Imani and Braxton:A Compton Love StoryBy: Keisha Simpson-Baker
“Also, don’t go past second base. This is only the first date, you have plenty of time for that later.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, Tash, thanks for all your pearls of wisdom,” I said with sarcasm.
“Bye, girl. Text me when it’s over, I want all the details.”
I went to the bathroom to give myself one more check to make sure I was still gorgeous. I wanted this night to go perfect with it being our first official date. I exited the bathroom and went to wait in the lobby. A couple of guys glanced my way, obviously liking what they were seeing. When Braxton arrived, I couldn’t help but smile. He looked at me with wide eyes and then kissed me on my cheek. He was looking and smelling so good, and those dimples drove me crazy.
“Imani, you look different. You look beautiful.”
“Yeah, I get dressed up for the weekends. You know, something different than at school.” Note to self: go back and buy every cream, blush, and eyeshadow that the makeup girl used on my face.
“Well, let’s just leave this look for the weekend because I can’t keep dudes off of you if you come to school looking like this.”
We both laughed. I was glad he recognized that I was getting attention from other guys. We got our tickets and concessions. Braxton directed me up to the top of our theatre. We had a few minutes before the movie started and we talked about school, the Lakers, and other various subjects until he leaned forward and kissed me for a long five seconds.
“I just had to do that, Imani. You are looking right tonight.”
I really didn’t know what to say to that but luckily, I didn’t have to say anything because the lights dimmed and the previews started rolling. The first hour of the movie was pretty entertaining, but I have to admit I have no idea what happened in the last half hour. Braxton had gone from holding my hand to having his hands all tangled up in my jumpsuit. I was very inexperienced for a seventeen year old, but Braxton acted like he knew what he was doing.
We decided to grab an appetizer before heading home. I was happy to have a little more time to actually talk to Braxton since we didn’t talk much at the movie.
“Imani, that was the best movie I’ve ever seen,” Braxton said with a wink and a smile.
“Yeah, I bet. I would have liked to known how it ended.”
“Whatever it was, I’m glad I missed it.”
He was so funny. When our food came, Braxton said a quick prayer of thanks and then we dug into the nachos and fried cheese sticks.
“So what’s on your agenda for tomorrow?” I asked.
“Tomorrow is Sunday, so church. My dad is preaching so I can’t miss that. Do you go to church?”
“No, I don’t. I mean, I go for holidays and I believe in God and all that but I don’t go regularly.”
I could tell by his curt response that he was disappointed. I decided to elaborate so he wouldn’t get the wrong idea about me.
“It’s just that my mom doesn’t go anymore. She and I and my dad would go all the time and when my father passed, we slowed down on going and then gradually we stopped going altogether, but I remember going to Sunday school when I was younger.”
“Oh, I didn’t know your dad passed. I’m sorry to hear that.”
I just nodded. I hated when people said that. No matter how many people said that to me, it never filled the hole of my daddy being gone. It was an awkward topic, though, so I couldn’t be upset with the responses I received.
After the conversation of religion and my father, we moved on to lighter topics such as hobbies, friends and plans for the future. We were both pretty vague about the future plans but we would soon have to figure out what to do with our lives. Senior year doesn’t last forever. We held hands on the drive home and he walked me to my door and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.
Braxton got into his car and left and I entered the living room where Mom was sitting in a robe watching a horror movie.
“So Imani, how was it? You look different. Tell me everything.”
Yeah, right. Like I was going to tell her all that happened in the theatre.
“Well, it started off with Tasha and I getting new clothes at Macy’s. Oh, and we got our makeup done. Then we–”
“Imani, tell me about the date. I know all about you girls and your shopping excursions that you do every week.”
“It was good. He kept complimenting me on how pretty I looked. We watched the movie then went for appetizers afterwards. It was a good time.”
“I’m glad you guys had a good time but if you plan on seeing him on the regular then don’t you think I should meet him soon.”
“Yeah, that’s no problem. Once you do, you’ll see what a nice guy he is.”
I turned out of the living room and went to scrub all the makeup off my face and prepare for bed. Before I went to sleep, I updated my Facebook status to ‘Tonight was a GREAT night.’ Within seconds, Braxton commented ‘it most certainly was, pretty lady.’ I clicked onto his profile where I saw he had posted a status of his own. ‘I had the best first date with my girl Imani Chauncey.’ He had also accepted the relationship request I sent earlier.