{P.S I'M REALLY GONNA TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THESE GIFS ON HERE LMAOOOO. IM SRRY JST TELL ME IF IT GETS ANNOYING! I'LL STOP}
"I'll ask nicely this time girls, Chris is not going to be one you guys little pawns. You heard? So i'll ask you guys nicely, please stop." Neema laughed rolling her eyes
"What are you going to do about it, baby sista? Cry, tell mommy?"
"Oh, baby. Mama don't need to know nothing about this, shawty. This between me and you, you touch my mans out there. And you're done, don't hit me with no 'Oh Naima you're finally this and you're finally that' Girl I know what I am and what I'm doing, and right now i'm telling you to stay away from Chris. Or it's me and you, boo" Naima liked this new person she was becoming. Fierce and sassy, no longer shy and timid. If there was a problem you would hear it from her mouth loud and clear.
"Naima, you're not going to do shit. Shut up lil girl" Aviana said getting in Naima's face
"Aviana, why the fuck are you even here, sister girl? You're not even apart of the family. You come to every dinner like ya last name is Love. Last time I checked it wasn't! The doors open take ya ass through it, you got a whole ass family and you here bugging ours. Girl gone" Aviana's face softened for a second making Naima smirk.
"You wanted it and I gave it to you. Im grown as hell, and I'm not finna let two bird brained ass girls punk me in any longer. Your time has come and gone. And I most definitely said what I said. So let me know what's tea ahead of time so we can handle it like women." Naima asked resting her hands on her hips before pushing through Neema and Aviana and back into the living room.
Chris looked at his phone seeing that is was 8:30pm, Naima came out of the bathroom around 5 minutes ago. And Neema and Aviana just came out, they all sat down and the game was resumed. Chris planned that he was going to leave 9:00, so he whispered into Naima's ear what the what's up was. She nodded continuing her game of speed, Chris had been kicked out already. He hadn't played it awhile and he was kind of rusty.
"So, Chris. What do you for a living?" Naima's father asked
"Oh, I'am an artist." Chris smiled
"Hm, how do you make your money?"
"I sell my photos, It's a nice easy process and I'm doing something I genuinely love."
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"So you're into art like Naima?" Her father went on to ask her, Naima knew what question was coming next after Chris nodded his head.
"How do you feel about Naima going backt to school?" Annoyance filled through out Naima's body. "What? I think we should just get it out there" Her dad said as he mother looked at her with a stern look.
