Home for the Holidays: A Second Chance Romance

Acachi "Sooo? How was it?" my best friend Barret, started straight in on the questions before I could even make it out of the classroom. I had just taken my Pshyc. Mid-term. I have to admit walking in and sitting in that empty room alone, getting ready to take what could be one of the biggest exams of my college career, I was sweating it kind of hard. After it was all said and done though, I couldn't help but laugh. "You know I aced that sh*t bestie. You didn't doubt me, did ya'" I giggled and swerved around him. The look on his face should have been a meme. I had him up with me for the last three nights cramming for this test. The look on his face wasn't supposed to be comical, but it was. Could you really blame me for such a minor freak out? Honestly, I would have been ready for whatever Professor Hamm threw at me, but I had missed an entire seven days of notes and studying and even had to make up the test all together, thanks to my b***h of a big sister and her over the top wedding. Who in the hell has a dress rehearsal two weeks before the rehearsal dinner? Shani, that's who and my family being who they are, nothing could possibly come before the wedding of the year, not even my education. "I told yo' little nerd ass all that extra sh*t wasn't needed. You owe a n*gga a fresh retwist AND a scalp massage to make up for all those p***y-less nights. Oh yeah and I'm gone whoop yo' lil' ass if Tiff breaks up with me too," B huffed, snatching my backpack off my shoulder and flinging it onto his back as we walked out the building and towards the dorms. "Hey, you got two weeks to make it up to her. All you got to do is throw that b***h a new bag and a salad from Magiano's. Don't take much to warm a thotpocket best friend, you know that," I laughed before popping on the back of the neck and taking off running threw the doors of The Square. I love my HBCU but these Texas hoes stay thirsty. I had B on my ass huffing and puffing after me, then you had the thots, sniffing him out like bloodhounds. The small group of hoochies that were lounging in the meeting area were now on a gold digging mission and I was in the way. Only not really Tiff, the leader of the cumgoblins, always made sure to make her presence known whenever my best friend walked in any room and today wasn't any different. She saw me and I saw her see me when I pulled open the big glass door, and then Isaw her see him. Before I could properly make a break for it, here come big booty Tiffy literally slamming into me to get to him. "b***h what the f**k," I yelled as soon as my ass hit the carpet. "Damn," I heard one of her minions giggle above me. Looking up, all I saw was a pair of big ass thighs.I popped my ass up like a Pogo stick, because b***h, why in THE f*ck are you that close to me? "b***h, are you dumb," I asked, pushing her all the way up off me. She went flying into thing one and thing two behind her. It took the three of them of several seconds to gather themselves. Don't let the small frame and warm smile fool you, I'll throw the best with the best. I placed my purse on the couch and tossed my locs into the scrunchy that was previously around my wrist. While they were still holding Tiff's big ass up, I was silently working out which way I was about to work these three jumping bean-head hoes. "Aye yo, chill 'Chi. I got this," I heard his deep voice creep up behind me before I felt the yank on the back of my hoodie. Barret has been my BEST FRIEND ever since I moved out here three years ago, and he's seen what I can do several times over, but I've never had to put in any work with him in the room. He always tends to pop up after they did whatever they did to make me put in that work. I'm actually lowkey happy that he has seen these hyenas in their natural habitat finally. With ease and without a word, my best friend scooped all three of them hoes up, with their heads down. I at the sad scene and grabbed my bag before walking alone to the elevator taking it up to my floor. I wanted to get like an hour's nap before B dropped me off at the airport. I was also silently praying that my roommate Brandie hadn't left yet so we could do a little kicking before we both left for the break. I met her before Barret, sharing my first Texas apartment with her four years ago, but she and had nothing on bestie and I. Definitely she was my girl, without a doubt, but it has always been something off with sis. Out of instinct, I went to place my key in the door, but it was already cracked open. I instantly knew something was wrong. Even though we were in this elite university, my girl was straight out the hood. She would be on my head if I left the door unlocked, she would never just leave it open. I peaked around the corner, expecting to see one of the Parkview rats rummaging threw our stuff. My body automatically went from fight to flight, almost simultaneously. Without a second thought, without a sound, I slowly reversed my ass up out of there.