This is the story of Amiya Nnaji, a 16 year old high schooler living in Kingston, Jamaica.
Follow her on her journey; learning how to deal with puberty, fake friendships, betrayals, love & self awareness.
As I hover around my mom's closet helping her get dress. Today was my parents 10 years anniversary! Wow, how time flies. My mom is drop dead gorgeous as she checked herself out in the mirror.
"MOM! Turn around and pose." I said and she obliged. "Yessss goodie!"
I took a quick pic and posted it on PPP . Thirty eight never looked so good! It's Christmas break so no school for me and I had the house to myself - well not really Mrs Aarons is still here. My parents will be gone for a week on a cruise. I told my mom that I will be staying at Mira's house, I texted already her the details so we have a solid plan. I will be spending this week with Dmitry, if everything goes correctly.
"Girl, put down that phone and leave me alone" yelled my mother. I was trying to get some more pics of her but she wouldn't allow me to.
"Mom, your fire!" I teased her, but she was not having it. "How did you know that dad was the right man for you?" She stopped getting ready and held both of my arms as we sat on a ottoman,
"The day when I saw that he loves you as much as he loves me. I remember when you were four you had a terrible fever I had taken you to the hospital and I was sent home with medication." She sighed and continued "I tried to make you calm down but you wouldn't stop crying. So I called him and told him that I need help. He didn't hesitate, he came over" she paused and clear her throat. I saw tears appearing in the corner of her eyes.
"Awww mama, don't cry" I whispered as I wiped a tear from her eye.
"He held you the whole night while I rest. When I woke up, you no longer had a fever and you were fast asleep on Senior's chest and so was he. That's when I knew that I found a good man" she end the flashback. "Amiya, when your ready to date find a man that will love you unconditionally"
"I will mom" I smiled and hugged her.
"Hand me my purse, the car is going to be here any time soon" she sniffled.
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"Make yourself at home" said Dmitry. I walked into his apartment and looked around. The typical man cave - everything was so dark. He walked over to the stereo and turned it on. "Come here" he said with his arm stretched out to me. I walked over and put my hands in his. We danced and then I remembered what my mom said to me earlier, I felt my face getting hot as my mood change so I pull away from him.
"What are we doing?" I asked.
"Babe, we're dancing. What do you mean?" He answered.
"No! Like this thing! What are we doing?" I said puzzled as I paced back and forth. "If my dad finds out about you he will hurt you. I wouldn't want anything happen to you. I don't know what I would do if I los-"
