The Awkward Dating Life of a Queer Girl (girlxgirl)

CHAPTER 5 - The Dinner

We walked for hours. I didn't even remember the park was so faraway from my house. I was exhausted and a little freaked out, cause I knew I must had been too late for my mother to even consider not to scream at me.
For some reason along the way Jess fell on the ground saying non senses like she couldn't do it anymore and that we had to leave her and move on with our lives. James laughed at her, but I felt like we were really on a warzone and that meant we should battle for survival. Of course me, being the good friend I was, gave Jess a pig back through the rest of our journey. I swear she seemed so little and thin but man, it was like carrying a dead elephant and I could swear she had fallen asleep at some point, cause I felt the drips of her drooling going through my shirt. Just, ew!
"Remind me again, why am I the one carrying her and not you?"
I asked James a little annoyed and he continued rubbing his chin while I could barely talk from exhaustion.
"Elementary, my dear Sam! I am the one who is having the ideas to make us rich. Therefore, I can not be distracted by a barely alive Jess drooling on my shoulder and making me tired. I already thought about the book of breast's flavor, soon something else will come up"
I widened my eyes and nodded. Of course, James was right. We could be rich, and most of all, I could be the one writing the so said book. I could be famous! I wonder if Stella would read it...
Damn you Sam! Forget Stella, you kissed Adele. Focus on Adele.
Oh beautiful soft candy cotton lips Adele.
Finally, we were arrived at my house porch. I had already woken Jess up, so she was standing up for my back's relief. I took my phone off to see what time it was, but the battery had died. Shit!
It must have been like two in the morning or something though, cause lord, we walked for hours! Unfortunately, I was the kind of person who was smart enough to go out without my key! YAY. And obviously I did not want my mom to wake up to open the door for me right now, so I had to figure a way to get in without ringing the bell. Soon me and James started to elaborate a plan so we could come in without being noticed. We decided it would be a great idea to climb onto my roof. That way we could all just get in by my window. Although, his idea was one of those things that are actually better only in theory. James put me on his shoulders and I grabbed the end of the roof trying to get myself up. But, as you may know I am not exactly the athletic type, so instead of being able to move up I just stood there swinging. And to add it all, just for my luck, James decided to get me off of him to grab Jess, who had almost fallen on the ground, since she had just fallen asleep once more while she leaned on the porch pillar. It's decided, no more weed for Jess for the rest of her life!
So the scene we encountered ourselves in was, James trying to hold a barely alive Jess while she mumbled incoherent things and me hanging by the end of my roof which seemed to be higher than normal at that moment. Oh god I felt like Tarzan.
"James, help!"
I squeaked in a little girl's voice that I used to do when I was scared.
Suddenly, the front door opened and I swear the horror movie shit got real this time.
There standing on her heels that used to make more opponent wearing black dress, was my loving mother practically fuming by her nostrils.
"What do you think you are doing!? You are 15 minutes late!"
Wait, 15 minutes? But haven't we walked for hours?
After she shouted at me a little bit more, James managed to wake Jess up without my mother realizing something was wrong, he then came and got me into the ground so we could all enter into the house.

Apparently, we walked for 10 minutes according to the clock that I was now analyzing. Okay, that's weird.
So let me tell you about awkward. We were all sitting at my dinner table. Me, Jess and James at one side and at the other my mom and her so beloved boyfriend. I have to say I didn't like him, I mean. He hadn't done anything directly to me, but I did not trust the guy. I don't know there was something in him that just did not seem right for me. He was 12 years younger than my mom, which it's okay really, I am not one to judge anything, much less age difference, but it was his attitude that bothered me. He was really stuck up, and acted like he was some kind of huge business man, which of course he wasn't. It was painful to say, but I felt like he was with my mom for her money, not that we were rich but he was really poor, and was always asking my mom to buy him pricey clothes and other stuff and that bothered me a lot. I guess my mom just didn't have good taste in my man, first my father and now Bob.
Another thing that I hated, it was that the guy liked to pretend like he was the house owner and threw orders at my mother like she was some kind of servant. Always asking for stuff like dinners for his children and friends and okay, I know you do this kind of thing for your boyfriend once in a while, but it was so fucking annoying because it was all the time. It was practically like my house had turned in to a karaoke bar and Jesus, sometimes I wanted to set all his equipment on fire and just watched it burn for fun. Cause, you guess what was his profession? He was a fucking Karaoke singer, wohooo! Worst was, after the so said parties they left the house a mess, and you would think he would help my mom clean up? No, he was too male chauvinist for it. Clean up it was a woman thing. So yeah, to resume it I guess I hated the guy's guts.
I looked up from my plate to see the tension still there, it was dead silence at the table whilst my mom was throwing me daggers with her eyes. She would kill me later for being late I had no doubt about that. I looked at my friends and I had to suppress a laugh at their sight. Jess was trying really hard not to fall asleep at her plate at that moment. I could see her having long blinks from time to time. Meanwhile, James was eating all he could find on the table, I swear he would had eaten the napkin too if I haven't gotten it away from him. I had to admit for some reason I was incredibly hungry too, but James was something else.
The silence was maintained through the next five minutes until finally someone spoke up. Unluckily for me, that someone was James.
"I thought you were Asian"
He said with his mouth full directing his statement to Bob.
Oh lord!
"JAMES THAT'S RACIST!"
Jess reprehended him and I could see my mother growing more irritated at us by the second.
"IS NOT!" He looked at Bob who was just staring at him perplexed " Were you offended?"
Bob took a bite at his steak and took his arrogant time to respond.
"No, but I am not Asian"
"Oh my god! Sorry did you wanna be Asian?"
James put his hands on his mouth while his eyes widened like he had just committed murder. My mother seemed to be contemplating to murder him actually and Jess and I was just behind her. WTF!? Was he that high?
"James, darling. Why don't you go check Bob's karaoke at the living room I'm sure you will find it entertaining"
Jess and I looked at each other and suppressed our laugh. We knew my mother was treating James like she would treat an inconvenient child, just trying to get rid of him. However, for my surprise James didn't caught up with that idea, cause before I knew he was already jumping his way to the living room with a smile on his face.
I swear he was such a goofball, sometimes I had a hard time to believe we had the same age.
"So is the lovely young man your boyfriend Sam?"
Bob asked as I turned to him and just like that glanced at my mom with a weird out expression. Hadn't she told him?
"No, James is Sam's best friend since they were kids, just like Jess"
My mom answered for me and I could see in her eyes she was actually afraid. Afraid I would tell him of my preferences and that hurt. I thought we were over this, but I guess we were not.
I noticed that my mom had no problem talking to me about girls, but that was when we were alone. If one of her friends were over she would not discuss the subject in front of them, or if we were in public she would ask me to speak really low so no one could hear us. I knew that meant she was still embarrassed and as much as I didn't want to admit it that got to me a lot.
"Sam likes girls"
We all turned to look at Jess who was sipping at her water like she had just said the most common thing in the world, but for my mom it was like Nagasaki in my home at the moment.
I heard Bob choking a little on his drink after Jess statement, and I waited to see what would be his next line.
"Oh, she is one of those...I guess that explains"
I saw my mom flinch at his comment but still she didn't say a thing.
"One of those who love? Yes, she is one those"
Jess complemented winking at me and I smiled at her. I loved how she always got my back, no matter the situation. But I knew it was time for me to grow a pair and stand up for myself. So instead of staying quiet as I would usually do in this kind of situations I decided for once to speak.
"And explains what exactly Bob?"
I asked him and I could see he was growing uncomfortable at my stare. He sipped his wine and then threw me one of his arrogant smiles.
"I mean, your behavior, your clothes..."
I arched my brows at him. I knew I should be offended but I swear I just wanted to laugh at his face. I could see Jess getting agitated but I signalized for her to calm down. I was about to answer him, when my mom decided to get there before me.
"Enough of this. Sam will probably change a lot, since she is going to law school real soon"
I swear I felt all my insides burn at her comment. I knew she wanted me to go to law school, but I never told her I actually would. Still, she imposed it, like she had chosen my path and I should just follow what she says. And change? Why did I need to change?
"Oh law school will definitely change her, not much of her type their"
I grabbed my fork harder at Bob's statement and I could see Jess fuming by the corner of my eye too.
"Yes, she will be a corporate lawyer, of course it's hard and all-"
"Mom"
I started in a normal tone, but she kept rambling about how I would be a fucking money loaded lawyer and I just had had enough.
"MOM!"
I stood up and then just like magic I had the couple's attention.
"I don't know what makes you think you can just decide my whole life for me in a blink of an eye and I would just follow through what you say. But, let me enlighten you and I will say this really slowly so your low IQ boyfriend can catch up. I- WILL – NOT – BE – A – LAWYER."
The room fell in silence then. I could see my mother's eyes widened in terror and her boyfriend looked at me like I was the hugest failure in history.
"What will you be then?"
With this I signalized Jess to stand up, and follow me.
"Probably a really bad paid writer, you know there are a lot of my types in that"
I winked at Bob's way before going to the living room with Jess thinking I was making the perfect exit.
Unfortunately, for my mother it must have felt like an invitation cause she followed behind.
"YOU WILL NOT BE A WRITER. I DID NOT PAY FOR PRIVATE SCHOOL FOR YOU TO END UP A POOR PERSON WITH NO REAL OCCUPATION"
I smirked at her. Unbelievable.
"You are right, maybe I should be a karaoke singer, that's the future!"
And that was it. I knew I had pulled her wrong chord cause now she was red as a tomato. I was preparing myself for the third world war that was about to come, but before she could start to scream I decided to throw more wood into the fire for some unknown reason.
"AND JUST SO YOU KNOW, MY CAR GOT TOWED"
I could see Jess getting more and more tense at my side as we both waited for the worst bust out my mother would have in her life. But just before she could start a loud music beat stopped her.
"YO, GUYS! We should always sing this one when we smoke!" – James exclaimed and I looked at him perplexed as he started to sing – " I was gonna clean my room but then I got hiiiiiigh. I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got hiiiiiigh"
My mom looked from James to me and suddenly all the previous confidence I had was gone.
Oh fuck.