I walk into my house while Amika waits in the hall. Just like my father, she seems to "disapprove" my relationship with Charles.
I thought she would be the main one coming up with cute ship names and talking non stop about how I'm actually living with my boy friend.
But She didn't. Instead, she talked about how he treats me and how my emotions go from happy, to sad; from smiles, to tears.
I rolled my eyes at her when she said that but she was right. I Dont know what to feel when I'm with him and I like it.
The door closes behind me and I place my keys on the kitchen counter. Charles was texting away, his fingers non top on his phone with the letter in his right hand.
I walk through the kitchen and into the living room. "Did you open it?"
"Its not my letter it's yours," he says sliding his phone in his pocket. "Just like those people weren't looking for me, they were looking for you."
I look him in his eyes. "I didn't run into no people that was looking for me. I was with-"
" Amika. I know," he cuts me off. Handing me the letter, a smirk appears on his face.
I take the letter and look at the cover.
L.A.B program of New York City.
My heart races and I smile. Charles walks around me and into the kitchen and I follow, ripping the envelope open.
Dear Ms. Smith,
Thank you for applying yourself to the L.A.B program, a program filled with high set goals to achieve and very, successful students. I am proud to say that you was selected to join such a program to reveal and shine light on your love for Law and Business and the pure intelligence in you as we speak.
I am expecting to see you at our head quarters for an verbal interview Friday, September 25, 2015. Please dress presentable as in business attire. You are being watched and studied at all times. I am looking forward to sitting with you and discussing a few things.
Sincerely,
Mr. G. Bowman.
I squeal.
Looking up at Charles I stop. "What?"
He shakes his head. "Nothing."
I cross my arms. "Liar. If you have something to say, say it."
"Nothing." He leans down and kisses my lips twice. "I'm just waiting for an 'thanks Charles for bringing this program up. I dont know what I would do with out you'." He flutters his eyes and I laugh.
"That was gay. But thanks babe. I don't know what I would do with out this program." He frowns and I kiss him and run out the door and into Amika.
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** Charles P.O.V.**
I take my phone from my pocket after I hear the front door close shut. She shouldn't have gotten that letter. I click on the message from Brandon.
Me: why the hell do Karen have a letter?
Brandon: I told you that she applied. Bowman liked her paper she wrote and told me to send one out to her.
Me: I don't want her in this program.
Brandon: why? Scared she might make a good impression on everyone?
Me: No We both are gonna have to make decisions and sacrifices and it might end our relationship. Besides.... she wouldn't be able to last in it. She's too soft.
Brandon: Alright. But the only one that can get her out of it is herself and you.
Me: I got this
Brandon: We'll see.
