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including the twins and their friends. As they made their way down Linwood Avenue, Carmen and Allan couldn’t stop making jokes about what had just jumped off. They both were taking turns pretending to be Shannon. Even the normally quiet Amber was cracking up. Hell, she and London had been on the receiving end of Shannon’s insults time and time again. It felt good to see the bully get a small taste of her own medicine for once.
    While the others went on with the jokes, finally going their separate ways, London walked alongside her sister. She placed her hand on Kenya’s shoulder, attempting to calm her down. When Kenya got heated, it was hard for her to let stuff go. Luckily, the sisters finally made it to their house without any further incidents. Kenya sat down on the concrete stair and London followed. As soon as they looked at one another they both burst out laughing.
    â€œDang, girl, you really let her have it. I was trying hard as heck not to laugh all in her face.” London giggled. “But she deserved every bit of it. She’s a bully!”
    Kenya couldn’t wait to roast her sister. “What about you? You came bursting all through the crowd like Freddy fucking Krueger! Shiiit, you even scared me.”
    In the midst of all of the laughter, they didn’t even notice Gran pulling in the driveway.
    â€œHey, Gran!” London yelled out, running off the porch to help her grandmother with her bags.
    â€œHey, baby, how are you and how was school?” Gran hugged London tightly.
    â€œIt was the best day of the entire year!”
    Kenya, acting out of character, cut in, actually hugging Gran too. They all walked to the porch arm in arm, smiling. Today they were a happy family, even Kenya, who was for once not being a pain. It’s surprising what an ass kicking would do, especially when it’s not your ass that got kicked.

Chapter Four
Seniors
    â€œSummer came and went so quickly. I can’t wait. We’re finally seniors! I hope we have a few new teachers, maybe someone to teach English or math.” London was going on and on for what seemed like forever. She loved school, even if it was Central High.
    â€œNew teachers, forget all that! Girl, we’re seniors now, queens of the school! It’s our turn to be running thangs up in there. It’s gonna be a new sheriff in that motherfucker!” Kenya was too excited also as she thought about her impending spot as HBIC of the school. She was spinning around with her hands in the air. “I can’t wait!” Kenya was cheesin’ from ear to ear.
    The girls had become a lot closer during the summer months. Gran had suffered a mild heart attack while she was at work and had to stay in the hospital for almost two weeks straight. The twins had to rely on each other much more for everything from moral support to sharing the responsibility of the household. It was then, even more than before, that they learned of the special bond the two shared. A little bit of maturity on both their behalves had settled in. If they ran into a problem, London figured out the solution and Kenya executed the plan, putting it in motion. They now woke up daily on their own and instead of Gran making them breakfast they in turn would cook for her. While the twins still hung out with their old friends at school, for the first time in three years they walked to Central together. Sometimes it was Linwood Avenue, and others it would be the side streets.
    As the months started to go by and the seasons changed, so did Kenya. She just couldn’t help herself. As much as she was fighting her alter ego, she’d unfortunately slipped back into her old, wild, carefree ways she was so infamous for. School and turning in homework assignments on time had once again become a second priority in her young, reckless life. All of Kenya’s grades she struggled so feverishly to get up to par were rapidly falling, and lastly she returned to