Chris and Kamaal

Chapter 55: Prom (Part II)

Chapter 55: Prom (Part II)

THE NEXT WEEK

*Kamaal's POV*

Chris and I head over to Cocoa's to get our suits. It looked good in the catalogue, so I hope it looks even better in person. We pull up to Cocoa's and go to the counter. Vera approaches us and hugs us both.

"Hello boys...how are my two favorite customers?"

"Fine..."

"That's good. Are y'all here to pick up your suits?"

"Yes ma'am! I can't wait to see it! Chris days

"Alright follow me to the back and I'll show you you suits.

Chris and I follow Vera to the back of the store to see our suits. The whole entire time, Chris is jumping up and down like a kid in a candy store. 

"Chris calm yo ass down...it's just a suit."

"It's not just a suit Kamaal, it's the suits of all suits."

"I guess I see where you're comin from."

Eventually we make it to the back room where they keep all of the clothes that came in. Vera lets us in, and shuts the door behind us.

"Now since you guys wanted this to be a surprise, I kept it off the racks up front. To be honest, I took a little peek this morning."

"Well how does it look?"

"I'll let you two see for yourselves. Chris this one is yours."

Vera opens the zipper on the clothing bag and Chris's face lights up. You would think he was one of those spoiled brats from My Super Sweet 16 who just got a brand new whip.

'OH....MY....GOSH!" 

Chris runs up to the bag and takes the suit all the way out.

"Baby do you see this? It looks better than it did in the pictures."

The suit was all black. The shirt was a silk material or some shit. The vest was a shiny gold, and even had a few diamonds or sparkles to make it really shine. I can't lie, the suit looked real good.

"So Kamaal what do you think?" Ms. Vera asks me

"I feel the same way Chris does, but I'm gonna keep my cool."

"Oh whatever boy. I can't wait to put this on."

"Well Chris I need you to try on both pairs of pants so I can see which ones I need to send back. Kamaal you try on the blazer."

We try on our suit materials and Chris can barely get into his pants. As he jumps around, sucks in his little bit of gut, and breaths heavily, Vera and I just laugh at him. Chris falls on the floor, and still tries to zip them up. Eventually, he gets the pants zipped up. 

"Chris...."

"Yes ma'am?"

"You ok sweetie?"

"Ms. Vera...listen....listen....I don't think these pants fit me. My butt is too big."

"I figured."

Chris continues laying on the floor trying to catch his breath.

"Well why didn't you stop me and give me the bigger ones?"

Cause I stopped her. I wanted to see if you were actually gonna get them on. Get up so you can take those off."

"How bout you take them off me?"