Sweet Chocolate

Alaina

Jevoni blew up my phone all weekend until I finally just blocked him. I have nothing else to say to him, I cant believe he was the one to tell the whole school; alaina forget him girl he is not worth your time I thought to myself. For the past couple of days I've been focusing on myself and not worrying about anything not even how horrible school is going to be tomorrow ugh school I'm soo happy that it'll all be over in a month all I have to do is survive one month; that's easier said than done

Zzzz Zzzz Zzzzz

I put the book I was reading down and grabbed my phone, to see I had a text from Roxy; she is a great friend I wish I would have meet her years ago.

Text Convo

Roxy❤: hey boo let's go to the mall today I'm bored 😞

Me: sure pick me up in like 30 min I have to get dressed

Roxy❤: kay kay

End of Text Convo

I got up outta bed and went to my closet to see what I was going to wear. Ten minutes later I decided on wearing a white crop top, jeans and my white huaraches. I quickly took a shower and got dressed, I looked in the mirror at my hair my mom did my hair yesterday and the purple box braids were really pretty making the pain I endured yesterday totally worth it.

I heard someone knock on the door, I figured it was Roxy so I grabbed my phone and purse and walked downstairs to see my mom talking to Roxy

"you look so familiar to me" I could hear my mom say

"everybody looks familiar to you mom" which was true every person my mom saw, mainly teens, she would always them who their parents were because they looked sooo familiar to her

"oh hush Alaina, where are you going all dolled up" she said while fixing a braid that fell in my face

"we're going to the mall"

"okay well text me when you get there and when you on your way back okay"

I mentally rolled my eyes, she's been super duper overprotective every since I didn't text her the last time "okay mom I love you"

"I love you too have fun but not too much fun" she said while looking at me and Roxy

"yes ma'am" we said at the same time

When we finally got in the car and on the road, Roxy started laughing "your mom is funny"

I raised an eyebrow "if you wanna call it that"

"oh and I love your hair by the way, I wish I could do mine like that"

"you can" I said

"no I don't want to offend anyone, they gone be like ew look at that little white girl with black girl hair"

I laughed her shaking my head "it only offends us when y'all give our hairstyles a different name and try to make it yours"

She scrunched her face up "what do you mean"

"well you know the two braids that you see the white girls wearing" she nodded her head "well those are called cornrows not boxer braids or any other name they tried to give it; and Kim Kardashian didn't invent them. I mean I have no problem with white girls wearing them, just don't try to say some famous white girl invented them"

"I understand now girls at my old school used to say it was because white girls looked better in them, but I knew that was a lie"

I laughed "and you was right some of the braids don't even be done right, cornrows not supposed to be all loose and raggedy"