SONDER

𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

SEASON TWO, EPISODE FOUR:
WAIT FOR U

AMARU chisholm

"Amaru! Come here!"

I paused the show that was playing on my TV and got out of my bed, making my way out of my room and down the long hallway going into the kitchen where my mom was cutting up vegetables.

"Yes, Mommy?" I rub my eye, taking a seat on a stool that was in front of our island.

"You wanna help me cut these tomatoes?" She stopped cutting an onion and looked up at me. "I would've asked your brother but he acts too good to spend time with us."

"I'll help." I cover my mouth as I yawn, getting off of the stool. I was exhausted but I could tell she wanted me to help, especially since she called me out of my room for this.

I go to the sink to wash my hands and I grab a paper towel to dry them before tossing the paper towel in the trash. "Here, baby," She pointed at a cutting knife that was set next to another cutting board.

"You got this all set out, what if I would've said no?" I looked up at her and she waved me off.

"I knew you wouldn't, you're my little sweetheart." She says with a smile as I begin cutting the first tomato. "So...homecoming is in a week. Are you going?"

"Yes, I have to. I made court for the juniors, so my ticket is free. You don't have to pay anything." I smile at her. She just nods her head.

My mom quit her office job to open up her own boutique and she's now working as a seamstress, which she loves. Throughout life she's made many of my brother and I's clothes.

However, she's a struggling seamstress since she doesn't know how to work much social media other than Facebook. Her older friends go to her for events but I would love for more people in my school to go to her for stuff like birthdays, homecoming, winter formal, and prom.

I knew she would make them happy with whatever the outcome would be, she just needed a chance. Most people wouldn't want to give her a chance though because she's older. They might think she'll mess it up.

I know she won't, though.

"Oh! Okay. What colors are you doing? I need to know so I can go buy my fabric."

"White."

"Ooh. That's nice. Are you bringing a date?" She questioned and I almost cut my finger. "Jesus, Amaru! You almost killed yourself."

That's definitely pushing it.

"I didn't almost kill myself, relax." I look at my finger before going back to the conversation at hand. "I want to bring a date, but I haven't decided on ways to ask her and if she says no then I'm not bringing a date."

"You have one week, Mari. You can't be holding out on this, girls take a long time to prep. She'll still have to make appointments for her hair and makeup. If you're going to ask you need to ask ASAP."

"I wanted to make a sign." I say, I already had the idea.

When I was at her house one day I was looking at all of the albums she had in her house and she had a ton of Kanye vinyls.