N.S
October 11thIt's been a week. A week since me and Dakota presented our presentation on Tuesday and a week and a day since the beach hang out on Sunday.
I have been so overwhelmed with homework, studying and exams specifically for business that I've barely had time for myself. If it wasn't work related then it was majorette related and if it wasn't majorette related then it was related to the promos I do. During the last few days I was able to only do one thing that was relaxing and that was celebrating with my dad and Assad for making the majorette team and we did that with go-kart racing which was on Monday meaning that I've barely had any time with Indiah nor Dakota. Only times me and Dakota spoke was during class and maybe lunch along with some texting here and there. I guess we've both been busy, on the other hand Indiah and I spoke the most but due to my schedule we barely hung out meaning that I haven't confessed to her about my situation but luckily that ends today as she said she would come over to spend the night.
"I just cleaned the whole kitchen so when Diah gets here I don't want no cooking, eat these leftovers," my mom instructed as she wrapped up and contained the Diri Ak Pwa and Pwason Fri.
"We know mama, are you about to head to bed," I began walking to the fridge to gather two water bottles for me and Indiah when she comes as well as a few snacks to restock my snack drawer for tonight.
My mom walked to the sink to wash her hands, "yes I need to get all the energy I can get for tomorrow," she ended off with a tired sigh she began to put the dishes in the dishwasher for its second clean but I stopped her "I'll do it mama go sleep" she gave a kiss to my cheek as a thank you before she walked to her and Dad's room.
After I put the dishes up my phone dinged with a message from Indiah stating that she was outside. I walked to the front door to unlock it and Diah soon came through it with her backpack and a medium tote that most likely consisted of her hygiene stuff and whatever else that girl be needing.
"Is mom sleep?" she huffed out as she sat her bags on the table to bring me into a hug.
"Yeah she just went not too long ago, there's leftovers to eat if you get hungry," I pointed to the stove and fridge.
She walked to wash her hands, "oh yeah I'm hungry as hell I didn't eat shit before I came over here, what she make?"
I laughed at her dramatic tone, "fried fish with beans and rice," she immediately widened her eyes and moved her lips into a wide smile. That's one of Indiah's favorite dishes that my mom makes with the second being Pate Koda and the third being her chicken enchiladas.
We both made ourselves some of the leftovers before we made our way up to my room. We caught up briefly with little things such as her and track and me with majorette. She also told me how she has been speaking more with ole boy she previously informed me about saying that she's only using him for the food but who knows she could just be saying that cause she don't want to seem she going back on her word of not giving him a chance. She also gave me his name, which is Maurice.
YOU ARE READING
Met Her Through The Media
RomanceNadalia Saint An ambitious, outgoing, persuading and level-heded girl attending her first years of university at UCLA. Despite her being an influner for now, Nadalia's goal is to use that to increase her following and putting her name out for when...