Finding Yourself

VIII

Keeylah Mason.

After Carter dropped me off at home, I walked into my house on cloud 9. I close the door and walked into the foyer with some kick to my step. I walked into the living room and smiled.

My mom looked at me like I was stupid while I was gyrating my hips here and there.

"What gotchu walking up in here like you didnt drink some cheap Kool aid?" My mom asked.

"Ma!" I flopped onto her lap and sighed in relief.

"You know yo ass fat, dont be breaking my legs here and there. I still need these bitches to have sex." My mom replied, shifting me a little.

I stale faced her. "Thats trifling, mama. Dont be telling me that shit."

She laughed. "Dont be cussing at me, ethier. ANYWAY, Whats got you shaking ya ass?"

I smiled. "Ma, I have a boyfriend."

My mom wiggled her eyebrows. "A boyfriend, eh? What he look like?"

"He's black, his smile is cute. His face is just UHHHH, and he got that good ass education."

My mom's smile faltered. "OH. Das cool. Invite him ova' one day. I wanna see if he can get down with the Masons."

I laughed. "Of course, mama." My mom's reaction wasnt what I was expecting at all. I thought she would lecture me on how dating your own race might not cause a chemical reaction or whatever.

But I knew my fellow sperm donor would have a different view on things, but I dont give a f**k!

I got up from my moms lap and stretched.

"Ma, He's the best person ever. He understands me and-"

My mom put her hands up. "Hold up, wait a minute, lemme put some MiMi innit" She looked at me, crazy. " Didnt yall JUST meet?? Yall acting like yall been together forever!"

"True. Sorry." I blushed. Im just pretty excited that Im finally dating THE Carter Thompson, the guy Ive liked the 3rd freaking grade.

"Uh huh. Oh, I wanted to tell you that your cousin Drea will be staying with us for a while." My mom interjected.

"YAY DREDRE!!!!!." I started to hit the shmoney dance. My mom smacked her teeth.

"Yall gon be some trouble in this mf. Making all the mf noise in the all damn world." She said.

"Ma, please. we gon be on our best behavior." I put on a smile.

"Dont lie to me, child." She got up from her chair.

I laughed. "Ok, mama. Why she comin anyways? " I took off my J's and held them in my left hand.

My mom rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hip. "Ya Aunt Sandy on that good s**t again . and I'd be damned if Drea goes through that s**t with ya aunt again."

I clapped my hands. "Go head mama. I see you. Saving one crackhead b***h one day at a time."

My mom raised her hand like she was gonna hit me. "Keeylah, If You Dont Getcho Gahdamn.."

I laughed my way upstairs and flopped onto my bed. My iPhone buzzed, I took it out of my back pocket and slide the screen.

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