For the love of me

Chapter 1

"Jess, mommy said if you're not up in 10 minutes that's your ass." My brother Taj laughed, busting in my room.

"UGGHH! I'm up, I'm UPP!" I screamed turning over and throwing my comforter over my head.

"MAAAA, SHE SAID SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO DO A DAMN THING!" My brother screamed as he closed the door behind him.

'Ugh, I'm gonna strangle this kid in a second' I thought to myself as I sat up in my bed and checked my phone. It was only 10 minutes past 9 and I really could've slept till nine forty-five! I was so pissed. I was up till three in the morning last night talking on the phone with my little boo thang and man was I tired! I get up and slip my feet into my slippers and start to make my way towards the bathroom to shower and get ready for the day.

"What was that rah rah you were talking?" My mother whispered into my ear. I turned around and looked at her glowing face and smiled. At 46 years old my mom didn't look a day over 21.

"Now you know I didn't say anything and that creature of yours is always lying." I laughed shooting a look at my brother Taj and giving him the finger under my arm so my mom wouldn't see. "And please stop saying rah rah. You're too old!"

"I AM NOT OLD!" My mother threw her hand over her heart, feigning hurt. "And he's always WHAT?" She questioned, throwing a hand on her hips and raising a brow at me.

"Fibbing mother. He's always Fibbing." I said rolling my eyes to the sky.

"Roll them again and Imma make them stuck like that." My mom smiled turning and walking downstairs to the front door to put on her shoes. I was able to joke and laugh with my mom like any other family but she was also southern as hell so I can only get away with saying so much. It doesn't matter how old we get she will always make sure to put us in our place if we get out of line. "I will be working till ten tonight. Can one of you pick your little brother up from school and make sure he eats please? You sisters aren't able to today."

"Well, I work till six thirty so it looks like Taj is picking him up today." I said checking the message that came through on my phone.

"Yeah, I got you ma," my brother said going into his room and closing the door.

"Alright, I'll see you later when I get home." My mother yelled over her shoulder as she started heading out the door.

"You might see me you might not!" She turned and shot a semi stern look at me before saying she loves me and closing the door behind her.

I went into the bathroom and started the shower. As the water warmed up I got started on my face routine. I jumped into the shower and about thirty minutes later I was out and, in my room, looking for an outfit to wear. I worked at a clothing store so I could pretty much wear anything as long as it was appropriate. Since it was summer and eighty-three degrees out, I settled on some light blue ripped jean shorts and a slightly cropped white and purple halter top. I laid my clothes on the bed and lotioned my body. I threw my clothes on and started on my hair and make-up. I had done my own straight sew-in a few days before so I didn't have to do much except straighten my leave out. I did a light beat with a cat eye and long dramatic eyelashes. After doing a three sixty in the full-length mirror on the back of my door I was satisfied with my look. I was twenty-one but was built like a fine twenty-six-year-old. I was curvy in all the right places. I had double d breast, a slim waist, and a plum heart shaped ass. I wasn't necessarily skinny but I wasn't fat. I worked out in the gym five days a week but I have been slacking the last three weeks because of the semester ending and work, so i currently had a little pudge, but the niggas went crazy for it so I wasn't worried. I threw on my custom white and purple air force ones, grabbed my bag, keys, and phone, and headed for the door.