Kimora's POV
*A month later* July 5th
I woke up to my alarm. 6 AM. I grabbed my phone and texted Pooh Happy 9 Months. Not expecting a reply knowing he was sleep. I cooked me a small breakfast, as I listened to the radio play soft jams. After, I start getting ready for work. I got in the shower for a good 30 minutes. I got dressed and grabbed my lunch that i meal prepped the night before.I grabbed everything and headed to my car. I played some soft tunes as I headed to the Glam Shop. I worked there for over 3 months. I've been passionate about hair since I was 12, I just never took it serious until my mom put me in cosmetology school at 16. I also got my barbering and esthetician license. I'm also in nursing school. Only a few months left of that.
I pulled into the parking lot and brought my stuff in. As I walked in, Sierra, the owner, was just setting up."Hey girl" Sierra said as she turned around.
"Hey", I said as I started putting stuff in my office .
"How many clients you have today?" Sierra asked writing down in her journal.
"6, 3 frontal wigs, 1 sew ins with closure, and a ponytail. My last client want her hair, nails, makeup, lashes, and a Brazilian wax", I said as I got set up, "My first client will b here at ....7:30 A.M." Looking at my watch."Okay cool," Sierra said as she walked to her office.
"Goodmorning, Im ready to get started" I said as my client came in and got comfortable.
8 hours later, I was getting ready for my last client of the day. That comes in at 4PM. I checked my phone and seen I didn't get a text or call from Pooh all day . Weird. I just shrugged it off. I texted the girls back seeing how they were doing.
I heard the shop bell ring. "I'm looking for Kimora, I have an 4PM appointment", a lady said to the receptionist. "I'm ready when you
are."
After 5 hours, I started to pack up my stuff, ready to leave for the night. I said bye to everyone in the shop. I got in my car and headed home. When I unlocked my door, I saw pink rose petals all over the floor . I put all the bags that was in my hands on the living room floor, and started walking to the kitchen.
I smiled as I saw Pooh with a rose in his hand sitting on the floor against the table. My man look so damn sexy. "What's all this?" I said as I began to record the scenery.
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We Belong Together ( A Pooh Shiesty Love Story)
FanficKimora Johnson has always been the baddest in the game, baddest to ever do it. She been that girl where ever she go. She met her soulmate at a young age, will life keep them together? Will new flames die out or run a blaze? Read more to find out.