Everything I Wanted

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"Pleaseeeee Imani. Serenity bailed on me now I have no one to go with and I already booked a reservation for 2" Neveah said following me around my apartment.

I threw my head back with a groan, "Neveah you know I don't like those fancy restaurants". She rolled her eyes, "You don't like anything".

I shrugged, then pulled myself up to sit on my marble counter top. "You don't like fancy restaurants but you sure do love fancy apartments" Neveah says looking around my medium sized apartment.

I'd like to think of myself as pretty well of, especially for someone my age. I've accomplished a lot since high school. I'm 27 with my own clothing line. I make clothes for very wealthy people which makes me a ton of money.

"I guess. All the people at those kind of restaurants are snotty and rude. They think just because their rich they don't have to respect people" I say with a scowl on my face. Neveah sighs.

"I know but please. I've never had brunch with mimosas." She says with a frown and puppy dog eyes. I let out a long exaggerated groan.

"Fine! When is it?" I say throwing my hands up.

"Tomorrow".

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The next day

I don't even know how to dress for these stupid things. I walk in my closet and start rummaging through my clothes. Minutes later and I still have nothing.

I sit on the end of my bed and let out a deep breath, maybe I'm trying too hard. I walk in my closet once more and start searching for something dressy but no too much.

^I found it. The perfect dress that hugged my body just right. Sometimes it was hard to find clothes that actually fit me, I had wide hips with some stomach and b cup boobs. I definitely wasn't an hour glass, that's for sure.

My body type and my struggle to find clothes that fit me is what inspired me to start my own clothing line. I didn't expect it to take off as it did but I'm damn sure happy it did.

I had on a straight haired black wig with red highlights running through it. I brushed it up into a bun and pulled two pieces of hair out in the front. I didn't feel like putting on makeup so I just lined my lips and applied lip gloss.

I checked the time and it was 12pm, I was a bit mad that I had to wake up so early but I just shrugged it off. I grabbed my keys off the nightstand and made my way to the front door. My phone began to vibrate as Neveah's caller id appeared.

"I'm on my way out now" I walked out locking my door behind me. "Actually I just pulled up, I think it would be better if we just rode together" I rolled my eyes. "Of course you do"

Walking up to my car I already see Neveah standing next to it, "I'm sorry Imani but I just love your car so much" She says opening the passenger seat door.

I crank up the car and turn on the radio, Neveah connects her phone and plays some Nicki of course. About 15 minutes later we arrived at the restaurant and off rip all I saw was caucasians.

I threw my head back and sighed..

Lord please give me the strength.

"Yay! We're here, hopefully i'll find me a wealthy white man" Neveah smiled stepping out of the car. I soon joined her and we made our way up to the front.

"Hello! Do you two have a reservation" The lady asked, she was very beautiful. "Yes in fact we do! It should be under the name Britney" I roll my eyes at the fake name that Neveah always unnecessarily uses.

"Ah here we go! Britney you and your friend can follow me" We both nod and began to follow the beautiful lady. We were seated outside which I appreciated, maybe the sun would help me stay awake.

"Isn't this exciting?!" Neveah smiled. "Not really" I shake my head with my lips pulled in. She rolled her eyes, "Can you at least pretend it is?". I sigh then nod. No point in being miserable the whole time, might as well try to enjoy it.

We order our first round of mimosas and it actually tastes good, I expected it to taste bitter. "This is good but it's heavy on my bladder" I joke. "I know right! You can go to the bathroom first, i'll order for both of us" I nod then stand up.

Half way on my way to the bathroom I realize I still have the fucking mimosa in my hand. I turn around sharply and without paying attention to what's in front on me I bump into a hard wall.

Great. Now it's all over me, I look up to see a hand holding out for me. I grab the hand and stand up,  I guess it wasn't a walk after all. "I-I'm so sorry. I should've been paying more attention. I'm s-sorry" I furrow my eyebrows, why is he so panicked?

"Sir. It's okay, I was heading to the bathroom anyways i'll just clean up there." I reassure him. "Y-You shouldn't have to deal with that. I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I should've been paying more attention but I really had to pee" I joke but he doesn't laugh. "O-Ok i'm just gonna go" He nods and I turn back around for the bathroom.

Awkward...

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New plot, kinda nervous