Preacher's Daughter (Under Editing)

Two

This is the outfit she wore to the concert!!

I walked into church after school, the ticket in my pocket felt like it was a ton.

"Hey baby girl" daddy said stepping out from behind his desk to hug me.

"Hi daddy, how was yo day? " I asked sitting my book bag in the chair.

"It's how was your day, and it's been good, I'm need your help this afternoon with some of the paper work later on" he said sitting back down at his desk.

"ok, oh daddy I wanted to ask you if I could spend the night over Tiara's this weekend?" I asked then closed my eyes waiting for the no to follow.

"sure, baby just be safe." he said I opened my eyes surprised

"Okay, let me get started on that work now" I said, but not before shooting a text to tiara telling her my news

(Crim-me, T.T- triara)

Crim - he actually said yes!

T.T - really, oh shit we gonna be to turnt at this
concert!

Crim - you a fool,I'll see you tomorrow then honey what time you coming to get me?

T.T -  the concert start at 10 and go till midnight so we'll come get you at 8 so we can get ready.

Crim - alright see you then.

(end texts)

I finished all daddy's work and told him I was heading home to eat and get some sleep.

I walked in the house turning on all the lights, because let's face, it's scary being home alone in a good size house by yourself it makes you a little paranoid.

I got in and took a good hot shower, after about 30 minutes I got out and a towel around myself.

I lotioned up and grabbed my black joggers and oversized Kevin's shirt and slipped on a pair of Nike socks and went down stairs.

I looked at the time it was 9 so I sat down to watch a episode of empire and Netflix, I may be a preachers daughter, but I love me good TV drama.
Just when the episode was getting to the good part my phone rang, thank the lord for a pause button.

"Hello? Crimson speaking" I said.
Dang I hate to admit it but, Micky was right, I do sound like a white girl, no offense to white girls though.

"You need stop answering your phone like that" a male voice said. I pulled away from the phone looking at the number 223-699-999X.

Who's number is that? I thought then I realized

"Oh. My gosh Gabe?!" I said happily, Gabe was my best friend from way back I've known him since we were both in diapers.

"Wassup crim" he said laughing

"Boy, how are and how you got my number?" I asked a little confused. I haven't seen Gabe since my mom passed when I was thirteen.

"My mom got a job transfer Atlanta, and she said she was in Walmart and your dad came up to her and they got to talking." he said laughing

"Really" I said surprised, my dad had a habit of forgetting things and people.

"That and I'm working with my boy August with his show down here" he said

"That's great- did you say August? As in Aslina?" I said shocked

He laughed "yeah, you heard of him?"

"Not really, but my friends are dragging me to his concert this weekend." I said honestly shrugging .