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Chapter 8

Kayleigh had some important business to take care of, so she had to take off. I wasn't ready to go into the house and deal with my mother so Amarillo and I spent the rest of the night at the beach, talking.

It feels like I've known him my entire life. I told him about my parents and why they are against me dating a black man. I told him how everything started off sweet but turned sour quick because I ended up becoming nothing more than a point to prove to Christian. I told him how I was forced, beaten into pretending to love him afterward even when I knew I didn't.

I cried a lot and he lent me his shoulder to for my tears to fall on. He asked me out on a date on Friday night, of course, I agree to go. Thankfully my mother was already asleep when I got home a little after midnight.

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It's Friday night,  and I have no idea what to wear. I changed my outfit four times already and I'm still not satisfied with the outfit I have on, I have to change again. Gosh! Why am I so nervous about what to wear? If Amarillo really likes me then what I have on will not matter to him.

"Girl. If you change one more time, the date will over by the time you get there." Kayleigh tease.

I decided to get ready at Kayleigh's house because I didn't feel like hearing my mother's mouth or seeing her face when she saw a black man pull up to her house, boy I would've heard her mouth for days. I told Kayleigh about my mother and her personal vendetta against blacks, specifically black man.

"Sorry. I just want everything to go perfect."

"And it will. Trust Me." Kayleigh puts her hands on my shoulder. She shakes my shoulders a little to help relieve the jitters and says, "Just Breathe. If he cares more about what you have on and how you look on the outside, then he's a douche and just want what every other guy does."

"Sex." we both say at the same time.

"Right." I nod.

It's going on 7:15, Amarillo should be here in a few minutes. I've finally decided on the perfect outfit. I decided to put on a Burgundy sweater with a black skaters skirt. Kayleigh insisted that I not wear any leggings up under my skirt, but I'm not going into this date expecting for us to do it right in his car. My first time was not as special as it should've been, so I'm doing a do-over and I want my do-over to be special and beautiful. I want to make sure that we are both on the same page before I throw myself at him.

So, I decided to wear some black tights under my skirt with some brown comfortable wedges because I just don't do those long inch heels. No!

I had my hair styled in a puffy but color look. I on my favorite burgundy lipstick and I have my fake septum piercing in.

Kayleigh begins to observe me. She then starts to make this sizzling sound.

"Damn. You're are hot queen." I smile.

"Really? Thanks."

"If Amarillo doesn't act right I will." Kayleigh says playfully.

"Damn. I look that hot."

"Yes!"

The DOORBELL RINGS.

"And I'm straight." I assure.

"I am too, but I'd go that way for you." her and I both laugh.

"Kayleigh, Naomi Amarillo's here." Kayleigh's mom hollers up from the bottom of the stairs.

"Okay. Well, be right down mom!"

"You go ahead. I'll be right there."

"Okay."

Kayleigh heads down the stairs and I check myself one more time in the mirror.

"Please let him be the one." I look at the ceiling and silently pray.

I grab my brown bag to match my shoes and head down the stairs.