Costco Kisses

You could call that a consussion

There he was, sitting on my steps outside in a button up and black jeans. He fiddled with his fingers and looked up when I stepped outside. I was wearing the skimpiest dress I owned and some of my mom's old heels. It felt wrong dressing up and I was terrified I would forget I was wearing it, bend down and show the world my ass.

In order for my dad to let me even leave the house looking like this I had to say that I was to go to a study group at Miriam's house. Plus I wore jeans and a tank top over my dress and carry my heels in my book bag.

"Uh-uh...Hi?" Tajon said as he saw my wretched outfit.

"Don't worry, let me go change real quick," I said as he started to follow me to my side yard.

"You don't get to look!" I laughed, "Go wait over there." I pulled the jeans off, took my converse off and took my sweater off revealing my black, long-sleeved skin tight dress. The stickers on the ground coming from my dad's bush were sticking my feet and legs so I quickly took the heels out of the bag and put them on. And, dammit did they hurt.

I packed up my stuff in the book bag and slung it over my shoulder as I walked back over to Tajon.

"Better?" I breathed out and Tajon just looked at me dumbfounded. He kept staring at me, looking me up and down, long enough that I started to look at my dress and make sure my boobs weren't falling out.

"Wow...just wow," He said still staring at me.

"You can stop staring, it was cute at first but now it's just creepy," I said as I reached my hand out for him to lead up where were going. I looked back up to the house and I saw my sister from the window giving me a thumbs up. I snickered and Tajon asked:

"What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing," I leaned into his arm and we walked out to his car. He had a basic black sedan. He opened the car door for me and I saw a baggy with a white powder substance in his cup holder. Another asshole drug addict, really Kyla?

He's different I reassured my conscience trying to make sure I wouldn't fuck this up. He got in and started the car and we drove off.

We walked over to the restaurant and when we got inside we were greeted by the smell of Asian cuisine and the sound of a female cocktail singer accompanied by a bass. There were many people waiting in chairs and standing along the walls waiting for a table to open up. He led us up to the podium and I felt like a fancy adult and this was just another Saturday dinner.

"Hello, um I have a reservation for two under the name Tajon," He said and we looked at the hostess quizzically. She lazily looked up at us and back at the guest list.

"Yep, and so do all of these people waiting, so you better just sit down over there kiddo," she said spitting sarcastically. I could feel him tense up in my grasp so I pulled him back a little and whispered in his ear "calm down, let's just go sit down," he released the tension and let me take him over to some chairs in between the doors for the women's and men's bathroom.

It smelled like absolute shit but I was in so much pain from my heels that it didn't even fucking matter. A fat man walked into the men's room also giving me a face full of his ass. Tajon started to laugh as I made a disgusted look then I started to laugh and we ended up just snorting up a storm.

"Okay, but in our class is, who is the most in the closet gay?" I asked laughing at his previous response. I had asked who is most likely to not be a virgin and he said Tiffany, the quietest, most prude girl in the class, his argument was she's so quiet because if she talks all she will talk about is sex.

"Probably Allison," He said and I stopped laughing and looked him dead in the eyes.

"No fucking way," I whispered flabbergasted. Allison? Gay? This was too funny.

"Totally, no shit and I think she's dating Alex in secret," he said and giggled like an idiot. There was no saying Alex was anything but gay but her with Allison?

"That is the best thing I heard all day."

After we stopped laughing, I looked around. Everyone that was before us were seated and the people who had just gotten here were being seated.

"Hold up, didn't they just get here?" I asked Tajon pointing at the elderly couple being walked away from the podium.

"Yeah, we should have been next..." He trailed off. I was so fucking mad, I was hangry and no one was safe when I'm hangry. I got up and stomped over to the podium. When the lady got back she looked up at me and immediately looked back down as if I wasn't even there.

"Excuse me?" I said in the fakest voice I could, "I'm pretty sure we had a reservation and we've been waiting her for a very long time and you just let that couple in no problem,"

"Um...I'm sooo sorry," she said sarcastically again, "But we don't serve blacks." She looked at me and smiled, "Why don't you try the crack house on 33rd St."

Tajon was about to run up and punch her but I held him back. I pushed him back, smiled at the hostess and punched her square in the nose. I heard a cracking noise and when I looked back her nose was crooked and bleeding out. She fell to the ground and I jumped on top of her.

I started punching her eyes, cheeks and jaw. Boxing classes finally paid off. An Asian man in a suit walked out and pushed me off of her. I fell backwards and Tajon bent down and picked me up. She had gotten a few punches in and I also has fallen and hit my head on the ground when he pushed me so I was pretty delirious.

"You are banned, never come here again!" I heard yet it was shady due to my head injuries.

"Sayonara Suckers!" I said as Tajon carried me out the door. Then I fell asleep.