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Nisey's (NEE-SEE) Face Claim: Your Personal Preference
Karsonique's (Car-Suh-Nick) Face Claim: Your Personal Preference
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I SAT IN MY MOM'S ROOM LISTENING to the Bluford Series audio book. It was routine for us to listen to it after she had her lunch.
This book was amazing so far, both me and her intrigued. We were listening to Secrets in the Shadows and just when Roylin was about to open the body-like bag, someone knocked on the door. I groaned and paused it.
"We were just about to get to the good part," I mumble to my mom. "Come in."
We watch the door open and it was Nique and I become nervous.
"Yes?" I say.
"I needa steal you right quick. Hey ma." My mom waves.
"Okay. I'll be right back," I exit the room, softly closing the door behind me and Nique gestures for me to follow her. I reluctantly do so. We end up in her office which I've never been in before and she sits down but I just stand awkwardly.
She swung side to side in her rolling chair, her gaze hard. "Come 'ere." I hesitatingly approach her and she makes me straddle her. I immediately place my head in the crook of her neck, not being able to bear being in her presence. It was silent until she spoke again. "Why you been avoidin' me?"
I shrug.
"You do know ma. Look at me." I do so. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Afta I kissed you you started bein' distant. Something is wrong." I stared at her, surprised at how calm she was. Am I dreaming again?
She sighs with a nod. "Aight. Youn gotta say nothing. Get up and go sit down."
