Forever Is Now

Pre-Party Talks

                    wanye | pov

The invite says 'Dess Code: pink' and the internal struggle to not wear black or white is a real one. I woke up early Saturday morning and figured that I look for a gift for Tiffany and find something pink to wear. Lucky, I found a very light pink v neck short sleeve vest. I grab it and found a 3D miniature Eiffel Tower, knowing that Tiffany's favourite place on earth was Paris. It's public knowledge, she tells everyone.

It's 2 p.m and out of all my friends, I am the only here and regretting not checking up on how far everyone else was. Wearing light wash jeans and all white Js. with the pink vest. A bunch of people keep showing up but none that I actually talk to or even know. So I just wait in my car and play music. While going through my phone, I get a text from Luther:

'Man, where you at?' -Luther

'At the venue. You?' - Me

'On my way. Look, Mackenzie is almost there. You mind waiting for her at the entrance. She in a Uber' -Luther

'Yeah, sure. Hurry tf up!' -Me

Why is she taking an Uber and not her car? And why is Luther the one telling me?

I quickly stuff my phone in my pocket and run to wait for the car to show up. Why am I nervous? I see this girl very day. Between wondering what she is wearing today and thinking about what to say to her, the car pulls up and I can see her looking around as if she's trying to make sure that this was the right location, from the backseat. I walk up to her door and open it for her. She look up at me with wide eyes and I almost want to keep staring at them but driver won't be happy about that.

"I was not expecting to see you here right now," she says as she steps out of the car and I close the door. The driver drives off and I take that time to look at her. She obeyed the theme and we are almost matching. She looks absolutely beautiful. This girl is hot.

Mackenzie has on a pink cropped latex corset and a baggy light blue Jean, that sits tight around her waist and I can see a little bit of skin. She has white Air Force 1s and small necklace around her neck. Her hair is in a neat ponytail and showing her entire face.

"I can tell, your eyes are about to pop out of your head," I lead her into the building with my hand at the smallest part of her back, feeling a little bit of skin.

"You pull off pink. I'm impressed," Mackenzie pats my chest and I suddenly feel so proud of myself. We walk up to Tiffany's mom and we see her giving the party organizers instructions. I quickly remove my hand from Mackenzie's back.

"Mama Michelle, how are you?" Mackenzie walks fast into Tiffany's mom's arms to give her hug and anyone can tell that they love each other.

"Hello princess, how are you and who is this?" She points to me when they finally release each other. And I notice how young Tiffany's mom actually looks. She is in all black and I'm jealous.

"Oh, this is our new friend Wayne. He is a transfer," Mackenzie steps back and allows Tiffany's mom to have a full look at me.

I step forward to shake her hand but she slaps it away and she pulls me in for a hug. Forcing me to quickly bend down because she grabs my shoulders, "Call me Mama Shell or Michelle, it's up to you. You are very handsome," she says in a loud voice that I don't mind because she seem like an already happy person.