Qwan - 17
Jada - 17
QWAN'S POV//
I grabbed Jada's hand and led her through the new crowd of folks in this movie theatre. We had just got done seeing Madea's Baptism and I was hollering the entire time. Funniest movie ever. Jada squeezed my hand tighter and I looked down into her pretty, big brown eyes. She looked up at me and smiled, that smile that had me in love at first sight. That's corny, I know, but this girl right here.. got me feeling thangs. She stood onto her tippy toes and kissed my lips and I felt a surge of guilt in my heart. You see, our relationship is sort of based off a small lie. Well, it's not so small, it's actually a major thing. Jada thinks I'm a guy, but I'm not. That's just what I identify myself as until I'm old enough and can afford the surgery to make the full transition. I have everyone fooled besides my closest friends and the people who have access to my birth certificate.
I let go of her hand so that I could dig in my back pocket for my car keys. I unlocked the door and we both got in. As soon as the car started, our ears were met by Kendrick Lamar's 'Keisha's Pain' playing full blast. I didn't bother to turn it down, It's Jada's favorite song and she would've had a whole fit.
I nodded my head as she rapped along with Kendrick perfectly. She had to be his number one fan; the girl was nearly obsessed. It made me a little jealous sometimes. I came to a stop light and she turned the music down some. A cute lesbian couple made their way across the street. Jada turned to me.
"Bae, what do you think of gay girls?"
I tried to keep my face unreadable. "Eh, I don't got a problem with em. Why?"
"Just wondering. I'm cool with everybody but personally I couldn't be with no damn girl." she said, laughing hard.
By the look on my face you would think somebody slapped me straight across the face. She stopped laughing and gave me a serious look. "What's wrong Qwan?"
I shook my head and forced a smile, turned the music back up, and drove towards my house.
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I unlocked the door and let her walk in first. We were greeted by my mama who was sitting on the couch doing my lil sister's hair. Jada went over to hug both of them. I smiled and went to the kitchen to grab some snacks for us since she was gonna be spending the night. I always wondered how her mama was okay with her spending the night over a "boy's" house but everyone's parenting styles are different. She says her parents aren't into her life like they should be.
I grabbed some chips, candy, and soda and tried to make my way upstairs without hearing my mama's mouth.
"Qwan, have you told her yet?"
Damn.
"What you mean mama?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Don't play dumb girl. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Have you told her that you are not a boy?"
"Well, I haven't exactly got around to it just yet."
"If not now then when? You can't keep this from her. You say you care for her so much, yet you're lying to her every day. I didn't raise you to be a liar, child."
I hung my head in shame. "I know mama. But, I really got strong feelings for Jada and if she finds out about me she might not wanna be with me anymore."
"Qwanasia, if she doesn't wanna be with you after she finds out, then the love isn't true. Why would you wan't something that ain't real?"
I hated when she called me by my full name. But, I guess she's right. "Okay, I'll tell her tonight."

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Historia CortaIf I had a daughter, I wonder what I'd call her? 9 months after I fucked you on the beach I guess I'd call her karma. -Frank Ocean