Chapter 13

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It's finally the weekend and I'm so glad. I need to step back up on my grind. A nigga was sleeping during the week because of school. Can't have that.

I rolled out of bed at 12 and went to my bathroom. I washed my face took a hot shower and all that good stuff. I walked to my closet and went through my clothes.

What would I wear today?

It didn't really matter since I would be cutting hair almost all day anyway but then again I still had to look good.

I finally picked out some Tru jeans and a trukfit shirt that said "Truck the world" , followed by my timberland boots.

I walked downstairs and got a banana.  I wasn't really that hungry.

I walked outside to my camaro and pulled off heading towards the shop. When I pulled up I saw my mama outside instead of in the shop talking to the same mystery man that had come in the other day.

I really wanna know what's up with this man but I ain't wanna be all in my mama business. She would probably slap me for asking.

I stepped out my car and walked towards the door. When she saw me she looked like she was surprised or some shit. I don't know why when I had already told her I was coming thru to do some work.

"Wassup ma " I stated while kissing her on the cheek. I always showed love to my mama because she could be gone in a split second.

"Hay baby,  what you doing here so early".

" I told you I was coming thru" I said while sighing.  "Yeh but I ain't know you was coming so early in the day,  and don't be getting No attitude with me boy. Don't make me dot yo eye" she said while thumping me on the forehead.

That was my mama favorite saying. She would always use that on me when she thought I was getting a attitude. When I was lil I used to be scared when she said it but I now I just brush it off.

"Who's your friend " I looked him up and down and raised my eyebrow toward her. At the same time they both said "just a friend".

I rolled my eyes and walked into the shop. "Just a friend my ass" I mumbled under my breath. My mama was making me hella suspicious about her and this man and what the hell they be doing with each other. I decided to let it go so I wouldn't put myself in a sour mood.

"Hello ladies", I said while waving towards everybody.  I was such a gentlemen.

It was a few waiting in near by seats and I told the first one he could hop in the chair.

"I know damn Well you ain't the barbor " he said sarcastically while sizing me up. " I am, you gotta problem with that?" I asked while giving him a menacing stare. Don't let the baby face fool you I was a beast on these damn clippers.

"Nahh Man, just fade me up and I'll be out ya way" he said while sitting in the chair. I did what he said and in the next 10 minutes he was up and out the shop. I wasn't playing No games today, trust and believe I was all about getting this money.

I was sweeping up little hairs off the floor when I heard the shop bell ring which signaled somebody walking in.

"WELCOME to Urban Cutz, how may I help you?" I heard my ma ask. "I was wondering could I get a wash and silk out " I heard a voice say. He voice sounded like melody to my ears. I woulda looked up by now but I was really tryna get this trash up so I could be up out this shop.

I finally looked up and my eyes widened.

"Well,  Well,Well, if isn't little miss sunshine herself" I stated while smirking. She looked up at me and rolled her eyes.

"Are you stalking me or something" she asked while looking around the shop. "Well actually my mama owns this shop" I say confidently. After I said that she started blushing like she was embarrassed.

" I didn't know that".

"Well now you do " I exclaimed while looking at her appearance. She seemed fine to me. No scratches No marks. I had to make sure my future wifey was straight.

My mama came from the back and hit me with a towel. "Boy get back to work so you can get outta here, it's a Saturday you should be out having fun"

"Mama I'm good, just checking up on my friend here"

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