Two Can Play This Game

Changes, Instagram, & Boys?!

2 Days Later

Lanique POV

I was so deep in sleep until someone came in my room and started bouncing on my bed.

“Hmmmm go away!!” I mumbled.

??? “No get up then!!!”

I pulled the covers over my head and resume to sleep.

Then the person began to poke me.

“Stop! Okay, just give me 5 more minutes. Please?”

??? “Kay.”

Then my room door shut so I snuggled more with my pillow until the person came back and poured ice & water all over me.

“What the flying fuck !!!” I quickly opened my eyes and gazed around my room and stop at not one but TWO invaders in my room. Ja'Reima and . . . .Renee???

“Nee!!!” I squealed and ran to hug her.

“Nah, don't bring your wet ass over here and hug me.”

“Fuck you then . . . MaMa!”

“Noope. . I'm already dressed Nique. Now go get your ass in the shower!”

“Whyyy . . I don't want tooo”

“Mrs. Evans!!!!!!!!”

Just at that point my mother bust into my room looking scary as fuck.

“Lanique Monet Evans if you don't get your ass in that shower, I will. . “

I never heard the end of that sentence cause I was already in the shower.

After what I thought was forever I came out the shower and wrapped a towel around me. When I entered my room, Renee tossed some clothes at me.

“You need to stop doing this. Besides, why are you in London though? I asked while putting on the clothes.

“You missed me too much in ATL and it hasn't even been a week. Awwww”

Nee: Yeah you could say that . . My mom allowed my to say here with my cousin -points to Ja'Reima-

Me: -sings- We are Family!!

Nee & MaMa: Shut Up!!!

Me: Where are we going today that y'all wanted me to dress like a hooch?

Mrs. Evans: Y'all hurry up, We don't have all day!!

MaMa, Nee & I dashed down the stairs. Never in your life keep my mother waiting. NEVER.

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???: “You ready?”

Me: -gulps- Yeah, sure

???: “This is going to be fast and easy. On the count of three . 1 , 2 , -”

Me: STOP!!

???: 3!

Me: OOOOOOWWWW!!

I bit my lip to stop the tears from failing. They made me get my stomach pierced. Well, not really. I watched as MaMa and Renee got theirs pierced and they peer pressured me into it and my mother proudly signed the paper.

After an agonizing hour of pain, it finally resided and we went shopping.

Mom: Look, you're in a new place. . Try change. I'm not saying to change your personality but your style of dress. You with me?

Me: Yes Ma!

Mom: Okay, now let's get shopping!

I had no problem picking out clothes. I have always been a fashionable person, in my head though. I was scared to dress how I felt back in ATL cause I cared about what people would think about me. So I covered my body in hideous clothes. Now, in a new place, where I know noone, I will dress how I feel.