Amina Johnson
I pulled into my mama's driveway, behind my grandma's all black Mercedes-Benz S-Class. She got out of her car started to dramatically lock the car doors.
"Nana, no one is going to rob you," I told her while giggling and she gave me a pointed look.
"I don't put anything against these crazy people today." She commented back while looking around, her London accent showing.
She walked up to the front door with me following around and was about to knock but the door opened.
"Amina!" My mama screamed and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. I took this moment and inhaled her warm, sweet scent. I've missed her too, although I'll never admit that in front of my grandma.
"I've missed you." She told me with a wide smile, looking pretty as ever, when she pulled away and I smiled back. I was thankful to be here, after all these years.
"Mother." She greeted my nana in a strained voice, as they both shared a look of envy. These two have a very dysfunctional relationship.
"Kimberly." My grandma answered back in the same voice, I could see she was mentally rolling her eyes. I took this time to study my grandma. She was in her late 50's, nearing 60. But she looked good, like a Naomi Campbell. Gorgeous with her slanted eyes, small nose and beautiful lips. She had a minimal amount of wrinkles and kept her self up weekly with her hair, nails, and expensive clothing choices.
"Come in." My mama offered, with a longing look in her eyes, which was cut short by Nana's response.
"Oh no, I was actually going to leave." She responded looking at her Apple watch and I gave her a confused look, wondering what the hell she was talking about.
"Okay..." My mom trailed off in a confused tone, I could see she was wondering why but didn't want to feel as if she was kissing my grandmother's ass.
"I'll call you later, Mimi. If you change your mind, you know where I stay." My grandma turned to me and gave me a tight hug and kiss on the cheek. I gave her a long hug back, taking this chance to inhale her Chanel perfume she sprays on daily.
"Love you," I called out to her as I watched her walk towards her car in her all white outfit with a cream colored fur coat over it with some matching cream colored red bottoms to match.
"Love you too, darling." She answered back with all 32 showing, I could sense she was a little sad and it hit a pang in her heart. I know she was disappointed in me for deciding to stay with mother, for the first time in years.
"I wonder why she left so quick." My mama asked once she pulled out the driveway, but deep down we both knew why.
"I don't know any more than you do," I answer back and she nodded and pulled me into the house.
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It was about 8 o' clock at night and I and my mama were sitting and eating Chinese food while catching up on old times. It was like how it used to be, Chinese food has always been a comfort food of ours. She gave me a tour of this beautiful 4 bedroom, 4 bathroom house. It had upstairs second level and a basement. My mother has done well these past years.
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Fantasy18-year-old Amina Johnson grew up in the wealthy side of New York. She was homeschooled all her life, she didn't have very many friends, all she had was her grandma. She was naive in every which of way, which could be good and bad. When her mom ge...