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14: Tiesha And The Job

"Hey, Mami."

"Hey Papi, how you doing?"

"Nigga's good. Wassup with ya?"

"Nothing, been out here trying to get work."

"Ya don't need no work, how many times I gotta tell ya that?"

"Lowe..." Tiesha drawled.

"Fine buh I hope ya don't get one."

"Lowe!"

He laughed and cleared his throat. "So Kiesha's going to college."

"Hmmm." She said as she turned the macaroni.

"Dorm huh?"

"Yeah, she gotta stay in the dorm one year before she can move out."

"Imma get her the best. Put some people on her tail."

"Don't spoil her Lowe, she's going to college. She gotta learn how to manage. Don't go giving her money anytime she say Bubba."

"Heard you mami. She there?"

"Hold on," she placed the phone away from her ear and screamed. "Kiesha!"

"What?!" She yelled back.

"LaKiesha, get your spoilt ass here!"

Kiesha came down grumbling and Tiesha passed her the phone. "Hello? Bubba!" Her face lit up.

"I'm fiinnee. Yeah, I'm leaving on Sunday."

"I want a BMW."

"No cars!" Tiesha yelled and Kiesha groaned.

My allowance is with her?!" Kiesha had a look of horror. "Bubba," she whined.

"Bye, i love you." She gave the phone to her older sister and went back to her room.

After a while, she came out all dolled up. "Imma head out."

"Where you going?"

"Out with friends."

"Friends huh? IIhope them friends ain't trying to get in your pants."

"Ky'Mon is a friend and he trying to get in yours."

Tiesha glared at Kiesha who shrugged. "Just saying."

"Ky'Mon is a potential boyfriend, your friends ain't even near potential boyfriends. I better not catch you fucking lil street boys, or imma report you to Lowe."

"I'm going to college, how would y'all know?"

Tiesha rolled her eyes and ignored her. "Cash?" She asked.

"Got it." Kiesha replied.

"Phone?"

"With me and your number is on speed dial so bye." She kissed Tiesha's cheek then turned to leave.