Chris and Kamaal

Chapter 3: Tours and Text Messages

Chapter 3: Tours and Text Messages

"Well lets do this thang, tour guide."

I immediately get nervous and prepare to show my future husband around. He just makes me hella nervous for some reason. I have to find a way to keep my talking to a minimum so I won't stutter around him.

"Let me see your class schedule." I say trying to keep my cool and not try to make things so awkward.

Kamaal digs in all of his pockets as he frantically searches for his class schedule. A few seconds later, he finds it in his backpack. He hands me the wrinkled paper, and flashes that million dollar smile

"I see that me and you have the same classes." I say as I compare my schedule with his.

"Oh word??? Now I have someone to copy homework from."

"Hell nah nigga. I charge for those services."

"Nah bruh, I'm just fuckin wit ya. But at least I'll have someone to know." He says

"I guess so. Follow me this way."

I direct Kamaal over to C-Hall, where the majority of our classes were. We made casual conversation and I realized we have a lot in common. His dad walked out on him when he was younger, and he's been the man of his house since he was 12. As he tells me more about his family we come close to the gym.

"So do you have any siblings?" I ask

"Yeah, I have a 5 year old brother, and a 4 year old sister. What about you?"

Chris: I just have a sister who's the same age as your brother."

"Oh that's cool. So do you ball, bruh?"

"Oh no!!! I can't play to save my life." I say as I laugh a little bit

"Oh for real? Shit I don't mind teachin you one day if you're up to it." He says

"Y-Y-Yeah....t-t-that sounds like a good idea."

SHIT!!! I've been with him for over an hour, and I start stuttering now. When Kamaal hears me fumbling over my words, he gives me a side eye and lets out a small snicker. We finally make it inside the gym, and Myra's dramatic ass comes running toward us.

"Chrrrrrris!!! Heeeeey honey!" She yells throughout the gym.

"Girl you're too much for t.v."

"Negro please, you know good and damn well- who is this fine hunk of man standing by you?" Myra asks

"I'm Kamaal." He says as he grabs Myra's wrist and kisses it.

"Well I'm Myra. I can't believe Chris's rude ass didn't introduce us." Myra says.

"W-w-well I was, but you never g-gave me a chance to."

As soon as Myra hear me stutter, her face lights up because she already knows wassup. Knowing her, she was gonna use it to her advantage.

"So Chrrris, how do you know Kamaal?" She asks.

"W-well, w-we have-"

"We have classes together, and I asked him to show me around." Kamaal says as he cuts in. Thank god Kamaal came in to save the day. If he didn't, then things would've gotten worse. If I stutter too much, I'll start drooling a little bit. That's what Myra wanted to see.

"Well Kamaal can you excuse us for a moment?"

"Yeah sure, Ima shoot around for a lil bit." Kamaal says as he grabs a basketball nearby. Myra pulls me off to the side to talk, and I already know what this conversation is gonna be about.