Monday, August 30, 2010
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About 5 months into dance class the drama got more and more intense and I just kept my distance from the girls in class and often just hung with my boyfriend and his friends and a gay male member, who I confined in and basically told everything to. I continued going to my teacher’s house and doing her and Roderick’s hair. I went from doing their hair up stairs in the family room to doing hair downstairs in the den. Often times my teacher was so fucked up on drugs after getting her hair done she would just go up stairs and fall asleep, leaving me down stairs with Roderick to do his hair. He often just watched TV while getting his hair done and if he did talk to me about anything it was basically about how someone messed up while performing on stage.
Every time I did Roderick's hair I would sit on the couch and he was position between my legs sitting on the floor. It was innocent at first but that could have been because my teacher was in the room, but when alone he started to play with my knees with his fingers. I mean I felt uncomfortable but I felt that by saying something I would be making a big deal out of nothing. What if I had my mind in the gutter? I thought that if I said something to him then it would make the remainder of my time there even more awkward. Then it went from touching my knees to rubbing my legs. I would get little chills but it wasn’t pleasant and still I didn’t say anything. I remember asking my friend T to come over there one day with me, hoping that he would feel weird touching me in front of someone, but he still touched me but in little sneaky ways that he thought would go unnoticed by my friend. I didn’t tell her what was going on but I remember after leaving the house she said in a joking voice, “That nigga was all touching your leg hahah”. I jokingly said in return, “yea I kno mad creepy,” but all jokes aside I was being serious waiting for her to push the subject, but she didn’t.
When I started to realize that something wasn’t right and I needed to exclude myself from the group was when we had performed at Wheelock College. After performing I remember talking in the bathroom with my male friend Theodore and a girl name Ashley when the group was being called that we were leaving. Entering the area where we had just performed I remember Roderick playing with the baby on the floor and as we walked passed he shook Theodore’s hand and said good job and then the same to Ashley, me being the last in line I put out my hand but he pretended he didn’t see it and instead shrugged on my red sweat pants so hard that my pants came down a little revealing my underwear, I looked up at him and he made a smirk that frighten the shit out me and he didn’t apologize making me realize it was done intentionally. I guess I had fear written all over my face because driving back to the dance studio I was so quiet and Theodore kept asking me what was wrong. It had to be later on that night that I had just had to tell someone so when Theodore called me I told him what happen at Wheelock and at the dance teachers’ house. He promised me that he wouldn’t say anything.
About a week later when I was in Boston at my boyfriend’s house, I sat in silence debating whether or not I wanted to tell him what was going on. He was playing playstation and I was sitting on his bed beside him. So I started to bring up dance class and how everyone be bugging. I started asking him questions about the dance teacher and her died husband since Willie had been in the dance group the longest out of everyone. We started discussing all the illegal shit that goes on and then I brought up Roderick. I told him how are dance teacher asks about our relationship all the time when I am over there. Since Roderick would smoke with the boys all the time I wanted to know whether he got any weird vibes from him or if he ever asked about me to Willie. Willie actually wasn’t really answering my question like I wanted him to because he was so caught up in the game. So I started to tell him about the Wheelock College situation. Because I was so scared to talk about it I avoid looking at him and stared down at the floor and I guess I was taking too long to make my point so when I didn’t hear the sound of the video game I looked up and Willie was looking straight at me. I didn’t even finish my story but I know he had a bad feeling I was about to say something crazy. His eye contact caught me off guard and I knew by telling him it would open up a can of worms. I was too far in the story to say forget it because I had his attention so I just said in a joking voice he shrugged on my pants and laughed. I can tell he was relieved that it wasn’t as bad as he thought but it was but I sugarcoated it.
Having so much tension between me and the girls in dance class soon affected me and Willies’ relationship. He was close to all the dudes in class and the girls always wanted to chill around the dudes. I didn’t want to have no parts of them, and when I wasn’t around they always talked about me to Willie. They would ask him why does he go out with me, they would tell him I was ugly and how he could do better. I knew a lot of girls wanted to fuck him, trust the girls would tell me all the time to get me mad, “I wanted Willie, I’ll fuck the shit out of ya man.” And so on. So I assume because of the pressure Willie broke up with me. I was extremely sad and pissed off because I knew it was because of the girls. I didn’t even want to dance no more. He was the only reason I stayed in the group as long as I did anyways. I had close ties with his boy Greg who I now consider my guardian angel. Greg would always say, “Asia your going to quit, your going to let those hoodrat bitches make you quit. They want what you have and your going to give it to them. Your one of the best dancers and you downgrade yourself every day.” He was like, “I remember one day watching you dance late at night, you had stripe fitted pants on and you was just dancing all by yourself in the studio and all of us were in the office just watching you and we were like why don’t she do that shit in class, and I know why. You don’t want to out dance them and take their spot, you rather dance in the middle rows than in the front where you belong because your scared to get talked about. Asia they are already talking so let them talk,” So I would join again and just hang with the boys but when they started talking about me again and Willie wasn’t coming around as often because he had to work, I felt like I had no one. So I had quit again.
After a week of not coming back my teacher knew something was going on so she started asking around. Not only was she losing a dance member but a hair dresser and a babysitter too. So I remember her having one of the girls call me on a three way and apology to me but I knew the shit was fake, I still didn’t want to come back. So then she started to ask other members if they knew why I had quit and finally she asked Theodore and Theodore who I confined in told her I had quit because her boyfriend was touching me. Now not only did Theodore tell her he told the whole dance class.
Part 3 coming soon stay tuned
Every time I did Roderick's hair I would sit on the couch and he was position between my legs sitting on the floor. It was innocent at first but that could have been because my teacher was in the room, but when alone he started to play with my knees with his fingers. I mean I felt uncomfortable but I felt that by saying something I would be making a big deal out of nothing. What if I had my mind in the gutter? I thought that if I said something to him then it would make the remainder of my time there even more awkward. Then it went from touching my knees to rubbing my legs. I would get little chills but it wasn’t pleasant and still I didn’t say anything. I remember asking my friend T to come over there one day with me, hoping that he would feel weird touching me in front of someone, but he still touched me but in little sneaky ways that he thought would go unnoticed by my friend. I didn’t tell her what was going on but I remember after leaving the house she said in a joking voice, “That nigga was all touching your leg hahah”. I jokingly said in return, “yea I kno mad creepy,” but all jokes aside I was being serious waiting for her to push the subject, but she didn’t.
When I started to realize that something wasn’t right and I needed to exclude myself from the group was when we had performed at Wheelock College. After performing I remember talking in the bathroom with my male friend Theodore and a girl name Ashley when the group was being called that we were leaving. Entering the area where we had just performed I remember Roderick playing with the baby on the floor and as we walked passed he shook Theodore’s hand and said good job and then the same to Ashley, me being the last in line I put out my hand but he pretended he didn’t see it and instead shrugged on my red sweat pants so hard that my pants came down a little revealing my underwear, I looked up at him and he made a smirk that frighten the shit out me and he didn’t apologize making me realize it was done intentionally. I guess I had fear written all over my face because driving back to the dance studio I was so quiet and Theodore kept asking me what was wrong. It had to be later on that night that I had just had to tell someone so when Theodore called me I told him what happen at Wheelock and at the dance teachers’ house. He promised me that he wouldn’t say anything.
About a week later when I was in Boston at my boyfriend’s house, I sat in silence debating whether or not I wanted to tell him what was going on. He was playing playstation and I was sitting on his bed beside him. So I started to bring up dance class and how everyone be bugging. I started asking him questions about the dance teacher and her died husband since Willie had been in the dance group the longest out of everyone. We started discussing all the illegal shit that goes on and then I brought up Roderick. I told him how are dance teacher asks about our relationship all the time when I am over there. Since Roderick would smoke with the boys all the time I wanted to know whether he got any weird vibes from him or if he ever asked about me to Willie. Willie actually wasn’t really answering my question like I wanted him to because he was so caught up in the game. So I started to tell him about the Wheelock College situation. Because I was so scared to talk about it I avoid looking at him and stared down at the floor and I guess I was taking too long to make my point so when I didn’t hear the sound of the video game I looked up and Willie was looking straight at me. I didn’t even finish my story but I know he had a bad feeling I was about to say something crazy. His eye contact caught me off guard and I knew by telling him it would open up a can of worms. I was too far in the story to say forget it because I had his attention so I just said in a joking voice he shrugged on my pants and laughed. I can tell he was relieved that it wasn’t as bad as he thought but it was but I sugarcoated it.
Having so much tension between me and the girls in dance class soon affected me and Willies’ relationship. He was close to all the dudes in class and the girls always wanted to chill around the dudes. I didn’t want to have no parts of them, and when I wasn’t around they always talked about me to Willie. They would ask him why does he go out with me, they would tell him I was ugly and how he could do better. I knew a lot of girls wanted to fuck him, trust the girls would tell me all the time to get me mad, “I wanted Willie, I’ll fuck the shit out of ya man.” And so on. So I assume because of the pressure Willie broke up with me. I was extremely sad and pissed off because I knew it was because of the girls. I didn’t even want to dance no more. He was the only reason I stayed in the group as long as I did anyways. I had close ties with his boy Greg who I now consider my guardian angel. Greg would always say, “Asia your going to quit, your going to let those hoodrat bitches make you quit. They want what you have and your going to give it to them. Your one of the best dancers and you downgrade yourself every day.” He was like, “I remember one day watching you dance late at night, you had stripe fitted pants on and you was just dancing all by yourself in the studio and all of us were in the office just watching you and we were like why don’t she do that shit in class, and I know why. You don’t want to out dance them and take their spot, you rather dance in the middle rows than in the front where you belong because your scared to get talked about. Asia they are already talking so let them talk,” So I would join again and just hang with the boys but when they started talking about me again and Willie wasn’t coming around as often because he had to work, I felt like I had no one. So I had quit again.
After a week of not coming back my teacher knew something was going on so she started asking around. Not only was she losing a dance member but a hair dresser and a babysitter too. So I remember her having one of the girls call me on a three way and apology to me but I knew the shit was fake, I still didn’t want to come back. So then she started to ask other members if they knew why I had quit and finally she asked Theodore and Theodore who I confined in told her I had quit because her boyfriend was touching me. Now not only did Theodore tell her he told the whole dance class.
Part 3 coming soon stay tuned
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- Ms. Chink
- I'm Asia Jones a current grad student who recently graduated from Lincoln university with two BS degrees in criminal justice & sociology and two minors in anthropology and psychology. My ideal career is to become a US Marshall. I feel that I have overcome alot of tribulations in my life which has mode me into the women I am today. I am women of passion who loves to attain knowledge. I am very into Afrocentricity. Writing my feelings is my life and I hope that my word inspires others going though the same situations.
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