The girl looked into the house. She thought about if she knock or go back to her hotel room at the Motel 6. She had mid to dark caramel skin, light brown eyes, and black hair with red streaks in it. She took a deep breath before she knocked. Did he still live here? It's had been about 9 years since she'd him. Her thoughts were interrupted but by the opening of the door. She ran her fingers through the middle of her head pushing her hair away from her face. "Hi Mrs. D," she smiled to the light skinned woman with light brown straight hair and natural blond-ish highlights.
"Imani is that you. After all these years," Mrs. Danforth said astonished as she hugged the teenager. "How have you been all these years? Doing well in school, I know. I remember you used to come over here every time you got a report card and show me straight A's. And still singing as well I'm guessing. I remember you used to love being in the church choir, singing those solos."
"We'll I try," she smiled. "I was wondering if Chad was here," she asked as she scratched the back of her neck still trying to keep the same smile on her face.
"Well go on up the stairs he's the second door on the right, if you reach the bathroom you've gone to far. You should be able to smell his socks from the hall," Mrs. Danforth joked.
"Thanks, Mrs. D; I won't be here long," Imani smiled as she ran up the stairs.
She knocked on the door. She took another deep breath. The door opened and she saw a light skinned boy with a voluminous mid-brown afro. Imani smiled gently. "Do I know you?" Chad asked as he looked her.
"Wow, what a welcome," she said sarcastically. "You don't recognize me?" She looked at the blank expression on his face. "You haven't changed a bit. It's me Imani from when we were kids." It didn't surprise her much. She had grown a lot. She had flipped out her hair and put red streaks in it. She was a lot older and she'd filled out in the right places. She didn't look like the same hip-hop street tomboy she was years ago.
"Is that you?" Chad asked stepping closer to her. She took a step back and answered. She had a problem with people getting to close to her
"We'll it ain't the Easter bunny is it," she said rudely before she smiled and hugged him. She laughed "I'm kidding."
"I didn't recognize you. You look…wow… You look completely different," Chad said stumbling for words.
"Well are you gonna invite me in or am I gonna have to force myself in," she joked. He moved away from the doorway to let her in. She walked into the room. She ran her fingers across the wooden dresser. She glanced down and saw a picture of a girl. She had shoulder-length black hair with a lime-green headband in it. She had on a lime-green deep cut v-necked baby-tee shirt with a white and black polka-doted under-laying the green one; the girl in the photo also had in big gold hoops. She picked up the framed-photo. "Who's this girl?" she asked looking at the photo then at Chad.
"Oh that's Taylor, my girlfriend," Chad said looking at her and then towards the ground.
"Well she's pretty and that banner says 'Scholastic Decathlon Champions' so I'm guessing she's pretty smart," Imani said putting the picture down.
"Yeah, she's pretty awesome,"
"Well I gotta go, Chad, but I hope I can see you again," she walked out of his room, down the stairs, and out the door.