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Different Worlds tells the story of two young Jamaican adults who, although born on the same small tropical island in the Caribbean and in the same city, live two completely different lives and paths.
For the 20-year-old woman Zambia Nel...
"Weh him tell yuh seh him ago carry yuh," brook asks as she eats her plate of curry chicken and rice.
Right now looking at har food mi regret seh mi no eat cause hungry deh a mi front door.
"He didn't say, he just said to be ready by 7 and to wear a dress that looks a bit causal" I look at the time on my phone as I apply my seting powder finishing my light make-up look.
"Mek sure a no try him a try tek yuh weh innuh, yuh set up my 360 life" she has a serious look on her face.
"Yes, brook I'm good" I pull the multi-coloured dress over my head hoping that it doesn't give a too casual vibe. But he did say not to dress too formal.
I put on my rings and chains and finish the look by adding my black bag.
I hear the sound of a horn and groan as I remember specifically telling Klaus not to hunk his horn as it will alarm my parents, especially my mom but I swear that man nuh listen to nobody but himself.
I tiptoe down the stairs to the front door and gently open it walking out I could hear the fast pacing of feet which made me practically run to Klaus's car and quickly get in and duck.
He drives off and looks at me through the side of his eye with an unreadable look. I slowly sit up straight looking straight ahead hoping to God that I don't embarrass myself anymore.
"Good night" but watch me come inna the man car and figet mi manners.
He glances at me and instance of replying he asks me "Yuh good?" me woulda ask miself the same thing too.
"Yes " and with that, we drove in possibly the world's most uncomfortable silence to date.
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🔷🔹Klaus🔹🔷
Sometime mi affi wonda if Zambia righted. Mi inna the car a hole medz a wait pon the b only fi see the b a run out a the house come right inna the car and den a duck.
But as I drive off I see someone move the curtain that is beside the door so I take it that her parents probably don't know that she's going out.
Mi nuh hide and deh wit nuh woman.
Now we are on our way to one of my friend's restaurants near the waterfront and I can see that the silence is killing her cause she is so used to being talkative.
"Umm where are we going," she asks as she turns to look at me. Know she wouldn't last long inna the silence.
"A restaurant near the waterfront." she nods and we return to silence.
We finally arrive at the restaurant and I go around the car and pull her door.
I am finally able to see her fully. She is wearing a very short, multi-coloured dress with buckles at the side.
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