Girls Weekend

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Fathima POV

I wake up feeling good I knew it would be a good day. I climb out of bed and go into the bathroom.

I do my usual morning routine before coming back out to get ready.

I put on my robe and slippers going downstairs smelling my favorite breakfast.

My madre was in the kitchen whipping up some good ol' fruit parfait.

"Aye mommy your making my favorite." I give her a side hug.

"Only for mommy's big baby go ahead and sit its just about done."

I pour myself some apple juice before taking a seat at the table.

While I was waiting Brian texts me.

Bae💏💍🔐: Goodmorning baby-girl 😘😍

Me: Morning pookie ☺️😘

Bae💏💍🔐: You riding with me?

Me: I'm taking my car today

Bae💏💍🔐: why 😩😒

Me: 😔 me and the girls are going to the mall afterschool.

Bae💏💍🔐: oh for what y'all always shopping.

Me: outfit for the

"Fathima put that phone down and eat your food, so you can get ready for school."

"Okay let me send this text first please." I smile returning my attention back to my phone.

Me: outfit for the game tomorrow and I gtg ma tripping 😘😋😏

I put my phone in my lap and start eating.

"Well baby mama has to go back to work today so I wont be here when you come from school."

"Ugh I don't want you to I get lonely." I pout.

"Brian keeps you well occupied including your best friends."

"Well when I'm not with him or my bff's I just want to be under you and talk about stuff."

"Stuff like what talk to me now while I'm here."

"Well um what if I want to go see my dad?"

She sighs and shakes her head "If thats what you want I'll give you the address."

"Should I call first?"

"If you have a number he changes his number all the time he doesn't want us to have it or something."

"Okay ma we'll figure everything out later."

"Whenever you decide to go I plan on going with you." She assures me.

"I don't know I guess we'll go when you come home."

"Alright I'll be back in 3 days bebé give mommy sugar."

"por qué todavía me llama mamá que yo no soy una niñita." Why you still calling me that mommy I'm not a little girl anymore. I give her a hug and kiss.

"usted siempre será mamás bebé." You will always be mommies baby girl.

"I need to get ready for school." She scoots me out the kitchen.

I go upstairs and look through my closet for something to wear.

I call Shay to let her know I was on my way and text Mariah I was coming to get her after.

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