Letting Go

Three

"Knock Knock!" I said letting myself into Karen's room.

"What?" She groaned.

"Come on. Time for church."

"What?" She whined. "Already?" She spoke her face still nestled into the pillow.

"Yes! Now come on and get dressed!" I opened the window shades to her room.

"Sometimes I hate that we live together." She mumbled.

"Yeah? Well for one, we both know if I ever left or vise versa you'd lose your brain. I ironed your skirt." I said passing her the hangers her stuff lay on.

"Good. That should get me about another fifteen minutes." She said moving her head.

"Whatever. Just know that your girls are dancing with the choir today and you need to be there to get them dressed." I reminded.

It's youth Sunday and on Youth Sunday's the dance and mime ministries perform with the youth choir. Karen, leads the praise dance ministry and I happen to lead the choir.

"Why didn't I chose the choir?" She asked getting out of bed.

I laughed loudly. "Because you can't sing."

"True." She smirked.

"And I can't dance." I shrugged.

"Right, if it was up to you, the girl would be shouting." She imitated me.

"You know what?" I smirked. "You childish."

"Yeah, I know now go and get ready." She said shooing me out.

"You kicking me out? Is that what's happening?"

"Yeah that's what's happening now get." She pushed me out and went into her bathroom. I sighed going into my bedroom in search for an outfit.

"You ready?" Karen asked coming into my room.

"Yes." I said spraying my favorite perfume.

"I hate when you do that." She rolled her eyes.

"When I do what?" I asked unplugging my curling wand.

"You and that black!" She said pulling at my shirt.

"What?" I kissed my teeth.

"You always wearing black. Like everyday you going to a funeral."

"Black is slimming." I said lowly putting the light pink lippie on.

"You're so damn annoying I swear." She said.

"I'm gonna let that one slide." I said.

"You're such an old lady." She laughed.

"And you love it." I smirked turning towards her.

"Sometimes. I just wish you'd break out this shell."

"You look cute." I said changing the topic.

"Thank you. You did choose my outfit." She smiled spinning around.

"And I did well might I add." I smiled and got up slipping into my heels.

"Yeah, this whole outfit would be even better if it were yours."

I ignored her and grabbed my pocketbook and keys.

"Your car or mine?" I asked her.

"Really Tay? So you just gonna ignore me?" She asked

"I didn't ignore you." I rolled my eyes.

"Liar." She said.

"Your car or mine?" I asked again.