Page 53 of On Everything
Emoney spoke up before Pernelle corrected her.
“Six? It’s only four people here baby.”
“I know, but my sister and her homegirl coming.”
Pernelle rolled her eyes. She couldn’t stand many people in Emoney’s family and rightfully so. They are loud, obnoxious, and they didn’t like Pernelle because they couldn’t punk her and she punks Emoney. Her inviting them here is irritating as hell, but I wasn’t going to let it ruin my day. It’s my birthday and I’m about to enjoy myself.
“You look nice Ciara.”
Elijah leaned into my ear as we walked to the table.
“Thank you. You look spiffy too.”
He smiled brightly exposing the diamond grill in his mouth. The ambiance of the club had all of us looking rich with the greenery and pink draping coming from the ceiling. Some of the walls were complimented with wallpaper that matched the decorations on the shelves perfectly, while other walls were adorned with grass. This look gave me glam garden, and I love it. If I ever get rich, I want a greenhouse just like this to read books, and listen to music in.
We were sat down by the hostess in the back past all the bar seats, tables, and booths. We were given drink menus, and Emoney decided to order a few mimosa towers for the table.
“Oh, and my fine ass friend down there in that flower print dress needs the birthday drink that that girl is having over there.”
Pernelle pointed at a table next to us.
“I’m good on that Pernelle. The mimosa will be enough.”
“Chile anyway so, Bring the drink.”
She told the waitress.
“Really Pernelle?”
“Yes, best friend, you are getting fucked up tonight. None of that modest shit is cutting it today. Ain’t that right baby.”
“Yep, everything on me.”
“So, drink up bitch.”
She smiled, looking at Emoney with more love behind her eyes than I’d saw in a while. I’m not mad at their love because at least Emoney shows up for Perenelle. Unlike Kairo or Hov who promised me shit but couldn’t even come through on it. All I know is he better have a great excuse for standing me up. I’m talking his grandma killed his uncle and then had a heart attack type shit.
I was vibing in the restaurant, bouncing to the music and scrolling my phone when the large Mimosa towers were brought to the table. I took no time grabbing my wine glass and filling it up to the rim to drink while scanning the menu.
“What you getting to eat?”
Elijah asked, sitting directly across from me.
“I’m thinking the oxtails and mac and cheese. I want something that is going to hit the spot.”
“Yeah, that looks good as hell. I think I will get that too.”
He licked his lips looking at the photos on the menu. That’s when loudest laugh known to man came through the door. It was Emoney’s cousins looking a ghetto mess but they thought they were cute.
“Cusin, you doing it big I see. Where we sitting.”
They asked Emoney. Daja was a large chest, dark skin chick who dressed her ass off, but she was built like a McDonaldslarge cup. Then there was Iris, her older cousin who was tall and skinny, cute too, but she had a gap in her mouth that you could sit the Brooklyn bridge in.
“Hey y’all. Mm, hey Pernelle.” Daja turned her nose up at Pernelle who looked straight towards me.
“You want to go take a picture friend?”
I agreed, standing up from the chair with the help of Elijah who stood too and pulled my chair back.
