I'm back.

I'm Back Pt.5

I'm Back

Pt.5

*You spray yourself down in Candy Apple body mist from Bath and Body Works. You hope the access smell of liquor wouldn't rub off into the presence of your Mom. You didn't want to be bothered with her nagging*

Linda: I'm downstairs

You: Be right there

*You hang up the phone, look yourself over once more before shutting off the bathroom light. You make sure everything is put away and shut off before grabbing your oversized black purse, throwing your keys inside after you lock and shut the door. Halfway down the hall you see Dell Starks, the tenant of the building with Tori linking arms. You don't bother to say anything, before you can he pulls out his phone and snaps a picture of you*

Dell: Uh oh!!! Celebrity coming through

*Tori laughs throwing her head back and you look at them confused*

You: What?

Tori: Put it on twitter

Dell: Nah Instagram baby that's the new thing-

Tori: Yeah do that...

You: Aye! Don't be taking pictures of me!

*They look at each other and laugh then exit into Tori's apartment*

You: Stupid mofos

*You curse under your breath, making your way down the stairs. Once you reach the bottom you see your Moms 2012 Ford Focus on the side of the curb. You sigh and open the doors. It's breezy out and your hair flows to the right. You're dressed in dark blue skinny jeans and a black and grey varsity jacket. Your hair is loosely curled, and all black Jordan's top off your look. Mascara and eyeliner add the slightest but complete touch to your overall look as well as the all black studs in your ears. Before you can fully approach the car she gets out. Linda is dressed in blue jean flares with a black top,a black vest, and Marc Jacob heels. She walks up to you with the biggest grin on her face, arms crossed, looking you up and down with her brown eyes*

You: I dont believe I'm for sale, you dont have to stare me down like a window display

*Linda narrows her brown eyes into a tight glare, primping her lips out, and pointing her pointer finger in your direction*

Linda: The attitude is not going to get you anywhere

You: Yeah ok Mom, talk to me like I'm two

Linda: You're not too old to get knocked six feet into the ground

*You sigh deeply, a few moments later she speaks again, moving her golden brown hair out of her face*

Linda: You look cute

You: Thanks

*Your eyes wander off to the right and you cross your arms, causing your bag to fly in the air and brush your back*

Linda: Should we go? I have lunch reservations at Chrismo Sanctus

*Your eyes raise in confusion and she walks back towards the car. You follow reluctantly, lips folded tightly looking down the whole time*

You: What the hell is a Chrismo Sanctus?

Linda: A new resturant opened up close to home, it's a resturant owned by the Jepson's, remember them? They lived right next door to us when you were 7? Remember Jay Jay, Tayva, Denise and Robby?

You: Oh how could I forget Robby who showed me his penis at his family barbeque.

*She unlocks the door and you get in as she's putting on her seat belt. You throw the bag to the ground, and hop into the seat. She pulls off almost immedialtley*