He got himself together before heading out the kitchen. His aunts, uncles, and grandfather were all talking still. He was able to slip out the house without them noticing, his cousins waiting for him.
                          
"I really didn't ask y'all to come." He told them, putting his hood on his head.
                          
"We don't give a fuck nigga." Calvin retorted. Jahseh mumbled under his breath putting his hands in his pockets and started walking.
                          
"You always wanna be alone man. We're your cousins, you suppose to be hanging with us." Keem said and Jahseh shrugged his shoulders.
                          
"I'm not into what y'all do and that's really it." He told them.
                          
"Oh yeah...Jahseh is the proper one. The goody two shoes, the child that's boujee as hell and think he's above everyone." Keem continued, waving his hands sarcastically. 
                          
Javon pushed him, "Cut it out." She told him and he flip her off. She put her arm around Jahseh, he sent a glare at her and she quickly moved it.
                          
"Anyway, Jahseh isn't boujee, he's just not into the type of stuff we do. Doesn't make him boujee." She continued the conversation, nudging Jahseh arm a little.
                          
"Well, the way grandpa talks about him, you'll think he's his only grandchild." Calvin mentioned and Jahseh automatically knew where this was going. The jealousy the cousin had on him wasn't because Jahseh was "better" but because of Wesley, who treated Jahseh slightly better.
                          
And it wasn't like it was favoritism, even though, it look like it. It was more so, helping out his grandchildren who were in need of it. Calvin, Javon and Keem parents were good to them. Gave them everything, didn't press their issues and weren't the cause of them either. Their lives were fine, different from Jahseh. 
                          
"Nigga does treat him different from us..." Keem egged on, walking in front of Jahseh. 
                          
Jahseh roll his eyes, walking around his annoying cousin. "If y'all mad about it, talk to your parents and grandfather about it. I didn't ask for the help." He muttered the last part to himself. He really didn't care how his cousins felt about the situation. They didn't know what was going on and they didn't need to. 
                          
"Mane, whatever, cause it's not serious. I'm just stating the issue here, that's all." Keem shrugged his shoulders. As they all started talking, Jahseh tuned them out and walked faster.
                          
He finally reached the store and wasted no time going inside. Since he already knew what he was looking for, he went down the aisles grabbing everything he need. His cousins had disappeared, but he was still able to hear their loud mouths. He went to the counter, placing his things on it and taking out his wallet. Javon came up to him, he glance at her before letting out a sigh. 
                          
"Yes?" He asked annoyed, paying for his stuff after the owner told him the price.
                          
"Why you sound so mad?" She asked him.
                          
"I'm not mad." He muttered grabbing his bag then walking off. Javon roll her eyes then followed after him out the store. She wasn't sure what Calvin and Keem were doing, but she knew they could handle their own. They'll eventually come back.
                          
"So, cuz, what's been going on?" She asked, trying to have a conversation with him. Javon and Jahseh were never close, ever. The two cousins never hung out with each other, they didn't even speak to one another.