Summer break is almost over but before it all ends mommy and daddy wanted to visit daddy's family in his hometown Houston,Texas for the annual Dubois family reunion. Gwen and Theodore DuBois are my daddys parents but i call them my Gigi and PawPaw. Pawpaw and Gigi are from New Orleans but moved to Texas when they got married and raised their children here but Pawpaw passed away when I was 7.
My father was the youngest of 6 kids, Tara,Tami,Theo jr,Trina and my dads twin brother Timothy.
The Dubois had many grandkids but there's one I always loved the most. My favorite cousin Mallorie DuBois.
My father Tom and my uncle Tim are closer than close. When they both had daughters the same year they wanted us to share that same connection. They raised us like sisters even tho we live in different states.
It worked because we didn't think of each other as cousins and we loved each other.
"Well look a here there go Tom and my teedy baybe." My gigi greeted us in her Louisiana accent and that embarrassing nick name.
"Teedy" is technically a name people from NOLA call their aunts. When I was little I called everyone teedy and the name just stuck on. Now I hate it.
"Well don't just stand there girl. Come ova here and give yo big Gigi some sugar."I hugged Gigi and she gave me a big wet kiss on the cheek. Gigi always smelled like peppermint and lemons.
"Now I'll be here with ya momma and daddy. Go take ya suitcase in the back with Lori(Mallorie)"
"Ok Gigi." I did as I was told and went to go find my cousin.When Mallorie and I was together everything was awesome.
Mallorie is very kind,witty and an overall really cool girl. She doesn't judge me for being naive and she always has my back. But she's also a stab to my self esteem. She was everything I wasn't. Monoracial, confidence and she had an energy about her that attracted everyone. She wasn't a over the top freak like me. Black people,white people and people of all backgrounds LOOOVED Mallorie. Our aunts and cousins included. They gave her everything.
She was beautiful too and had a speaking voice of a princess. Her dark skin was was the color of berries, perfectly shaped lips,skinny and big brown eyes. We both had type 4 hair.
Secretly I envied her.
It was always about her.We had our dolls, Miss.Wellington and Mary Lou, beside each other while we played board games. I couldn't focus on the game because I was thinking about Huey. I would've called but he was out of town as well. The Freemans are on vacation in Miami for some kind of "Do it big" trip. To be honest I missed him. I had gotten used to his presence and I was having withdrawals.
"Jazmine!" She called "What's the matter? You haven't said anything since you've been here."
"Huh? Nothing. I just have a lot on my mind."
"Like what? Tell me."
"It's nothing really. Let's get back to the game."Of course my cousin was being curious and was just dying to know. So she asked the first question to pop up in her head.
"Is it a boy?"
And she had to be right.
"Why?"
"Just a guess. Is it?"
"Yeah. He's my friend."
"Tell me about him."
"No I don't wanna bother."
"Come on please?"
"Fine then. Here it goes."Right there I opened up to Mallorie about Huey. She scrunched her face when I told her the times I was sad cause of him.
"I mean i agree with Cindy. If he was really your friend he would respect you. He sounds rude."
"He's a little grumpy but he's smart,funny,strong and he says I should like being black and he makes me feel good about my hair sometimes."
"But friends don't put us down and criticize us. Non of my friends here have done that."
" But I really really like him. I've never met anyone like him before. Everyday I'm around him he teaches me something new. He can get better. I know he can."
"I just think he's a little mean."
"But he's not. He just wants someone to listen to him but nobody would so he gets frustrated. He has potential to do a lot someday and I want to be right there with him."
"Ok I understand but I don't want to see you get hurt. My daddy said if a boy breaks my heart he's going to march over there and break his face."
I giggled. Uncle Tim is a lieutenant in the army so whoever gets a hold of Mallorie will have to answer to him. Boy I'd pay good money to see that."Can we get back to our game?"
"Sure but let's play something else. Mary Lou wants to play cards with miss.wellington."
"Alright that's good. Shall we play uno or go fish?"
"How bout spades?"
"No my daddy says I can't play that game."
"Why?"
"Something about getting toes or something."
She raised her eyebrow in confusion and then just shook her head.
"Well we can just play uno. It's fun"
Huey played uno with me once.
Jeez! Now I'm thinking about him again. Mallorie could see it too. So much that she had to call me out again."JAZMINE!"
"Did I do it again?"
"Yes!"
"I'm sorry."
"You really care about this boy a lot?"
"He's been through a lot and I just wanna be there for him."
"Why? Would he do the same for you?"
"I don't know..he could protect me, teach me and comfort me while I take care of him, cheer him on and give him hugs. We could do a lot for each other one day."
"Well said but like what? What could you do for him?"I had to think about it even tho I already knew exactly what I wanted when I first met him. Once I say this I was officially making a vow to him and myself to change him.
"I can fix him."
End chapter
Mallorie will be back in Act II. I'm sleepy so leave a comment and vote ❤️Lil Mallorie=Lyric Hurd
Lil Jaz= Harper grace robinson. Yes that is just a ghetto screenshot from Netflix dear white people on my flat screen tv
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