Chapter FourAfter her shower Shatira stepped out of the tub and snatched her towel from off the rack. She took the time to dry her hair and body before wrapping the towel around her. Stepping before the medicine cabinet’s fogged mirror, she wiped a clear space in it until she was able to see her reflection. She couldn’t wait to go on her double date that night with Menace. Just the thought of finally getting to hang out with him had her smiling from ear to ear. To tell the truth, she wasn’t even that psyched about going to the movies. They could have been doing something as boring as watching paint dry for all she cared. Long as she was going to be able to be around him it didn’t matter to her.
Although the thought of chilling with Menace had her on cloud nine, Shatira was still kind of
