Hey you guys I’m Talaiyah Sumas, Karah’s first cousin. My mother is Isadora Avayah-Sumas, Karah’s aunt. I am a Senior at LCHS in South Cak. I am 17 years old but my birthday is coming up fairly soon. And no, I am not a shape shifter but I am the one that you could say is a bit of a rebel. Okay, okay, I’m the bad one. But not that bad. I’m not so-well reserved like Karah. I have learned to live with her and her gift. And yes, I know she thinks that she might hurt someone but I am trying to show her that she has to put herself first and worry about others later. God knows I do. LMAO…I think that I should tell you a bit more about myself.
I live with my mom and my dad Nathaniel down the street from the rest of the family, but I do have a room I use at Karah’s. I can’t take all the arguing at my home. It always starts when my dad enters the house from a long day of working as the accountant of our family’s many businesses. He is so not in love with my mom. Not that I can’t say the same for my Aunt Crystal. He doesn’t think I notice, but I see how he looks at her when she enters the room. Like he could just melt in the seat. Not that I blame him, she is so sweet and humble. There was once upon a time that I even told Karah that I wished that Aunt Crystal was my mom. She includes me in any and everything that Karah does. We are practically sisters.
I love boys. What girl doesn’t right? I have had a lot of boyfriends. And no, I don’t sleep around. Believe it or not I’ve only slept with one guy,*snickers* but it wasn’t all everyone was cracking it up to be. LMAO…I mean really the guy—and no, I will not reveal his name—was so lame. He just hovered there making the stupidest sounds. I would have ran if we…weren’t…in…the…position…we…were…in. Anywho, like I was saying I have had boyfriends but I don’t keep them long. I am talking with this guy right now by the name of Ashton Barr. He’s not the type I usually talk to so I’m skeptical about it. Ash is such a thug “wannabe” but I think that he’s still trying to find himself. Wish he’d hurry up. He loves the finer things though. He has what my grandma Anduele calls a “seeing heart”, meaning he has a great good in him. He is destined to do good things in his life. I have been criticize by my ability to accept a guy not by his skin color but by his personality. I am the product of an interracial relationship and so is Karah. She never talks about it much, but I know she would like to see her father just once face-to-face. So to ease her pain I lend my dad out to her anytime she wants. He has taken her as his “other” daughter.
I admit, sometimes I get jealous of her ability, the fact that she can change shape and talk to Anduele without verbal acknowledgment. It gets under my skin sometimes but then I look at the things that I can do that she can’t. She has never dated in her 18 years of living. She’s so afraid of what she might or might not do that she has made this involuntary vow of singledom. And YES, I know, that is not a word. I make my own. When you read about me in the book, you’ll see that. I am my own person. I am Talaiyah aka Tala. I even have a few tats...and piercings. Shhh, *whispers*I haven’t told them about the other one. No not there!..LOL…Ouch! That would be painful ya think?...
I do sense something coming though. Karah’s falling for Denille Townsend, a lovely hunk of naturally olive toned meat. The guy is a complete package. And that smile? Makes ya think about how he kisses with those things. And don’t go there, I would never try that. Karah is part of me. She has the largest “seeing heart” I know and I’d never hurt her. Both she and I have extensive practice in martial arts and I’ve been trained to kill. And I will kill for her. Hey, don’t let the 5’6 frame fool ya. I can wield a sword if need be. But I think that Karah will let Denille in because he too had potential to be a wonderful man to her.
*whispers* Well I gotta go, I have to go eat with the fam. Oops, Karah’s coming to her room. Let me log off. She’ll flip if she sees that I interfered with her writing her Englis Lit paper. But I'll be back later.
Smooches Pub’,
-Tala :*
