Knock! Knock!
Grabbing two twenties from her purse, she prepared herself for a quiet night of spider rolls and Netflix.
DECEMBER 31, 2010
3:25 PM
Sabine spent the whole winter break alone. It was now New Year’s Eve and Narri was insisting she come to back campus, and they bring it in together.
“No, stay with your parents, Nar, I promise I’m fine.”
“Had I known you didn’t come home; I would’ve never left! I can’t believe you!”
“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t deal with my family. Acting as if everything is perfect when it’s far from it. Do you know my dad actually called and said I offended my mom?”
“What? Marie?—”
“No, he was not referring to Marie.”
“Oh my gosh, are you serious?! I’m so sorry friend. Please…let me come there and we can watch the ball drop together, kiss like we always do?—”
“Now you are not supposed to be repeating that!”
“Well shit, there isn’t anyone around and I am not ashamed of kissing my best friend in the whole entire world.”
Sabine smiled appreciating Narri more than she knew.
“I promise, I will drive there New Year’s Day, and we can get a room somewhere and kiss all you want.”
“Okay! You better not stand me up!”
“I won’t lezzy.”
“Again, I’m not ashamed,” Narri repeated, and Sabine knew she was telling the truth. They somewhat “experimented” as teenagers. They practiced kissing on one another and Narri swore she’d yet to meet a man that kissed better than Sabine. It was a secret they kept because no one would understand their dynamic. They weren’t lesbians or even had those type of feelings for each other nor the opposite sex, they simply liked kissing.
Sabine would never admit to Narri that Adair had knocked her out of the water.
6:33 PM
“Shoot, shoot, shoot!”
Adair was trying to Skype with her and the jig would surely be up. She didn’t want him to know she stayed home nor explain why. He knew about her family but not everything in depth.
The call stopped then started again at the same time she received a text.
Adair: Answer the muthafuckin phone!
Sabine unhooked her laptop running to her dining room table. She set the computer facing the chair closest to the wall that had nothing on it hoping he wouldn’t be able to tell she’d never went anywhere.
“Hey!” she waved, a little out of breath from holding it while panicking.
“Sup baby, look,” Adair turned the camera. “Say hi to momma.”
“Your mom—hello…” Sabine smiled not believing she was meeting his mother. She repeatedly ran her messy hair behind her ears. “Hello ma’am, how are you?”
“Ma’am! You can call me Pam girl, I’m just as young as you.”
“Ma, go head wit that.”