Forbidden Love

Ch. 3

Becca

"Ma I'm home!"

"In the kitchen!"

I followed her soothing voice and sweet smelling cinnamon rolls. My mouth watered. "How was your first day sweetie?"

"It was ok."

"What happened?"

"The counselor really upset me."

"What she do?"my moma said getting black.

See my moma was all sweet and nice but when it come to her kids it's like a switch gear. You see all the hood in her. "She tried to play me like I'm stupid. Ok so, I got in there to get my schedule and she see it had AP classes on there and she gone say it must was a scheduling problem like I can't be in AP or something!"

"That's some bull!"

"What is?"my daddy said coming in and kissing my cheek.

"The counselor acting like our baby ain't smart."

"Baby girl, you gotta ignore them white folks. Don't let em get under your skin."

I rolled my eyes. I really didn't wanna talk to him. I am not your typical daddy's girl. Matter of fact, I'm not one at all. I could care less bout his ass. I grabbed my book bag and went upstairs into my bedroom. I dropped the bag to the floor and flopped down on the bed.

"Yayo. All I know is yayo.

Every time she hit the block, that hoe she be on go mode.

And if you try to holla, swear to God that be a no no."

"Hello?"

"Sup Rebecca."

I rolled over on my stomach. I knew that sexy voice from anywhere. "Matthew."

"Having your number in my phone and not using it was torturing me."

"You know, you could've just txt me."

"True, but I wanted to hear your voice."

I could sense him smiling and felt myself getting aroused from the thought. I giggled. "What do want Matthew?"

"You, but in a more serious note, let's talk about this project."

"Oh please! All he did was assign partners sweetie."

"Damn, pet names already. You move fast baby."

"Oh my god " I burst out laughing. "You need to stop."

He had me smiling so hard, my cheeks were hurting. "My bad ma."

"Yo, what's up with you and this "ma" though?"

"It's how I talk."

"And who you learn this from?"

"Football team."

"Sounds like something Hakeem would say."

"Naw, me and him don't really get along. We're like the modern day Titans, except we don't become brothers in the end."

I chuckled. "He's a lil rough around the edges."

"That's your man or something?"

"Eh, something like that."

"Oh mm gee, you haven't like DTR'ed?!"he said with a girly white voiced.

Lucky for me I know a lil IM. I giggled. "No we haven't defined the relationship."

"Good, that means I still have a chance."

"Boy please, don't you go with what's her name..um Brittany?"

"Yea that's bae til I get you."

"Oh no, I'm not home wrecker and isn't she the principal's daughter."

"I don't care. She played out anyway. It's so cliché how everybody thought we should be together, but shid I'm feelin you."

"Oh my god you sound just like a nigga bruh!"I laughed.

" Um...wait...you can say that?"

"Uh yes, I'm black. It's ok, but you better not."

"Iight, imma-"

"Matthew can you come help set the table!"

"Coming!"his deep voice boomed. "So I'll see you in the morning?"

"Yesss."

"Alright ma, save me a seat. Goodnight gorgeous."

"Night!"

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