Chapter Eight

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"Mommy can we go see BryBry?" His mom texted me a few minutes ago and said he got home last night. I need to talk to him about me and Michael's little situation. I wanna see his point of view of the problem. I mean after all that is his girlfriend. At least I think they're still together.

"Yep, I need to talk to my best friend anyway. Come on, let's take a bath." I took her in the bathroom and she stripped while I ran the water. I put bubbles in it and her little Barbie dolls.

I scrubbed her body and washed her hair. When I was done, she got out and I wrapped her in the towel. "Go sit on my bed so I can do your hair." I said as I drained the water out of the tub. She ran in the room and sat on the bed.

I walked in, and she was playing with my phone. I swear that girl is obsessed with that freaking Subway Surfers game. Me personally, I don't like playing games to be honest. But when I do play a game, it's Subway Surfers. I don't play it all day everyday though so she didn't get that from me.

I grabbed the blow dryer, the comb, brush and some hair bows. I plugged the dryer up and put it on low. "Come here." I said and she sat between my legs on the floor while I sat on the bed. Not one point in time did she take her eyes of of that game. Jesus she's addicted to that game like I'm addicted to Oreos. Speaking of Oreos I just might buy some today. Oreos make me happy! Don't judge me either.

I finished blow drying her hair and unplugged it. I walked back into the bathroom and got the hair moisturizer. I sat back on the bed and put a little bit in my hands. I rubbed it in her hair and it started to get even more curly before my eyes. I combed through her hair a bit, then brushed it. The curls weren't as wild as they were anymore.

"Do you want braids or twists in the front?" She wasn't paying me any attention.

"I'm gonna cut your hair off MiMi." She looked up at me with wide eyes.

"Mommy no." She whined dragging out no. I nodded my head yes and tears were forming.

"I'm just playing little girl. Dont start crying. I would never cut off this beautiful hair." I said kissing her forehead and running my hands through her curly mane.

"Okay, I want twists mommy." I nodded and went to work. I put six even twist in the front of her hair. I made sure to grease in between the twists too. I put purple and green hair ties at the part the twists ended since those are her favorite colors. I put them in a pattern. It was purple, green, purple, green, etc.

I left the back of her hair alone and left it curly. "Stand up, let me see." I said and she stood up looking at me this time.

"Aww, look at my pretty little princess." I said pinched her cheeks. She laughed and I pulled her in for a hug.

"Mommy?"

"Yeaa pumpkin?"

She looked up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. "Can we be twins again today? And I want to wear Jordans this time." She had so much hope in her eyes I couldn't say no.

"Okay, I'll pick out our outfits okay?" She nodded and I walked into her room. I had an idea of what I wanted us to wear.

I pulled out her "thing 2" shirt, her khaki jeans, and her Air Jordan Fire Red 5's. I pulled out her red underwear and the matching socks. I laid the clothes on her bed, then walked back in my room.

"Go put your clothes on while I shower." She was about to run out with my phone but I stopped her. "I'll take this. Now go head and get dressed so we can leave."

"Mommyyyyy." She pouted. I gave her the "If you don't get out my face and do what I said" look, and she ran out.

I looked at my phone and it was on 60%. This little girl ain't getting a phone until she turn 11 or 12. Maybe even 13. I swear her phone bill will cost a fortune and the phone won't stay charged for too long I see. If she had one, she would be locked in her room all day everyday on it. I'd have to text her to tell her dinner was ready.

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