College Dreaming

Chapter 5

College Dreaming
Chapter 5

* Chris's POV*

Its the day before I leave for college, and I'm running around the house going insane!!! Clothes are scattered everywhere in my room, boxes lay across the floor, the list goes on. As I'm frantically running through my room like a kid in an amusement park, Ashley comes in my room.

"Chris where you going?"

"Remember I'm going to college?"

"Oh yeah. Are you comin back?" She asks

"I'm gonna be gone for awhile."

"So, you're not gonna be here to play with me?"

"No I wont baby girl. But Kareem will be over to play with you."

Ashley's eyes light up when I mention Kamaal's brother. We set up play dates for them, and they've been inseparable ever since. They have a similar relationship like Rudy and Kenny from The Cosby Show.

"Tell you what, when I get finished in here, we'll go watch Spongebob."

"OK lil buddy..."

Ashley runs out my room and heads downstairs. Ever since Kamaal and I started getting serious, Ashley takes it upon herself to call me lil buddy as well. As I fold a few more pairs of shorts my mom comes in my room.

"Hey honey. You almost finished?"

"Define almost."

"Always waiting for the last minute to do things. You get that from your father. You'll learn one day."

Mom walks over to the bed and starts folding some of the clothes that were laid out on the bed.

"You know, I was always waiting for this day to come."

"What, for me to get out the house?"

"Yes that, but most importantly, sending you off to college." My mom says

"I feel the sex talk is coming up."

"Oh no, I gave you that talk when you were 12, and you came out gayer than Peter Pan on a pair of ice skates and a unicorn." She says as she laughs

"Ooop, you tried it!!!"

"Anyway, I just thought this day wasn't gonna come this soon. It seems like yesterday you were running around the living room with your diaper in your hand."

"Ugh...maaaa!!!!"

"The point I'm trying to make is you're growing up so fast. As hard as it is to watch you leave, you gots ta go nigga."

I look at my mom and shake my head and laugh at her. She is so dramatic sometimes.

"Now I want you to focus on your studies when you get there. Don't let me get a call from those white people telling me you and the crew fuckin up."

"Mom, I'm going to a black college."

"Whatever. You know what I mean. Now hurry up and get packed. That expensive ass Mercedes van parked out front will be pulling out the parking lot at 5am whether you're in it or not!!!"

Mom walks out my room continuing her usual rant. That's one thing I will definitely not miss while I'm gone. I continue packing and call everyone to make sure they're getting ready.

"Hey hoe...." Myra says

"Hey boo, what you up to?"

"Nothing, just doing some more packing."