"I can't wait to go Madda! It's going to so fun!" a little girl who seems to be seven-years-old says happily.
She has curly jet black hair it's short but is put up by a red bandanna headband that her mother gave her, bright green eyes, and a dark tan skin tone, almost the color of cinnamon but a little darker.
The little girl's mother, Kimona, smiles at her and bends down to her level. "I'm glad that you are excited Fi Pickney, but remember to meet your uncle Al when you get there", Kimona told her daughter.
Her daughter nodded, not really listening but imagining her first debut and being cheered for by her fans and wanting an encore.
"Jewel?", her mother asks then waves her hand in front of Jewel's face "Jewel Aria Brooks! Are you even listening?!".
Jewel wakes up from her trance and looks up at her mother with a nervous smile and Kimona immediately knew the answer.
"Here's the address and a picture of Uncle Al, hopefully this will help", Kimona tells her daughter as she g