(Taking off From Bob’s Intro) As everyone started plundering through the house, I wondered why anyone in their right mind would have a big old house and no shades. “What the hell is wrong with people and windows? I don’t get why people have to build a house with so many windows and no dam blinds”, I muttered looking around to see that no one was paying attention to me. “Shit, has anyone picked out their room yet or can we simply do that on our own?” whispering to Quincy. “Hell, I don’t know, but now that you mention it, I am going to go get mine now. Why don’t we sneak upstairs and leave these mo fo’s to themselves before they pick a better room then ours”, he muttered shoving his elbow on my arm. I started laughing as we snuck upstairs to claim our rooms, still noticing that Quincy still was clinging to the shrimp platter. “Is there any of that left?”, as I looked on licking my lips. “Nope, this was it”, he said, licking his fingers. “They have a big ole house and no more dam shrimp!” that’s messed up. I walked into the room when all of a sudden Falen busts in staking her claim, jumping on the bed. “This is my room!” she said bouncing around. “Ok, Ms New York, you can have this, I don’t need the drama in the first 20 minutes”, as I walked out the door. “Whoever is with me, better recognize, that I ma get my smoke on”, she muttered as her roomie walked in. “Look I am don’t take kindly to second hand smoke, so if you don’t mind can you do it outside?”, she asked nicely feeling an instant attitude brewing. “Look cow, you didn’t birth my ass into this world, so you will have to just deal with it, or take yo ass downstairs and sleep on the couch”, she said with her back turned to her. Down the hall, I picked out my room, noticing that it over looked the gorgeous pool and was the room farthest from drama when Alexandra came in. “Nice! You picked out the best room”, as she walked around looking at everything on the wall. “What is that?” she asked pointing on the wall to a deer head on the wall. I looked at her in amazement wondering what planet she was really on when I said, “It’s a Mule Deer”. “Hey are we the only ones with a private deck?” she asked opening the door when all of a sudden Falen busts through the door. “What up bitches!” looking around the room. “Wait a fuckin minute, how did you get a room with a private deck!” she said pushing past Alexandra. “Wow, can I switch rooms with you guys because my roommate is ALREADY trippin!”, as she stood out on the deck. “No, you already picked out your room”, I replied back. “Whatever, I will visit you guys and we can all kick it”, she implied. I rolled my eyes and started unpacking my clothes, when Falen ran out shouting through the house that they all got robbed because Sonia and Alexandra has a room with a private deck. Before we knew it, they entire gang conjugated in our room checking out the cool view. After 20 minutes everyone left and went their separate ways when we could smell something cooking downstairs. “Ohhhh do we have a cook in the house?” Lynn said, running downstairs to the kitchen only to find Quincy frying up some chicken. “You making enough for everyone else?” she asked. “The only person I cook for is my wife and you ain’t her, but if you feel inclined, there is more chicken in the refrigerator”, he responded sniffing up the aroma. Michelle W comes in the kitchen on the phone talking when she opens the refrigerator screaming at her kids. “I told you not to do that, when I get home, I am gonna beat yo ass!” she screamed hanging up her cell. Quincy and Lynn looked at each other in amazement because we thought only blacks said shit like that to our kids. “I love my kids, but they get on my last nerve sometimes, so maybe this will be a nice vacation for the time being”, she laughed to herself. Brandon enters the room behind Michelle R wondering what the good smell was too, when Falen bursts in the kitchen, “Is the pool heated”, asking everyone in the room. “I don’t know”, Lynn replied walking towards the patio when she noticed Alexandra already swimming. “I know she didn’t jump her ass in the pool already”, Michelle R said. “Dam, we just got here and her free spirit ass is already taking a dip”, she replied. “Is she swimming naked?” Brandon muttered trying to play it off heading towards the window. He looked out the window looking up in the sky, when Falen walked over looking. “You might as well look already, I saw you moseying over like you trying to play it off, when you know you trying to catch a glimpse of her booty huh?” Falen replied looking him straight in the face. “Uh..Uh…NO! I wasn’t tryin to look and see if she was naked or not,” as he stuttered trying to reply with a straight face. “Look, you can’t scam the scammer and I know you wanted to see her booty, well, I hate to burst your bubble, but her silly ass is swimming in clothes!”, she responded walking outside. “I would love to go swimming, Michelle W said, following Falen outside. “Do you swim Falen?” she asked. “Girl, you know Black people can’t swim, and I am not trying to get my hair wet! She said, moving her neck in a circle. I walked outside and everyone had made themselves at home on the comfortable lounge chairs, when Quincy came out with his cooked chicken. “Dam, can a sister get a piece?” Falen replied. “Sure, go ahead”, as he reluctantly agrees. Lynn turned looking at Quincy because a few minutes earlier, he was very adamant that if she wanted chicken that should would have to cook some for her. “Now wait a minute, I just asked you for a piece of chicken earlier and you said no, but when Falen asked you gave her a piece! What’s up with that?” she asked with a puzzled face. “Dam, can’t brother eat already!”, as he picked up the plate handing her one. “Thank you!” she replied grabbing two pieces, just to be a bitch for not offering in the first place. Quincy rolled his eyes as he finished his dinner on his plate, when Alexandra exited the pool. “Now that felt good, you guys should get it, the water felt great”, she said dripping wet. Brandon turned his head as Falen looked over him with a snide look in her eyes, because she knows he wanted to see her booty, when she blurted out: “Yeah Brandon was looking out the window to see if yo ass was naked or not”. “I WAS NOT!” as he pleaded for his innocence. “Sounds like your jealous”, Michelle R replied looking over at Falen. “Girl, I am not the least bit jealous of anyone in this house and that’s a wrap!” Falen stated firmly as she started to light up her cigarette. “Can you give the smoke a rest already, I can’t stand smelling 2nd hand smoke”, she protested. Falen turned her head looking at Michelle W as if she just landed off some space ship when she belted out, “Look you can take your 2nd hand non-smoking ass back in the house at anytime and you can also pack yo shit and move on to the couch too!”, she said blowing smoke into the air. Everyone busted out laughing only making Michelle W more annoyed. “I don’t want no drama with you Falen, but the smoking is bad for you”, she said, trying to get her to see reason. “WHATEVA”, she replied turning around to grab another piece of chicken off Quincy’s plate. All of a sudden music came on and we could see Alexandra dancing in the living room as the music blared over the outside speakers on the patio. “Ahhhhhhh, lookey lookey huh!” Falen cracked as she caught Brandon staring at Alexandra again. “Look Falen, I am not interested in her and I am really tired of you insinuating something that isn’t there”, he said now annoyed. “Oh, come on, I am just messing with you, stop being so dam sensitive!” she said, puffing more smoke in Michelle W’s direction. “I can’t stand this music that she has on, and I am gonna go change it”, Lynn said moving towards the room. Seconds later, she puts on some other music that might be more suitable. She reappears and brings out a pad and pen. “We really need to get started on this story line and posts for everyone’s story line, so does anyone want to be the first to get started?”, trying to pass the buck. “I can get us started”, Brandon says leaning over to grab the pen and pad. “What do you think I should write about?” he asks looking around at everyone except Falen. “That’s up to you Brandon because everyone’s piece will be different than yours”, she replied. Why don’t we call it a night and get started tomorrow, I am frickin tired, I have to sleep in a room with some psycho smoke addict and my kids are driving me crazy. Everyone agrees and starts heading into the house, exiting to their rooms…..until tomorrow….Quincy…It’s all yours! Update: Read Part 3 Update: Read Part  4 Update: Read Part 5 Update: Read Part 6 Update: Read Part 7 Update: Read Part 8 Can you tell who my favorite character is?