaina and her dad shopping in the supermarket? What did
you expect me to do, run over and bow at his feet? I’m not crazy, you know," she scoffed. Kelly sighed and rubbed her arm a little. “I know. I just
didn’t want anything weird going down. Alaina’s my friend from high school, and I
didn’t want anything to freak her out. You kept your cool around her, though. Well,
mostly.” Kelly laughed. “I’m very impressed.” “She’s just a girl, Kelly. She’s the daughter of my favorite
rapper, but she’s just a girl. I wasn’t going to make her feel uncomfortable. I
still can’t believe you prevented me from seeing him, though.” The last
sentence came out somewhat like a whine. “Oh, please. You’ll see him later tonight when he drops
Alaina off at my house,” Kelly smiled and threw a box of Oreos into the cart. © 2011 wordupbro |
StatsAuthorwordupbroCarlsbad , CAAboutI'm Laura. I love creative writing and Eminem, so I decided to put the two together. :) more..Writing
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