I Miss And Love You (A RayRay Love Story) ON HOLD

Chapter Eight

Nessa

I look at myself in the mirror...this dress looks... awful! Out of all colors, Momma gonna buy me a PINK dress. PINK! And don't get me started on the shoes she pick out for me... UGH! She better be lucky I'm going to this dumb dance, just to make her happy. While I was making a stank face in the mirror, Momma called me, something about a surprise? It better be a new dress.

I walked downstairs and saw my Uncle Mickey.

"Hey Nessa Honey!" Uncle Micky Smiled at me.

"Hi Uncle Mickey!" I gave him a hug. He still smells like Cotton Candy.

I haven't seen Uncle Mickey since we was in New York. When I last saw him, I was 8 years old, shorter than I am now, and CRYING MY EYES OUT! I didn't wanna moved to Los Angeles. I didn't wanna leave my old friends. I definitely didn't wanna leave Uncle Mickey. But Uncle Mickey said "If you get on the Honor Roll, have new friends, and definitely became a new person while being in Los Angeles, the next time I see you I'll give you some money." Look at me now: I'm 10 years old, I grew about 3 inches, I'm on the Honor Roll, I made at least seven new friends, and I definitely love Los Angeles now.

"How's my favorite niece doing?" Uncle Mickey put his hand on his hip.

"Great! I finally made it on the Honor Roll." I wiggled my eyebrows.

Uncle Mickey chuckles. "Sorry sweetie. I'm broke. Broke as a dog. Next time." I gave him a stank face. He said that last time. "Anyways... I heard that you're going to a dance?"

Momma talks too much.

"Yeah. A Valentine's Day Dance." I said.

"So... who's taking my baby girl to this dance?" Uncle Mickey raised his eyebrow. Everybody can do that but ME!

"Nobody special. Just some nappy headed boy she knew, since we moved out here." Diggy said.

"Daniel!" Momma looked at him. "Don't being calling that boy 'Nappy Headed'. What's wrong with you!" Momma yelled.

"Damn Mom, I was just joking. We all know Rayan's hair is nowhere near nappy." Diggy rolled his eyes.

"Rayan? Who is this Rayan boy. Is he treating you like a princess? Uncle Mickey tapped his foot.

"Just like Diggy said 'Nobody special'. He's just a friend, who's taking me to the dance." Diggy started chucking.

"Oh Uncle Michael, Rayan's more than just a friend to Nessa." I'm getting tired of Diggy.

"Oh really!" Uncle Mickey's eyes got bigger. I looked at Diggy. At this point I don't like him. Every since February came, Diggy been acting Bossy and Mean towards me and Momma.

"Don't believe him Michael. He's just lying as ALWAYS. Momma said, smacking Diggy in the back of his head. That made my day!

"Aye! Don't be hitting me, just because I'm telling the truth." Diggy rubbed the back of his head.

"Don't be lying and nobody won't be hitting you." I turned my head sideways looking at Diggy.

"Little girl...DON'T get hurt." Who do he think he's talking to?

"Big boy...DON'T get knock out." I said, in a mad tone. I'm getting tired of Diggy. He's making me want to go to the dance, just to get away from him.

"Little girl AND Big boy...DON'T get hurt or knock out." Momma looked mad. "I don't know what's wrong with you two, but every since February 1st came you both been at each other's throats. Y'all haven't seen your Uncle in two years and this is how you two going to act. I don't think so. So y'all better act like both of you have some sense." I nodded quickly. Yeah I was scared, but Diggy just roll his eyes.