Boo'd Up (Kendrick Lamar love story)

First Date

(Long Chapter Warning)

Welp, it's almost time for my date with Kendrick.

Today has been a chill day so far. Evon and Tasha came over so they can watch Gianna since mama got called into work again. I had a few appointments this morning but I've been prepping myself for tonight.

I went to a chiropractor today to relieve some tension I had in my back from working and hours of standing. I decided I was gonna straighten my hair. I haven't straightened my hair in awhile and while I'm at it, I'm gonna trim it too.

"Where is he taking you?," I heard Evon ask from my room.

The girls decided to chill in my room while I got ready, with Gigi laying next them on my bed.

"I don't know. You know me, I don't really care. I ain't picky," I said, parting my hair to straighten another strand.

"Girl, he got money now! Make his ass take you to one of those fancy restaurants in Hollywood," I heard Tasha say.

"First of all, no, I'm not making him do anything. Second, I got my own money. I'm more than ok to pay for myself."

Tasha came to stand next me in the doorway. It was weird because my memory went back to Kendrick and our make out session just yesterday.

"So bitch, am I hearing you correctly? He's taking YOU out but you ain't gonna make the Nigga PAY?! Have you lost yo rabbit ass mind???," Tasha basically yelled at me.

I dropped my arms from my hair to glare at her," Tasha, I love you but you're genuinely getting on my last nerve. Stop fucking yelling at me, I'm right next to you. You may be a few months older than me but you ain't mama, I don't have to listen to you! If I want to pay for myself, I can! You lucky I even let yo ass in this house after the shit you pulled yesterday."

She raised an eyebrow at me. She looked Evon, who was trying not to laugh. Tasha has always been this loud and obnoxious, she always has to have the last word. I always take it because that's how she is but I'm still irritated with her from yesterday to her telling mama about Vegas, her complaining about the boys coming along, how she blurted out info about Jamal.

And it lowkey pissed me off how she summarized my relationship with Jamal to Kendrick. No full story, just that I was the side ho.

"Well excuse me for giving a damn about you," she said in a attitude.

"And I appreciate it but girl...you be doing too much sometimes. Other than sex, does anything make you happy?"

"Yes, food! Especially, when it's paid for," she laughed, sticking out her tongue.

I just rolled my eyes and went back to straightening my hair. It was almost time to go. The girls said they would stay as long as they need to since mama is still at work. I haven't talked to Kenny all day other than him saying he'd still be here around 7.

I changed into my outfit (ootd pic above) and touched up my makeup. Put my jewelry on then my socks and shoes. I run my hands through my freshly silked out hair to make it a bit more messy but cute. I sprayed perfume on, put my things in a little bag, now I'm ready whenever he gets here. I go downstairs with the girls following.

I went into the kitchen to get some water while they went into the living room to watch TV.

That would look cute. I drank a half empty bottle of water from refrigerator, throwing away the bottle while looking at my watch. 5 minutes after 7, then I hear someone knocking on the door in a beat. On time, shocking honestly.