Who am I? by Anonymous Anonymous (ebook e reader .txt) 📕

almost perfect nose that was not given to her by birth or God. Wow he moves quick I thought to myself.

Dante caught my gaze then smiled and nodded his head towards me as a way of greeting. I couldn't help, but smile even though I was not happy with what I was seeing. I know I shouldn't be jealous because he isn't my man, but still! Our little exchange was not missed by Brittney. She looked directly at me and gave me the dirtiest most scariest expression I have ever seen. Dante was completely oblivious to what was going on. Not backing down from her silent challenge, I gave her a dirty look of my own, which didn't compare to her's, but she still got the message. Then walked right out of the building without waiting for her response.

Ten minutes into my walk home I heard a car horn beep and a voice telling me to hop in. Recognizing that voice, which belonged to the guy who has been occupying my thoughts and dreams, I kept on walking. The loud music that was causing his car to vibrate became barely audible.

"Kierra", he shouted. I still kept on walking as if I did not hear him.

"I know you can hear me."

"May I help you", I replied turning around.

"we have a session today, remember?

"Oh my gosh we did, It totally slipped my mind" That was a total lie, but I knew without a doubt he believed it.

"Oh I guess, it's a good thing, since my sisters don't have their after school program today and are waiting for me to pick them up." He said this nonchalantly, but I could see a hint of hurt in his eyes.

"Great, you should probably get going, so you don't keep them waiting long.

He started up his car than stopped.

"you really forgot?".

"yes", I said softly.

"well we could still work while I babysit my sisters," he suggested hopefully.

While opening my mouth to give him an excuse on why i couldn't tutor him today a thought popped into my head, reminding me that I promised him that I would help him graduate.

"Ok" I said than opened the door and slid into the passenger seat.

The ride to Lincoln Elementary was seemed long and it was also silent. The girls were already waiting for their brother at the front of the building with a teacher beside them. As soon as they saw him they ran to him just like Mae had done the first time I met them.

"Dante", they screamed in unison.

"We want some ice cream, please!"

"I don't have any cash to spend on tooth decaying sweets," he told the girls.

"Please, Please, please!"

Dante looked as if he was about to cave, honestly who wouldn't, with these to sweethearts giving you the puppy look and adorable smiles.

"I know a great place that has the best ice cream, you might ever taste," I said

All three turned to me

"really?, ooh can we go please, Dante, please, please, please, with cherries on top?

with an exaggerated sigh he agreed, but not with out a comment.

"It seems as if I'm out numbered three to one". He said this as if he was not happy about his decision, but I knew from the twinkle in his eye that he is happy to oblige.

Barely waiting for the car to get properly parked, Mae and Nash happily and excitedly jumps out. They stop in the front of a store which has a house above it.

"This it, Mae asks

I scream", Nash reads.

"Yes this is it, and don't be scared with the screaming monster poster in the front window, it is very nice and comfy inside".


The girls without further hesitation, runs inside and goes straight to the counter, whispering to each other what they would like to order.


"Kierra, Dante", Nash called, waving me over to where they stood. Without hesitation I walked over to them. I knew that Dante was behind me, for I could sense his presence.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get any of that dripping mess on my carpet or anywhere in this car".

"Chill, bro it's just a car, Nash said, with a huge grin on her face.

"Just a car?". This right here is my baby and without her you girls would have to walk home everyday!"

Giggles erupted from both girls.

"You care more about your car than Kierra", Mae asked with a mischievous glint in her bright brown eyes.

"Lucky for me and Dante, his phone rang and without missing a beat he answered.

"Hello? Nah, Nah man I can't right now.i said i can't, you don't need to know the reason why. Yeah, for sure, I'll hit you up next week or something".

With an annoyed look on his face he ends the call and pulls up in front of his house. The girls slowly gets out of the car not wanting to get any on the seats and carpets also not wanting to lose there ice cream to the sidewalk.
Is this real?

"Your hair is so pretty", came a child's voice

Looking up I could see Mae staring at me with those big doe eyes and reaching out to touch my hair.

"Well thank you, Mae, even though it does not compare to those beautiful tresses of yours".

"my hair is horrible, if mom doesn't have time, which she never does, Dante over here braids my and Nash's hair for me and like I said they are horrible!.

"Hey", exclaimed Dante. They are not horrible.

"Yes they are, why do you think you have to constantly re-braid them?"

Dante fell silent then spoke.

"Well they don't look like a professional did them, but they do not look horrible." He said this as if he was trying to reassure himself he did a good enough job on braiding his sisters hair. A look that I have not seen on Mae's face before appeared. It brightened her whole face and made her seem like she knew came upon new found knowledge.

"Oh, No. She has an idea which I am sure will have a disastrous ending."

"Huh, I asked with a confused look on my face.

"Could you do our hair, Please, please please?"

I looked towards Dante and all he did was shrug his shoulders. There was no doubt in my mind that my answer would be yes. Mae obviously knew that, since she ran to the room she shared with her sister and yelled, "our hair isn't going to be horrible anymore!"

"You made their day", came a sweet seductive voice.That brought a smile to my face.

"I doubt that, the ice cream definitely made their day."

"hair means more to females than ice cream. In about four to five years they will stop eating carbs., he said with a shake of his head.

I busted out into fits of laughter.

"Although some of the girls at our school are like that, Nash and Mae are strong and will not give into the pressure of staying thin and they will remain strong.

"Yeah I pray they stay strong".

"Okay lets get back to work".

I began editing his English Essay paper. Realizing that he had not moved yet, I turned towards him. His gaze was roaming my face and rested on my lips. After what seemed like forever he leaned in, cupped my chin and then touched his lips to mine lightly about three or four times before going in for a slow, deep sensual kiss.

Remembering Nash and Mae were in the house,in their room, I pulled away.

"What is it?, Dante asks breathlessly.

"Your sisters are home"

"They're probably knocked out"

"Knocked out? What time is it?"

Taking out his phone and checking the time, he answered, six-fifteen".

I raised an eyebrow at him and said "you must be crazy to think they are asleep by now". As if to help prove her point, both girls came out, each carrying a case filled with hair supplies, accessories and products.

"Can you do our hair now, asked Nash.We founded all the stuff needed."

"I don't think that I can do ya'll hairs today", I said softly.

"Why", Mae wanted to know.

"Do you have a flat iron, heat protection spray, hair moisturizer and sheen spray to give your hair that healthy shine? Those are what I use to get my hair like this all bouncy, shiny and what not.

The girls shook their hair for every one of those items accept the first one, which was the flat iron.

"Well girls, that's why I can't today. And ya'll know I can define those cute curls of yours too, right?

"We want straight hair because our hair has never been straight before, but maybe next time you can define our curls", Mae inputted

"Come tomorrow, in the morning. Me, Mae and Dante are going to our grandma's house for a picnic. Grams used to do our hair, but now she has arthritis and can't do our hair that much anymore."

Without much thought to Nash's request I shook my head in agreement.

"Omg, this is so bea-u-ti-ful", Nash gushes, stretching the syllables of the word. "Thank you so very much Kierra."

"Your very welcome", I reply with a small laugh.

"me next, me next, said an impatient Mae.

A few hours later..

"Who done did ya'll hair, darlings", grandma Jemma asks the girls as she embraces them.

"Kierra", the girls answers in unison.

"Who"?

"Dante's girlfriend", Nash says in a matter of fact voice.

Grandma looks at Dante and so long and hard that she could tell her grandson is now embarrassed, for the expression on his face now resembles the one his father wore whenever he was embarrassed.

"Girlfriend?"

"Yes grams. She is also very pretty and has long beautiful hair", Mae adds.

"The girls went on to tell her all they knew and thought about Kierra."

Later after they had their picnic grandma Jemma pulled Dante aside.

"Girlfriend, huh?'

"It's not like that grams, Dante starts, She's just-"

"Just don't get her pregnant and don't toy with her emotions", she interrupts.

"Grandma! I'm not like that. there's no way I'm going to get her pregnant, i'm careful."

"Your father said the same thing"

"I'm not my father", he says with disgust in his voice.

"I know, and I think god everyday for that", she replies with a small smile.


I quickly hop off my bed almost falling to the ground, trying to get to my phone which lies on my desk."

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me Dante, I called because the girls want to see you so they asked me to call you and ask you if you wanted to chill with us today."

Aw I think to my self, he is a wonderful brother, always hanging out with them like this.
realizing I still haven't answered him and accept his offer, I told him yes. Dante on the other end of the phone let out a silent sigh of relief. He hasn't been able stop thinking about her and the kisses the shared.

"Cool, I'll pick you up in 10 minutes."

"sure thing", I say before pressing the red button on my Blackberry.

Hours later and finally home, I have to admit that I want to spend more time with the Jenkins crew. I don't want to just tutor Dante, I want to talk to him, exchange stories about life and other subjects of entertainment, and enjoy each others company, but i knew that was to much