Nobody Gets Me.

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i'm a taken woman, finally. shit was long overdue and should've been done. bout time. but now it's about business. no funny games or anything. we're working up to marriage. already there, i'm ready to propose. 

right now, i have to get mommas party together. the day before christmas and we're setting up a party. texas is so damn insane, it's hot as fuck on christmas eve. i can't even deal.  ready to move back to new york or something. but mommas not having that. even though im grown as hell. but whatever. she be too valid sometimes. 

"i sent out invitations last week. momma has a lot of people coming." i started sitting tablecloths out on the tables. rumi had to do the job of sitting out the gift bags, lyric was setting tables after me, and bey was decorating. the stuff i couldn't reach. we're gonna get this done one way or another.

"that's your mother baby girl. you know she has a shit load of friends. plus family, baby that's the whole texas." daddy spoke over the phone and i sighed. that woman knows the whole city, it's crazy. and watch they all show up for her. they better, the fuck. i'll hunt down everybody who didn't show up. don't play with my momma. "she's been getting ready all morning, prancing around with a face mask on."

"that's momma. tell her hurry up so she can come get her hair done and stuff."

i have to do her hair and makeup, then my team are gonna get her outfit together. she picked it, i made it. everything was either made by me or my team. my momma deserves that.

"mommy i did it! all of em!" rumi came running to me with no gift bags in her hand. i looked around to see them all placed at a chair. neatly. she was taking her job real serious. didn't want anyone to help her with a thing.

"good job big girl!"

"what's next?"

"give me a sec and i'll find something for you to do baby." i was still doing tablecloths and i don't just wanna tell her to do something. she'll do the total opposite and i'll be behind her trynna fix it. we have no time for all of that, honestly.

"it's granny birfday?"

"yep. we have to go get her a gift baby."

"i have to get her picture! in my room!"

"stop yelling. we can get it when we go back home alright?"

we're just at my building in the photo room. i got it cleared out so this could all happen inside. she wouldn't let me book a place because she claimed it would be too much money. not like i cared but whatever. so i just went the cheap way. momma wouldn't back down anyways. she think she me or sumn.

"that's everything. what time is momma coming?" bey came up to me and i shrugged. it's still a little early, the party doesn't start until 4pm. we just needed to get things set up before time. plus i have to get her ready as well as my group of girls. things are harder than some may think. "here, i'll help you." bey took some tablecloths and started setting them out. she's always moving so quick; it be confusing me on how.

it went fast then. we were done in no time, getting ready to go back home. rumi was excited about getting her picture and lyric was begging to drive to the mall. i know she can drive, i went ahead and let her drive me. she just like bey though so i couldn't sit in the car with her. be going slow as shit. that irritates my whole soul, but i have to remember that she's a beginner. she keeps driving with me, she'll be on my level in no time.

i'm not tripping about her driving, it's just bey. she's a paranoid person. always doing a whole lot.

"bey just let her. it's not even that far away." i mumbled hitting the gas. she's making it a big deal. acting like we weren't 16 taking my mommas car, barely knowing what the whole gear meant. with a baby in the car....