𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 | 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢

37

janae
11|13
monday

"we are holding a special family meeting janae, get ur head in the game," nadia yelled at me, cause apparently i was on my phone too much

"she probably texting that fuck ass nigga. migga? cause he mexican?" jenny laughed from the phone.

she was on facetime and me and nadia were in person of course. perks of having your cousin live like 7 minutes away

"mane shut up. he's not a fuck ass nigga," i defended, digging into me and nadia's shared subway foot long cookie
"oo girl, this hits." i told her. she really out me on, sergio needs to try it. and it's only $5 too

"i know bitch. anyways, jenny who the fuck u let in the cooch. i always thought it was guarded and had cobwebs and a moat."

"girl i am the moat, the fuck. put his ass to what??"

"sleep!" me and nadia answered, cackling like crazy.

sergio answered my igame and was beating me in 8 ball, like always. i don't know, it's something with men that makes them built in 8 ball professional players

"for the last time, ja, put that phone away," nadia shouted, lunging for my phone. i pulled away faster than she could take it, remembering the last time she took my phone and locked herself in the room with it

"zont play," i told her, wagging my finger and putting my phone down. sergio would have to wait, for once

"ja let's order some more food," nadia begged, while jenny's phone was glitching again. i don't understand, if college is cheaper in cuba is the wifi not?

"you big backed bitch."

"big back? big ass."

"not like mine though," i retorted, arching my back a little to show her this dumpy.

"girl we should get a buzzball," nadia said randomly.

"huh? won't your parents get mad?"

"girl both of them sleep."

"be forreal. they probably woke up from how loud you are."

"i don't know.." i trailed off.

"fine. ill just order chickfila."

"lets go get it ourselves? like, jenny won't be back anytime soon."

"hmm u right. aight let's go."

i sprayed some of her son de janeiro 62 when she wasn't looking. it smelt mad good, and like let's just take the opportunity

i was glad i came with an ok outfit. i better be picking up all the bitches

i wore a white long sleeve with a scoop in the front so it showed my boobs a little, a gray cardigan that had the same material as a sherpa, and some flared jeans. i wore this with my gray dunks and of course, some jewelry

nadia wore a hot pink top, medium wash skinny jeans, and hot pink new balances. she wore a bright pink jacket that had a fur hood and a bright pink telfar bag

"girl how you get that?" i asked, eyeing the bag

"i scam niggas."

"oh ok," i answered, nodding my head. my parents would be on my ass wondering where i got the bag, why so much money is in my account, more.

"okay let's go," she said, spraying on her perfume and walking out. "mom! dad! i'm going to chickfila with janae ok?"

"yes go!" her mom yelled back from her room.

"ooo it's cold," nadia shivered, running to her grey accord.

i laughed at her while i walked like a classy lady who has decorum. "girl it's not even that cold, you're overreacting."

"no it's cold. you're just a different breed cause your parents be blasting that ac."

"you right. i bet the house colder than outside."

"probably is to be honest." nadia answered, starting her car

"girl you gon have to give me directions cause.."

"be forreal."

"i am. i'm just a girl."

"you're actually a man that looks like a girl. you can tell in the face," i told her, motioning to her face and moving my hand in circles

"what she say? i beat you like a woman, and beat you like a man." she said deepening her voice at the end

i busted out laughing, remembering that one clip.

"and you swear im not funny."

"it's a long line," nadia huffed, putting her hands on her hips.

"girl this is regular. you just don't be going out, and i can tell."

"well sorry. back in my day, you could walk in and walk out."

"girl this is your day? stop yapping."

"man, ima- girll look."

i turned to look at the entrance and there were 2 fine black kings. the one on the right was a darkskin with a low top and waves. a nice fat nose, a lil mustache and big lips.
when he opened his mouth i could see grills.

"ooo i want dat one," i told nadia, pointing to the right.

"oo, he a bad one." nadia joked, pointing to the one on the left

he was a brownskin with dyed dreads. he had braces from what i could see and a nice thick mustache with big lips.

"should we go up?" she asked, eyeing them not to subtly.

"no we should wait for them to come to us."

"the blind leading the blind?"

"girl shut up," i laughed, looking down and watching my glasses slide off my face.

"fuck," i blurted out as i felt them remove themselves from my face, stay in midair for a second, and fall to the floor with a small ping.

i dived for them but another hand got them first.
"this yours, ma?" the darkskin asked

it feels so weird having another man call me ma, when sergio's owned that title for months now.

"um yes, thanks. um nadia i'm going to the bathroom, to talk to gio, in the bathroom. okay bye" i ran away, watching her life at me.

i feel like im going crazy with just one word someone else said. i only like for sergio to say that to me, to call me that.

to be honest, it makes me feel warm inside, cause it shows im his.

oh fuck no.