Forever and a Day - By Jasmine Barber Page 0,25
I’m here to prove you wrong. I mean if you would give me the chance.”
-Kris
Brielle decided that she would leave work early and go get some lunch and get her nails done. It was Thursday so her usual nail salon shouldn’t be crowded if the kids were at school and most people were still at home. She had almost a twenty-five minute drive from Secaucus to Newark.
Her mom and her lived in Newark all of her life until she went off to college. She never would forget where she came from because that made her the woman she was today. She was so focused on getting out of Newark that she didn’t realize that she would miss it when she finally left.
Just as Brielle was walking in the nail salon her cell phone began ringing and Kiyan’s picture popped up.
“Hey Light Bright,” Brielle smiled.
“You’re gonna stop calling my ass that,” Kiyan laughed.
“Yeah right. I’m going to always call you that. If you were any lighter, you would be transparent.”
Kiyan began laughing, Brielle was funny on the low and he loved that about her. The fact that their friendship was strong bought a smile to his face.
“Yeah iight, but what are you doing tonight? Are you trying to go out?”
“Aww that would be cool, but I have plans for the night.”
“Oh iight, we’re still on for the game tomorrow night right?”
“Yupp, I can’t wait. My Knicks are going to beat your Nets ass and you know it.”
“Sayless. We’ll see tell your girls I said wassup when you get with them later.”
“I’m actually not going out with the girls tonight,” Brielle said while picking out a new color nail polish.
“Oh!”
“I have a date with someone I met at the gym,” Brielle said realizing that this conversation was getting awkward.
“Cool, have fun. Call me if you need or want me to handle ole boy,” Kiyan said.
“Okay, talk to you later,” Brielle said hanging up the phone.
To say that Kiyan felt some type of way was an understatement. He was straight confused as to why Brielle was going out on dates, but she wouldn’t even give him another chance. He decided that he had no right to feel some type of way because if she was willing to move on, then he was willing to let her go.
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Brielle was at home getting ready for her date. She was trying to decide if she would go causal or dressy causal. She decided to text Kris to ask him about where they would be going tonight.
Me: Hey Kris. Just wondering where we would be going tonight.
Kris: Hello Miss lady. I figured we could have dinner at Masina Trattoria.
Me: Never been there. How is the dress code?
Kris: No real dress code, maybe you could go casual. Whatever that means for you.
Me: Okay, cool.
Kris: Would you like to give me your address now? So I could pick you up?
Me: No need. I’ll meet you at the restaurant. I’ll google the address.
Kris: If that’s what you want to do, I won’t complain. Meet me there at 7?
Me: 7 will be perfect. I’ll meet you there.
After reading this text message, Brielle decided she would go simple and wear a pair of light blue jeans, a peach cami tank top, a brown knitted sweater, and her brown knee high boots. She decided to put a little make up on to enhance her face. She put on her clothes and began to comb out her hair. She looked at the clocked and noticed that it was 6:20. Since the restaurant was about 20 minutes away she decided if she left in 10 minutes she could make perfect time.
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By the time Brielle pulled up at the restaurant, she noticed that Kris was standing on the side next to valet parking. Brielle noticed that he didn’t know the definition of casual because he had on a navy blue suit with a white buttoned up shirt and a navy blue tie. Now she felt underdressed and she wanted to go home.
“Hey you,” Kris offered a hug.
“Hi Kris, Brielle hugged him and asked, how come you told me casual and you went dressy?”
“I’m sorry for that, a meeting at work ran over and I came straight here from work.”
“I feel underdressed.”
“Don’t, I will take off the jacket and tie,” Kris offered.
“Maybe that will work”
Brielle and Kris went into the restaurant. Brielle was impressed. The restaurant was very nice for this not to be fancy. It had a shiny, black walls and a hell of a view.