dishauna a black American girl move in with her dads friend after her parents died in a car accident. she became friends with th

I sigh as I waited for mom and dad to finish preparing so we can leave because am more than eager to leave. I smile when I saw them descending from the stairs holding hands and looking breath taking, my mom is beautiful with brown almost black eye , black hair and plump pink lips .she is half caste (black American), while my dad is American ,he have blue eyes and brown hair. They smile at me when they reach the end of the stairs. "sorry sweetie we make you wait, your dad won't get out of the bathroom and we had a hard time finding his cuff links "mum said looking at me apologetically " wow I was done before you, you were the one that spend hours applying make up "dad replied frowning a on bit but I could see the love he have for her in his eyes because when ever he look at her his eyes twinkle with admiration and love. "I was... "my mum began but I cut her off "mum please let just go it already 4"i said because if they start their banter we will never reach on time. "OK but pictures first it's not everyday that my girl turn 16" mum said smiling while I groan. dad brought the camera and after what felt like eternity they finished taking the picture and we left. my parents are childhood best friend turn lover and sometimes I can't help but wonder if I am really their daughter I mean they are beautiful while am anything but beautiful. I turn sixteen today and I pursued my parents to have a family dinner with me at the new Italian restaurant, I hate those stupid birthday parties where you end up inviting you enemy thinking he or she is a friend. I prefer a family dinner just the three of us. At first mum was against the idea she said I should celebrate my sweet sixteen with my friends then we can have the dinner a day after, but I refuse.During the ride mom kept rambling about how she can't wait to get back home and watch the pictures we took together, she said she is going to enlarge some and put them on the walls. I tried to drown their conversation by putting on my head phones but what I forgot to mention us my mom is extremely loud when it comes to talking she always active and bubbly and she always have positive aura surrounding her. we arrived at the restaurant and sat down while waiting for the waiter to bring our order."so dishauna when will you introduce your boyfriend to us "my mom ask and I roll my eyes "mum I told you I don't have a boyfriend "I said. OK sweetie am just saying.. " luckily for me the waiter brought our food at that moment saving me from whatever mom wanted to say. I moan in approval when my mouth tastes the food "so sweetie am just saying I met your dad when I was seven and we became friends "and here she goes again I sigh ,I have heard that story of how my mom met my dad more than 100 times, it was my bedtime story when I was small, I know the story to the extent that I can recite it in my sleep "so when we reach the park my mom went to talk to a friend ,I started playing by myself and I fall down and bruised my knee "she said looking at dad with love "yeah then dad helped you up and clean your wounds, then gave you a chocolate bar when you started crying and then you became friends blah blah blah, you went to the same highschool and got lucky to get admitted in the same college and then another blah blah blah, he confessed his love for you and here you are.mum I know the story no need to tell me again "I said rolling my eyes "yeah you do but you forgot the part where he fought with a guy that kissed me at eleven grade during seven minutes in heaven "my mum added smilling probably remembering those memories while I shrugged "so mum what am I supposed to do go to a park and bruised my knee then start crying waiting for my knight in shining armor to come help me up then give me chocolate "I asked looking at her while my dad chuckled "may be it might work"my mum said shrugging "oh come on mum am not 7 am 16 remember I can't just go to the park and start crying that will not attract a lover it will only attract an amused stranger " "you don't have to go to the park"my mum started but my dad cut her off " honey maybe you should let her make her own love story it may not be in the park maybe it might be in a bar or ..." "dad"i groan burying my face my palm"we are here for a family dinner please let talk about something else and eat"i said picking my spoon again "OK "and with that my mum got off my case and started telling dad about the promotion email she recieved yesterday while I turn out their conversation and brought out my phone to check my messages. I got a few happy birthdays so I busied myself with replying with either a heart or a tnx