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GREEN Chapter Three
Kenya followed Nubia back to her salon. Nubia unlocked the doors to Hair City and had Kenya take a seat. "So what's up?" asked Nubia. Kenya was glowing but Nubia didn't know why. "You know what? You've been trying to get me to dread my hair for the longest. I'm going to let you dread my hair". Nubia almost fell over when she heard Kenya's words. "What on earth made you decide to make a drastic change all of a sudden?" A man said Kenya. "Guuurrrriiilll tell me who is and looks like" Nubia was so excited she didn't know what to do with herself. "His name is Malik Maxwell Williams. He showed up at the bank Friday to open an account. I'm changing my look to get him to notice me. He's tall I'll say around 6"3", milk chocolate skin, small eyes like a Chinese, and deep waves in his hair. You have to see him for yourself". Monday arrived so fast Kenya didn't know where the weekend went. That Monday Kenya got up showered, put on her new outfit, and a little bit of make-up. Carefully applying it so she didn't over do it. Looking in the mirrior to see how she looked. Damn Nubia did a good job on my dreads thought Kenya. She practiced what she would say to Malik on the way to the bank that's if Malik came to the bank today. Kenya made her way through the bank's front doors. Right away her co-workers mouths fell opened. They couldn't believe their eyes is this the same Kenya they all thought to themselves. Her co-workers complemented her on her new look. Kenya counted the hours before Malik finally showed up.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven
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