"Have you been kissed before?" He asked. My heart started beating fast. Oh my gosh. He does know. He heard me this morning. Okay, Sabrina just be cool about it."
"I'm gonna get dress and we can head to your house," Sabrina said to me.
"Okay," I said following her to her room.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm going to sit in your room," I said.
"But I'm about to change," she said.
"Okay, I will close my eyes," I said and she chuckle.
"Please don't look. I'm not comfortable yet," she said.
"I won't," I said and close my eyes.
"Okay. Damn! I still have to look for something to wear," she said.
"Let me pick out your clothes," I said.
"Oh, gosh," she said.
"Hey, I got good taste," I said and she chuckle.
"Okay," she said and sat on the bed. I looked through her clothes and I pulled out a Chris Brown shirt.
"You like C. Breezy?" I asked.
"That's my husband," she said making a face. I laughed. "But I'm not wearing that. I've worn it too many times."
"Okay," I said and put it back. I pulled out a yellow sweatshirt, with ripped jeans and her white vans high tops.
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"You do have taste," she said and I plucked her head. "Ouch."
"Okay, get dress," I said and close my eyes. After a few minutes.
"You can open your eyes," she said. I opened it and she was stand there looking at herself on the body mirror. I came behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. "Should I put my hair in a puff or leave the Afro."
"You look fine as hell with a Afro, but you're meeting my mom, so let's do puff," I said and she nodded. She walked away from my embrace and went to her dresser and grabbed her ponytail holder and put her hair up.
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