Spencer's POV
It's hard to believe it hasn't even been two weeks since Olivia and I started dating.
Truthfully, I feel like I've known her my entire life. We just mesh well. And anytime I'm down or need someone, she's there. And vice versa.
But today is a big day for me, personally. Because her and her grandpa will be joining us for Thanksgiving dinner.
My mom and Mr. Willy have been neighbors for a while now. But this will be their first time giving each other anything more than a wave.
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The doorbell rings and Olivia smiles as she officially introduces my mom and Mr. Willy before I shake his hand.
"Ahh—- you're the reason FeFe gets ten walks a day now," he says as Olivia introduces me as her boyfriend for the first time.
She hands me the soup her grandpa made and we break away to the empty kitchen for a few kisses.
"What's up, baby?" I ask and she sighs. "What's wrong?"
"My mom sent a text message to me this morning about how disappointing it is to know I'm not coming over for Thanksgiving." She answers and I can tell she needs a hug.
"She just misses you. Hell, we go a few hours without talking and I'm a lost. So I can understand that she would want to see you for Thanksgiving. Y'all have gone days and weeks without talking. I think she's just lashing out about it." I say and she nods.
"I'm not ready to talk to her right now," she tells me and I don't disagree.
"Whatever you decide, I'm supporting you!" I respond as I lift her chin for a kiss.
"Ah— boy, mind your manners! I refuse to be a grandma at thirty," my mom interrupts and I smile before Olivia slides out of the kitchen.
"Mom, how long are you going to be thirty?" I ask and she rolls her eyes. "What I do?"
She shakes her head. "I just never seen you this way. I mean, Zena had you a little smitten at some point, but Olivia has your nose wide open!"
I chuckle as I think about how different things are with Olivia than my previous relationship.
"She's special. And I don't want to ever come off of the high she has me on." I admit.
"If only your big brother could find love like you and Cam," she says and I sigh.
"He's probably going to bring a different girl to dinner than he brought skating," I say. "But whatever! Have you seen Cam and Keisha? His surprise should be here any minute now."
"Keisha's mom made some pies they had to pick up," she answers. "But what's this surprise?"
The doorbell rings and I avoid answering that question as I rush out to open the door.
"We have more pies than your brother can carry," Keisha tells me and my excitement decreases when I don't see my aunt walking through the door. But I still look gladly go outside to help him.
"Excuse me," I hear a voice and look to see Mr. Baker standing there with a few bags in his hand.
His wife walks up with rolls and a bowl of potato salad.
"Can I help you?" Cam asks and Mr. Baker smiles.
"Cam Watkins in the flesh," he says and I take a huge gulp. "I'm a huge fan. But honestly we're just here to visit my daughter and father. Have y'all seen them? The car is home, but we're not getting an answer."
"Oh your his girl's Pops?" Cam questions and they both look completely shocked as I nudge my brother.
"His girl?" Her mom asks before Olivia comes out of the door.
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From the Hills to Crenshaw
FanfictionWhen Olivia's given an ultimatum by her parents, she chooses to stay with her grandfather in South Crenshaw. And what was originally supposed to be temporary, turns into a permanent memory that will last a lifetime.
