Creative Writing: A Humorous Wedding

Monday

March, 31 2014

"Daddy how could you give that child my number?!"

I whined on the phone to my dad, Avery Samuel's. Its Monday, 2 weeks since that ho- I'm sorry Haley, had asked me to be her brides maid. I've been having second thoughts about agreeing to this shit. I don't even want to go to her fucking wedding to be honest. Why the hell would I want to see the former love of my life get married to my so called best friend? Fuck all that keep your enemies closer shit! All this wedding gonna do is stress me. I don't need that. My kids papers have already been piling up because of me stressing. And I've been slacking on their grades and some of them, who actually try, don't deserve less than they've earned. Fuck! I sighed frustratingly

I'm not in it, don't put me in i-"

"Avery!"

The fuck? I know daddy ain't got another women in my house. I laughed don't I sound like his wife. Wait that shit ain't funny, EWW! Seriously though he better not have anybody else in my childhood home unless its grandma Mel, grandpa Joe or Georgia. That's the only woman I'd ever seen my dad take a liking too and the feelings were reciprocated. Listen to how I'm sounding. My daddy would beat my ass if I say that shit to him and I'm 25 !

"Aye daddy who th-"

" uh n-nobody baby girl. I'll can you later bye!" Before I had the chance to respond he hung up on me. I took my phone away from my ear and stared at it appalled. What in the world? Ooh he's hiding something. Let me find out

I was in the mood for some of their delicious cinnamon chai tea lattas along with a brownie or 2. Gosh, I love me some Starbucks. If I could I would marry it. But sadly I couldn't. I sighed, we could all dream right? I also decided to come here so I could get started on the workload. Like I said I've been slacking recently. Plus I needed to be done with at least half of this before tomorrow because we start a new lesson .

As I opened the door to the cafe the smell of freshly brewed coffee filled my nostrils. I gazed around in pure Bliss as looked at all the goodies. Lord, Jesus I love me some Starbucks. Maybe I should get a chicken BLT. Lord, please do not get my started!

"Good afternoon ma'am how may I help you?" Greeted a tall, slender blue eyed brunette from behind the counter with a polite smile upon her face. I smiled back and recited my order to the girl.

"Can I get a large cinnamon chai tea latta's along with 2 brownies?"
Once I told her my order she wrote it down before getting to work on my order. I waited patiently for the deliciousness as the lady continue to work. Not even moments later my order to ready. I grabbed my treats and find an empty table to sit