Lamaya Pov
********************************************************"B weh mi tie deh!?"
Everything him ask mi fah like mi put dung him tings dem fi him
"B!"
I sigh fixing my stocking placing on my skirt I walked to the room exiting the bathroom
Going into the closet I took up a black and red tie walking to zyairie who was putting on his socks
"B yuh no hear mi a call yuh,". He stands up as I push him back to sit to reach his upper body I place the tie around his neck tying it
He looks up at me making me nervously messing up I hiss my teeth starting over overwhelming me
I drag the last piece together fixing the tie I walk away to place on my jacket and heels
Sitting at the vanity table I contemplate if I should wear makeup or not
Deciding against it I place on my lipgloss and sunscreen
(Outfit reference)
(Taller skirt tho)
"Ready,?" He asks as I nod taking up my Bible i walk down the stairs with Zyairie behind me
"Zyairie the offering pocket," I say as he nods going up the stairs to get them
My phone rings I answered
"Yes mommy. Zyairie and I are on our way," I say as she says alright
Zyairie makes his way downstairs as I take the tides placing them in my handbag
"Your mother called," I say walking out as he follows closing the door behind us
"Weh she seh,?"
"Nothing really told her we're on the way,"
He opens the car door for me I thank him getting in as he follows
Driving out I think to see if I had everything
"Leave anything,?" He asks
I think
"No," I say checking my bag
Placing on my seat belt I leaned back sighing
Been a while since I've been to church I already feel on edge
How will they react? I mean it's my first time at a new church with new Christians to judge me based on what they assume
Am I ready?
***30 minutes later***
Zyairie parks the car getting out opening my car door I thank him drawing down my skirt fixing my jacket
He takes my hand bringing me to the door where his mother greets us with a smile
"I saved you guys a seat beside us," she says
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ʙᴀᴅᴍᴀɴ ᴀ ᴍɪ ᴛʏᴘᴇ
Romance𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.