As If She Were My Daughter

chapter 11

Tomeka Moore

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I got up slowly and basically threw it. Not even two seconds later Mica was at my door. "You ain't up yet?" She asks me leaning against the door. I groan at her. "Get up ... we have to go talk to your teachers then to to your appointment and hopefully we will stop by Mama and Papa Moore's house" I groan again. My teachers had made it a point to make my classes online because they didn't want the students in the hallway pushing me around. Resulting in me falling and having a miscarrige. But they still wanted to talk to me about certain things."Is that your new language?" Mica asks me asks I get up and make my way to the bathroom with a lime green maternal dress in my hands. I shut then door quick so she can't say another word to me. I turned on then radio and my song was on. Take ya tights off by Problem. I danced my way over to my shower and turned it on making sure it wasnt to hot. I rapped along with The lyrics asks I got in The shower:

' Ain't no need to have the lights on yeah Grab on your waist, tongue on your clit Looking dead in your face And you don't get mad when I pull on your long weave Cause you know I got the bread to send you to Pauline's In the morning, for the indian Tell your man you ain't coming back like Vivian Pussy's my house, hell yeah I'm gonna be live in it Heard my dick bomb World travel like it ain't dripping nipple nibblin, cheek gripping, dick shifting, ass licking Like whaaa To show the ... tip swol now...it's for sho you gone nutWassup, you tryna fuck me Yeah I'm tryna fuck you Wassup, you tryna lick me Hell Yeah I'm tryna lick you Fuck it, take ya tights off, Fuck it, take ya tights off, Fuck it, take ya tights off,'

I went back and forth with problem as I washed myself up. "That's why You pregnant now You practically moaning that song" came bre's annoyin voice from The other side of The door. "Bre get The fuck from out my room" I yelled at her. "Why whor-" she began but was interruped by Mica. "Bitch I'm gettin tired of yo ass real talk bring yo ass on out her room" she tells her. I hear her reluctantly remove herself from my door then say "I need to to move in with somebody else y'all be workin a bitch nerves" I roll my eyes as continue to do my business. I wash my long black hair with The brand olive oil just because I love the smell of it. "Mica !" I yelled. I heard her feet then her open The bathroom door. I was immediately met with cold air. "What's wrong?" She asks. "Can You bring me a towel?" 

I ask Not bothering to cover myself because I was comfortable around her. She turns around to walk out to get my towel within seconds she was back. "Thanks hun" I tell her as I take The towel and wrap it around myself. She nods and leaves quietly. I quickly moose my hair because The lack of time then slip on then dress after I'm done. I walk out The bathroom and to my full length mirror. I was big as hell for only 3 months right on the dot. Today was March 5th and next month we would be going to see Angel. Just to tell him about my pregnancy.  Everything in me was starting to regret wanting to go because i didnt want to mess up his football career with the baby. I also didnt want him  thinkin that i tried to trap him. "You ready?" Mica's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I nodded and walked out the room with her. 

As we got in her car and drove on campus to go to my group meeting with them all I thought about telling mica to hold off on us visiting Angel, but quickly erased that thought from my mind as we pulled up to the school. We got out and quickly walked in the school. I went to the room number that was sent through email dating this day and this time. As i walked in there my 5 professors sat talking amongst theirselves. "Well hello there Miss. Moore" My teacher Prof. Smith says to me a little to happily. I smile "Good Morning Mr. Smith" i say to him causing everybody to look up at me and smile. "Good morning everybody" i say because if i dont i feel they wont look away.