High School Sweetheart!

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Sweet,soury and subtle!

Everything I wanted Is not just right here.

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Chapter Fourteen

I'm having dinner with mom and my sister. The two of them are talking about work and stuff while I'm quietly having my food.

I got a text from Luwi telling me that Cameron texted her asking for my number. I mean if he wants to talk to me let him talk to me physically despite me not wanting to talk to him.

I mean what should I say?

I'm healing from what had happened to me so I've got a lot to think about. I don't want him to be another burden I should carry.

I hear Lubemba and Mom laugh.

Their conversation must be legit but I don't have to say anything. I'm drifted away from whatever it is they're saying.

"Kabwe, can you imagine? Steve is a psychiatrist. Mom is dating a psychiatrist," Lubemba tells me with a chuckle and I fake a smile at her but I make it light so that she believes I'm interested to know about the man Mom Is going out with.

"Oh,okay. Good for you,mom," I tell her and she nods in affirmation lightly smiling at me.

"He's also very handsome. Made any further plans for the future yet?" Lubemba asks and takes a sip from her juice.

"Well,I-" Mom is interjected by me.

"What future plans?" I ask with inquisition in my tone. What are these two women even trying to do?

Mom is happy single.

Even though I see her tearing up again and again every night as she stares at her wedding pictures of her and dad on their wedding day,I still feel she can make it alive.

I mean she's raised Lu and I perfectly good on her own.

"That tone young lady,what's wrong with you?" Mom asks.

"There won't be any future plans with this Steve guy,mommy. We are fine just like this---the three of us," I speak up to my mother.

Mom stops to eat and looks at me as she sighs in exhaustion already.

"I want to be with Steve. I want us to move forward in our relationship and that means I'd want us to get married," Mom tells me straight up.

"Gosh. Wow," I tell her with a little sarcasm in my tone and I feel like getting out of here but it could be the death of me. African mom, remember?

"You'll like him," Lubemba tells me but I don't say a shit except,

"I don't think," I say and mom sighs.

"Aw. No? Kabwe, I've been a single surgeon for three years now and I have raised you guys all by myself. I don't think you should worry about me getting dumped and ending up alone again but I want to give love a try," she says and I shrug.

It gets awkward.

Lubemba clears her throat to speak,

"So what classes are you taking at school again?" She's trying to shift us all from this relationship topic mom is trying to fully engage herself in.

"Uh,the usual. It sucks but there's Math, Science, English, and social studies. I run Track and take arts and design track. I love it," I say and Mom chuckles.

"You love it?" Mom asks.

"Yeah,I do," I reply and mom smiles at me.

"Good that you like taking great elective classes. And do you know what scholarship you're going to take or sign up for?"

"I want to get a Bachelor's degree in art and design," I reply and take a bite from my beef.

"Okay. I'm proud of you that you'd want to follow your heart,Kabwe. So I'm going to do the same with my life too," Mom responds classically sarcastic.

"Okay," I tell my mom and she nods in affirmation.

Even when I know she's telling me that she'll be with steve no matter what I say to prevent her from doing so---
I still want to decline her idea of being in love with some old psychiatrist.

"Uh,lil rock,you should always follow your heart," Lubemba tells me and I nod in affirmation.

"I am and I always will. Thank you,guys," I respond and continue eating.

I don't understand what's going on with mom.

Anyway,away from shit I don't wanna talk about,I just wanna say that I signed up for Harvard, Oxford, University of Westminster, University of arts London, Glasgow university of art, Goldsmiths university of London and so many more.

It's hard to count but I'm positive I'll go somewhere perfect.

Somewhere in London.

Away from here.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Tell me.

What are you all passionate about and would want to do for the rest of your life?