Nubia was on Kenya's hair for three hours. Monday arrived so fast Kenya didn't
know where the weekend went. That Monday morning Kenya got up showered, put
on her new outfit, and a little bit of makeup. Carefully applying it so she didn't over do it.
Looking into the mirror 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 front doors. Right away her
co - workers mouths fell open. They couldn't believe their eyes. Is this the same Kenya They all
thought to themselves. Her co - workers complimented her on her new look. Kenya counted
the hours before Malik finally showed up. She walked up to him and asked "How may I help you?"
"I would like to make deposit". "How much would you to deposit?" "Five thousands dollars". Malik
handed Kenya the money with a cocky look in his eyes. "Excuse me Malik I normally don't do
this but..........would you like to go out sometime?" Taken back by Kenya's question Malik had to
recompose himself. "Yes I would". I never had a woman ask me out before this is different. "Meet me in
the bank's parking lot Saturday at 6:00pm." Kenya told Malik in a low voice. Malik left the bank with an
extra in his step and a boost in his ego. As he drove away from the bank his cellphone ringed.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Green Poet