As a black woman I’ve often been called “boosy” and “stuck up” simply
because I talk with correct grammar or talk “white proper” as my
bestfriend Kristel would say. She’s my best friend but we’re two
different people, she was raised on the south side of town, not
poor…just ghetto fabulous. I was raised in the same city just on the
north side of town and I went to a prodominately white high school as
well as the college I attend now. I got Kristel to come to the same
college as me even though she says there “too many white people and not
enough black folk”. She’s no prejudice at all, she just has her
preferences. I often compare our lives and how different we are, like
her our boyfriends for instance. My boyfriend Brian, is a Junior at the
college we attend, he’s medical school bound, he dresses like a JC Penny
manakin everyday, he’s just the ideal man. The only problem is he is
some what of a snob. He dosen’t like Kristel because he says she is
from the south side and I shouldn’t affiliate my self with anyone from
the south side because they are all ignorant. He kind of thinks that he
is above all. He gets a bit irritating. Then theres Kristel’s boyfriend
Darren a.k.a. D-money. He dosen’t go to school, I don’t think he
finished high school. Neither of us have jobs, we kind of live off our
families and left over scholarship and loan money while we’re in
school. However D-money dosen’t go to school and he dosen’t have a job
but he buys Kristel everything she wants and he never lacks for
anything. He’s has his own apartment and drives an Escalade. Ive asked
what it is that he does to afford all of his things but no ones seemed
to know until Kristel accidentally told me one day that he was a drug
dealer…therefore on the southside known as a “dope boy”. It didn’t
bother me because although I grew up on the north side, being Kristel’s
bestfriend since we were 4 made me a bit aware and unafraid of certain
things because I had been exposed to them already. Brian would never go
to the south side, he said he didn’t want to get shot. I liked Brian
alot but I often wondered what it was that Kristel saw in her Dope boy,
she could easily have any man. I would soon find out…

Kristel’s car broke down Monday morning and she couldnt make it to class
so after class I decided to bring her the work she missed however she
wasnt home so she told me to use the spare key under a welcome matt and
leave the work on the dresser.