Chapter 40

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Onika's POV
Gym
August 13

"Your ass looks so much thicker, Nicki." Kelly complimented.

"Thanks boo, I've been trying work my weight up." I looked at myself in the mirror as we entered the gym.

"Come on, let's warm up." She took a hold of my hand and we went to an empty part of the gym.

We did a bunch of warm up exercises before we started the actual work outs. I loved having a gym partner because we could do some exercises together.

She was on the bench, lifting, and I was spotting her.

"Have you and Lani talked since the dinner thing?" She spoke between lifts.

"What dinner thing?"

"It was way too tense for y'all to just leave it there."

"No, we haven't spoken. We really have no reason to. Maybe to clear the air, other than that then there's nothing else."

"Exactly. The air needs to be cleared."

"I'll be the bigger person and go to her first." I convinced myself.

"I was kidding but if you really want to do that, then do it."

I really was going to do it. Beyoncé was babysitting Zamora and Titan. That's what most of her days were starting to look like recently. It was always her idea.

We switched positions and I started lifting.

"Are you applying Mora to the same school as Titan?" Kelly asked whilst spotting me.

"Public or private school?"

"I've actually been thinking. I don't want Titan in private school, like ever. But maybe it'll be a good thing."

"I think public school is better because we don't want to raise ignorant kids. I'm not saying all private school kids are like that but at some point, they might start thinking they're better than everyone else." I explained.

"I agree. Should we ask them?" She chuckled. "I feel like they'd just say private anyway."

"As a mother who's able, I want to send Mora to a private school." I lifted.

I was really thinking about it.

"Well Titan and Mora have been on that waiting list for that one school. It's a good school and there's mostly black kids there."

"That sounds like a plan." She helped me to put the weights away.

We walked over to the treadmills and both set our own ones up. When we got on them, we reclined the treadmills and walked at a slow pace.

"Tell me about the chef thing." She started.

"Well, I have a good salary so far. It's not a crazy amount of money." I held onto the handles as I increased the speed. "But in maybe 2-3 years time, I'll be getting more and I can start working for more."

I didn't care too much about the salary because I still had a lot of money from stripping. Most of the money I made went straight to savings.

"I'm so proud of you, Nini."

"Ew, stop calling me that." I cackled, receiving some looks.

"You know you love that name." She rolled her eyes, increasing her own speed.

"What are we doing after the gym?"

"Going home to shower and we can go out for a late lunch date, with the kids. Maybe even go shopping." She suggested. I just nodded my head. I was going to do whatever.

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