Hustle Baby 2

This is the Sequel To The Future New York Times Best-selling Urban Book Hustle Baby. I sat on the yard with Yandy for hours. She told me her story about how she was taken away from her last foster home because her foster dad had touched her. I just sat and let her vent when she came home from school. She was a real chick and funny too if you got to know her. We told each other stories until the sun went down. I told Yandy all about the raid and my lifestyle. She was so amused by myntrap world that I had to shake her just to use the bathroom. Yandy made me swear never to tell anyone about her being molested and I made her swear to keep the trap a secret. After talking to Yandy, I fully understand what the purpose of Yolanda job was. It all boiled down to the state giving me a new family if my mom and dad both went to prison. Being around Yandy took my mind off of everything for awhile. It wasn't until the Orderly at the center screams bedtime that me and Yandy had to split up. She slept in the girls dorm that ranged from 8-12 years old upfront. I was in the 5-8 year old boys dorm about 3 doors down. Once I brushed my teeth I laid on my bed and thought about my next move. I wanted out of this place. The problem was, that I had no clue where I was at or how to get back to the east side. I tossed and turned all night then pushed my cover up off of me. I quietly slid on my jays and peaked out into the hallway. The old chubby janitor was the only one in sight as he stepped side to side polishing the shiny white linoleum with a buzzing buff machine. I waited until he eased around the corner and midway down the next hall before I top-toed and crept down into the girls dorm. When I pushed the door opened, the entire room was dark. At first, I had no clue how I would be able to see, but a slight glow at the far end of the room relieved me. I eased through the dark and made my way to the small light that came from the screen of yandy’s iPod. She almost jumped out of her bed swinging when I popped up playing. Forgetting her situation, I had to let my face register before I let her fist go. ”Damit Tony! You scared me!” She said tensed up before beginning to relax. “What you doing in here?” I was caught up in that bright smile as the iPod made her hazel kids blow cat like. “I was bored. I can't sleep.” “Me either. I always listen to music until I fall asleep every night.” She said as her smile faded from the reason she couldn't get any rest. Yandy reached out her hand and offered me one of her ibeat earbuds. I held it in my hand for a split second before I got the point. I ...