We're rehearsing for Twerk Wars. I see a familiar car pull outside and I see my Uncle Que. I gasp as he comes in. "Chance?" He says.
I had on my Twerk Team captain shirt, matching shorts, no shoes. "Chance.. what's going on here." He says.
"I can explain. Please this can't reach my father. He can't know." I say.
He crosses his arms. "Anything else you want to confess?" He asks. I see a distressed look on Ty's face. Uncle Que sensed the tension and his face went to shock. "You slept with this boy?" He says while pointing at him.
"Please. My dad can't know. Please. I been the perfect child and I can't disappoint them this much. Mostly that I had sex with my boyfriend. My Mom knows about that and they both don't know I'm doing this." I say as I hold my head down.
"Chancey Chance." He says as he pulls me in for a hug. "So much going on. You'll have to tell your father about the sex thing. But you need to tell them about this." He says.
"I promise." I say as he wipes my tears.
"Now go on. Remember Chance Uncle Que is always going to be here for you." He says.
He was right. Uncle Que is the best uncle and godfather ever he never told my parents about the bike incident from when I was six, never told why the ice cream was gone.
Uncle Que is the best. "Want me to take you home?" He asks.
"Yes." I say as I take my bag and head to his car.
