After the comeback there is always an after party but this is not my celebration. It's the president's special day and we are suiting up as we head back to the city.The navy blue suit and tie with matching mustard leather shoes seems to fit me up as I take a look at the mirror leaving Michigan's jaw drop in my latest look. I felt awkward with it at the first, but she told me that it is perfect for me so I take the compliment and get satisfied with my choice of outfit.
But mines drops deeper the time Michigan dresses up with those pair of silver pointed toe t-strap matching her backless navy blue high low dress. Our outfit seems to fight with one color but we find it cute besides she's my plus one. well, that's what she just said as we head over to the salon for her hair makeover. She didn't wanted to spoil her look so she told me to come pick her up by 6 at her condo unit.
I still have five on my clock so I buy some time at the bookstore to check out for a gift for the president, I heard he loves reading novels and luckily I am a bookworm. At the corner of the bookshelves I am standing right now is a familiar posture of a woman having a little chat with the book seller. A flashback of the woman I saw somewhere pops up and turns out she is the woman I am looking for or is she?
There's one way to find out and that is to asked her. Her phone vibrates as I take the chase, the street is full of people I couldn't find her already , again.
The City of D.C is bigger than it used to be. Why? Because this city is busy than you could ever imagine and that's how it makes it bigger no wonder these crowd of people on the streets are like ants marching their way to their ant hill.
I bought the president one of my favorite book about Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. He was different from those white goons and I am pretty sure he will appreciate us even more with this special book.
But it's not just the president whom I planned for a surprise. A near jewelry shop caught my eye as I take a look at this red rubbies necklace shimmering and dazzling in gorgeousness. I know that it was the perfect gift for her.
I headed home to suit up by four and headed to Michigan's before six. I knocked on her door and got opened by this captivating woman , I almost did not recognize her.
Her upside down braid and bun doubles her look, plus that killer smile and asking me how does she look I just couldn't answer for I am stoned with amusement. She suddenly grab and sniff her way to the boquet of roses I just bought.
The White House is around the corner and I am still speechless as I drove my van while Michigan gets the feeling of excitement.
The mansion like is gigantic and a lot of high class people are present right now. The moment we took a step on the presidents red carpet, a lot of paparazzi's greeted us with flashes of lights. It was a new feeling for me for I grew up in a smaller group of society and social life.
The president seems to be talking to his amigos as soon as we enter the mansion. Bottled champagne and deliqant jazz music paves its way around the mansion. President Scott welcomed us once he turned his eyes to us.
"Dear friends, I would like to introduce you to Mr. Jordan , he is like a son to me, this kid is such a great child." President Scott compliments as he puts his right arm to Jordan's left shoulder.
He also took noticed of Michigan and welcomed her with a tease of made up love issues with me. Before it led to awkwardness I cut the conversation and gave him my present leaving him with gratitude.
"Mr. President, the first lady is ready to go" His assistant whispered and stated.
The president pardon his way to head over to the stage. Well, it's a stage of Mansion Runaway Steps.
"Everyone in my two and a half year of being your president. I wasn't open enough when it comes to my personal life."
"But right now I wanted to introduce to you my wife, the love of my life and the first lady of the States."
The people claps in harmony as the president came up with the surprise announcement.
"Ms. Brenda Scott"
My claps became dead as the people surrounding me freezes for awhile the moment the first lady walked down to give the president a hug and a wave to the people.
She is alive, she is my mother!
Michigan was also shocked and shakes my shoulder for like we have seen a ghost. Happiness couldn't afford to reach me for the beat in my heart get energized by her.
After the speech, I ran my way to her and for the first time since I was four years old our eyes met like it was yesterday's.
"Mom?"
She glanced her head and asked me with such confusement.
"Excuse me?"
She might not recognize me for it was like more than twenty years ago. I introduced myself but she told me that i'm mistaken and his son died twenty years ago. I felt a thorn in my heart once I heard it from her.
I tried to tell her what happened but a group of high officials came asking for her for the president is already finding her to introduce her to the others.
"Did you see that Mich? my mom is alive!, the queen of the sacred lives is still alive!" Jordan smiled
She hugged me and told me that I am still very lucky that my mom is still around and that my father would be happy as well. But I cannot believe that his second husband is the president of the united states. It was indeed a big world and a small world at the same time.
We sat down at the bench by the pool talking about my mom for a couple of minutes but Michigan told me to enjoy the rest of the night and just talk to my mother on the upcoming days. I agreed to her for this was not the right place to talk about my mother so I focus my attention to the president's ongoing birthday celebration and to Michigan as well. I'm just very pumped up that my mother is still alive.
Michigan pulled my hands and headed our way to the highest floor of the mansion wherein there was no one around but the boy who seems to light up the fireworks set up any minute now.
I think it was the right place to finally gave her my present. I took a step back and reach for her eyes telling her not to peek as soon as I ask her. I pulled off the black jewelry box and slide the red rubbies necklace around her neck.
"open your eyes"
Her face tilted down with a big smile on her face. She was charmed by my surprise and came out magnetizing my eyes the time she stared at me with her enthralling eyes.
"No one has ever gave me something very precious and special in my entire life."
She once again embraced me with this newly warm feeling that makes my blood rise into my veins. And from that very moment I know that it was something else.
I took a step closer to her and fixes her hair by her ear and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. The fireworks got lighted up in the sky after and became the first witness in our very first kiss.
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