just kill me already

pretty girl

the whistle blows and suddenly there is mumbling, yelling, talking everywhere. i actually dont know who won because i never look at the score or try and pay attention to it, imani does though so she always tells me what happened after talking to some of her friends on the other team. "ok! bye!" she says as she waves goodbye to them and walks over to me. "come on" she says and we walk to the parking lot where her dad is gonna pick us up. by the time we get there he is already parking. her dad is really nice but he is very quiet because he is from india and isnt very good at english, its very hard to understand him but imani taught me hello, thank you, please, no, yes, and goodbye. she also taught me those words in sign language since her mom is deaf in one ear and almost fully deaf in the other, she can hear but its mostly just quiet mumbling. her dad opens the car window and says something to imani while glancing at me a few times, she asks him something and he responds then waves at me, i say hello and wave back. we both go in the back seat and grab our phones, her house is 6 minutes away by car from the school but the route he takes is really pretty, her street used to be a forest so there are a lot of trees everywhere and not that many houses, our neighborhood is pretty wealthy but the houses on that street are cheap so not many people live there, its mostly just new parents or old people. there is only one person thats our age which is her neighbour whos this weird straight cis racist republican white guy who sees women as objects and thinks he pulls or something. he constantly flirts with imani and thinks she likes him, which is embarrassing because she actually constantly talks about how annoying he is. i always like looking at the trees everywhere through the window when driving there. her dad always honks when he gets there so her mom knows, because she cant hear the door opening and sometimes it scares her when she randomly sees people in her house without expecting it. he honks and we get out the car and her mom comes out and hugs us. we walk up to imanis room and she asks to do my makeup and listen to music, which are some of her favorite things to do and i love it when people do my makeup. she has a speaker in her room and plays music from some random artist i have never heard of before and grabs her makeup, sometimes its difficult doing each others makeup since shes ghanian and indian and im peurto rican. sometimes we need to grab 20 dollars and walk to a CVS or something and get some makeup that fits our skin, which is what we had to do this time. there is a CVS about 10 minutes away walking so before we take off our shoes and everything we usually grab some money and then go. we live in a neighborhood in long beach but depending on where you are you can see the part of long beach that actually has big buildings and sculptures and cool stuff like that. in the CVS you can see a few buildings, they are pretty faded out but its still cool to look at. the buildings always start slowly fading in as your walking there and thats how you know how close you are. we're there now and grab some shit in my skintone, we walk back. i decided to walk on the grass because thats where all the leaves are and they make funny crunching sounds. i always do this whenever its fall and it always makes imani laugh a bit looking at my huge smile while i listen to the sound of the leaves. she starts walking on the leaves as well and starts stomping all over them to make a louder sound, it makes me laugh and we both start stomping our way back to her house. imani looked so pretty then, her natural smile is so soft and pretty and makes you feel warm inside, it always makes me so happy seeing it. were finally home and imani claps so her mom knows were here. "hi girls!" her mom yells from the living room. we run upstairs and sit on imanis bed, she grabs her skincare bag and starts rummaging through our bag of things looking for something. imani gives me her phone and asks me to play music, i grab her earphones and put one in my ear, i usually give the other one to her so she can listen as well. "got it" imani says and asks me to turn around, i do and she grabs some serum thing i dont know the name of or what it does but it feels ticklish on my face so i like the skincare part. i dont know what any makeup or skincare products do i just like when people put them on me. i especially like it when imani does my makeup because her hands are touching my face, and her hands are sort of cold and feel nice, i also like it because i get to stare at her and she doesn't notice and even if she does she knows i don't really have much else to look at. the song thats playing suddenly gets louder and imani started humming and dancing a little to it and says its her favorite part with a big smile on her face. she grabs her lip stick and liner, she has a certain way of doing lips, she always blends two colors together so it looks better with the lip liner, and she always blends the two colors with her finger and it always makes me so flustered up when she touches my lip and she never notices. she stops doing my lips and says "one second im gonna get changed into some pajamas the soccer uniforms are so tight and itchy" i wait there for a minute and she comes back with her hair down and in a beige buttoned tank top with some grey sweatpants. her hair looks so pretty when its down but she thinks it looks ugly so she doesnt wear it down very often. she goes back to doing my makeup, she looks so pretty right now.