Adventures with Kayla

Those of you reading know that on occasion, my cousin and I hang out together, even if its just briefly.

At about 8 or so, I got a call from her asking to hang out.  She has my other cousin’s baby daughter, Lorelei.  After about 20 min of goofing off at my place, we head out.

Driving down highway 74, her mom calls and we have to take Lorelei back to Kayla’s house.

After we do that, we stop by Ruby Tuesday’s to see Kayla’s boyfriend.  He’s hot.  He has gorgeous eyes and he’s a little chunky, but adorable.  I hope she keeps him around.

But while we were waiting on TJ to come out, this one guy comes outside from the place, he works there.  He stops at Kayla’s black beetle and starts talking to us.  He’s like “I need a smoke after dealing with that place.  We have a party for a kid in there and this black guy is swearing and calling this girl a bitch and threatening to beat on her.  I just had to get out of there.”  We say its all good and introduce ourselves.  His name is Derek.  He’s FUCKING HOT AND CURSES LIKE A SAILOR WITH A LARGE VOCABULARY!  (For those of you that are familiar with my area of NC, you understand that everyone here thinks a book is mostly for kindling or coasters or a chew toy for their dog or shit material for their pet cages.)

After we see TJ, we head to Wally World.  Its the only mother fucker open at this time.  We go in, Kayla and I have a discussion and I point out that all I can get is old men with no teeth, toothless idiots, black guys, and minors.  As soon as I finish explaining that, she says “That old guy, that we just walked past, checked you out.  YOU AIN’T LYIN’!” and laughs about it, I do too.

We buy the drinks we came to get and Kayla and I are hanging out at her car while she smokes.  A black guy is in an old school 80’s mustang and blaring some music.  Kayla’s dancing and singing along.  From behind me I hear a snicker and a chuckle.  I look back, its a 30-35 year old black man watching us as he gets in his car.  Kayla laughs and apologizes.  He asks what I had a feeling he would “How old are you, girls?”  Kayla responds with her age “18!”  He says “I was going to ask you if you wanted to party, but you’re too young.”  HE THOUGHT I WAS 18!  FUCK.  YES.

Then we get in Kayla’s car and we speed down the boulevard to my house.  I was gone for an hour.  1 mother fucking hour.  The shit that would happen if I were around Kayla more often would be some fucking craziness!  FUCKING!  CRAZINESS!  I seriously wish I could be around her for longer than a hour. :P