Wynston

 

 

We are sitting in my office and Lysette is chatting my head off, but I am not hearing a word she’s saying.

I am staring at my laptop having a crash course in all things Got7 and I am stunned.

Here I had a bonafide international KPOP idol as a good friend and I had no idea.

I was absolutely clueless!! I am indeed an old lady.

I legit cringe at some of the things we talked about I groan laying my head on my desk.

I needed a nap, a very long nap long enough so when I woke up, he’s be back in Seoul.

“Hello earth to Wynnie.” Lysette says waving her hand in my face.

“Huh? What?” I say looking up at her and she sighs.

“First of all, this new ice cream flavor is sublime!” She says stuffing another spoonful in .

"Thanks." I say distractedly.

She points the spoon at me “Your problem is you overthink things too dang much.”

“What are you talking about.” I say beginning to pack up my things to go home.

“JB, JB is what I am talking about.”

“What about him? Can you believe he didn’t tell me? I mean he’s been coming here for a year, and I see him all the time.”

“We have gone to dinner together, the movies, museums and even to the freaking spa.”

“He knows everything about me why didn’t he tell who he really was?”

“But he did, you actually know who is really is.” I scoff folding my arms over my chest.

“How?” He kept a huge chunk of his life from me, and he expects me to take him seriously as a potential mate? What a joke!”

“Tell me why you’re really mad, and don’t give me that bull about him not telling you about the group because truthfully all that is irrelevant.”

“How do you figure all that is irrelevant? I ask incredulous.

“Because you got to know the real JaeBeom not his stage persona of JB.”

“You know his true self, his likes, his dislikes, what his favorite foods are and personal things about him that his fans would literally rob a bank to know.”

“That’s another thing I was already feeling some type of way about being attracted to a man so much younger than me, but this makes it even worse those fans of his are insane.”

“How do you think they will react to him and me if we were to actually date, I have three strikes against me already! I am black, pleasantly plump and I am a great deal older than he is.”

“They will tear me to shreds I ain’t about that life, you know I can be queen petty I got time to go toe to toe with them online and that can’t help anything.”

"That's what you are afraid of?"

“So, you are attracted to him!” She says.

“Lysette get real? I am old I ain’t dead.”

“Will you stop saying that you are not old dang!”

“You’re well-seasoned!”

I roll my eyes and smirk she is crazy.

“Look all I know is the man has made it abundantly clear he is into you and doesn’t care how old you are.”

“I know but why didn’t he tell me Lyssie this stings a little bit.” I sigh.

“Maybe he didn’t want you to like him for his money or his fame.”

“Lysette my net worth is five times his net worth I definitely not after his money.” I scoff.

“He doesn’t know that though and think about it how refreshing he must find you and that your conversations and time spent together have nothing to do with music, schedules or world tours.”

“Girl you’re like a fresh breeze on a warm summer’s day to him.” She said.

“Ok Ms. Poetic Justice.” I chuckle.

“That was good heh?”

“Yeah, it was so what am I going to do about karaoke tonight?”

“He said he’s going to call me at four pm to get my answer.”

“You’re going of course and to make it easier Paris and I will be joining you guys.”

She gets up and walks to the door, “Yo, Paris come here real quick.

She walks back in and sits on the edge of my desk.

Paris comes sashaying in like she’s walking the catwalk.

She looks cute with her hot pink and black ombre box braids, large bamboo earrings and purple doc marten’s boots.

Do not ask me how she works all day in those my feet would swell to the size of tree trunks if I wore those.

She’s gorgeous and she knows it.

“What’s up fam?” She asks flopping down on the loveseat.

“We are going to karaoke with Jae and some friends you in?”

She leans all the way up.

“What do you think? Will Jackson’s y self be there?”

She has a thing for Jackson they have been flirting back and forth for a few months, but she is as much in dark as I am because I know for a fact that if she knew that they were in a popular KPOP group she would have been told me.

“I don’t know he might be Jae didn’t say they were he just asked me to come along.”

“And you said yeah right I mean ya’ll have already been on dates I mean he’s taken you to the movies, dinner even to the museum that time.”

“We have never been on a date! How many times do I have to tell you that? We just spend time together and I have taken him sightseeing.”

“Honey that sounds like dating to me, I don’t know what your definition of dating is but that is what ya’ll have been doing.”

Paris says talking to me like I am slow.

“Exactly I still can’t believe she didn’t tell me she was dating.” Lysette kisses her teeth.

“There is nothing to tell we are not together what the heck you guys how many ways do I have to tell you that?”

“I just found out today that he is a famous KPOP superstar!”

“Wait what?” Paris asks.

“Oh yeah he, Jackson and Bam Bam are in a famous KPOP group called Got7.”

“Wait what?” She asked again.

“Oh, and get this Jae-beom is known as JB is the leader, one of the lead vocalists while Jackson is the main rapper.”

“Wait what?” She asks again with a bemused expression on her face.

“Girl just look at this.” Lysette puts my laptop on her lap and Paris’s mouth drops open is shocked.

She watches the “You Call My Name” video and she looks enraptured.

“Oh, Oh, Oh Okay.” She says and when Jackson’s rap comes, she starts is dancing in her seat.

I crack up and sit-down swaying to the beat.

She watches a few more videos before closing the lid and handing it back to me.

“Wow for real???”

“Whoa I can’t wait to go out tonight I am definitely going what are you wearing Lyssie?”

“Oh, crap you’re going to need new clothes Wynston you can’t fit none of your clothes anymore.” Paris says looking me up and down.

“Stop exaggerating!” I can still fit all my clothing.”

“What?” Why are you both looking at my like that?” I ask.

“Girl you don’t see yourself clearly, do you?” Paris says.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

Lysette takes me hand and stands me in front of the full-length mirror on my wall.

“You clearly are in need of a new chef coat, or you need to have them altered.”

“It’s freaking huge on you now! And look at your leggings they are loose for goodness sakes.”

“Leggings are supposed to cling to your legs and not be baggy.”

I look at myself, I mean really look at myself.

“Oh my God I didn’t even notice they were baggy on me, well they fit two months ago.”

“No, no they didn’t they have been baggy for a while all of them are baggy.” Paris replied.

“Are you thinking what I am thinking?” Lysette said.

“I'm way ahead of you.” She gets up walking down the hall.

“Finish packing up your stuff we are about to hit it.”

Paris comes back in with her things.

“So where are we going first?” She asks.

“Her shoe collection is immaculate so we don’t need to get her heels, but she needs a few freak um dresses so we should head to Hot Miami Styles.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Umm hello I am a big girl Hot Miami Styles don’t have my size.” I say looking at them like they are delusional.

“They go to size 3x and I know you ain’t nowhere near that so shut it.”

“I swear Monique was right you skinny b’s are evil!” I sass and they laugh.

“I’ll be that all day as long as you get a dress that will make JB faint on the spot.”

“Now let’s go we have three hours until four pm and I want to take you to the spa to get waxed and exfoliated.”

“Why am I getting waxed?”

“Chile that is just sad, you going to go around that man all hairy and oily?” Paris said outraged.

“I know it’s been a full decade or longer since you had an actual date, but this is what a woman does to feel pretty whether you have a date or not you need to shave and keep your skin on point.”

“Not crusty feet, unpolished toes or nails.”

“I do not paint my fingernails for a reason Lysette.”

“Oh, right I forgot for a minute well we’ll get you a manicure and a clear topcoat on your nails.”

“But them hooves are getting the full treatment!” Paris added and I roll my eyes.

“Fine whatever let’s just go and get this all over with lead the way.” I say.

“That’s my pleasure” … Paris says like John Witherspoon.

 

4 hours later:

I have been preened, waxed, plucked, and exfoliated within an inch of my life!

We got back to my house to shower and get ready.

I can’t lie the body oil and cream they gave me at the spa has my skin feeling so soft and luxurious I might have start scheduling regular visits.

I let Paris and Lysette pick out my dress and I am already regretting their choices.

Paris is applying her makeup and Lysette is laying out dresses for me to choose from and I nix everyone she lays on the bed.

“No ma’am I ain’t wearing that it’s too fitted I have a belly.”

She walks over and grabs my stomach clearly frustrated.

“You used to have a belly there is nothing here anymore.” She says.

“I am going to look for one more dress and you are going to wear it no questions JB said he’d be here to get you at seven it is 6:10 and I have to still do my makeup, plus you’re pissing me off!” Lysette says yanking clothes out of my closet.

A few minutes later she comes over and holds up a dress for me to approve of.

“Ahh here it is." She holds up a sleeveless navy sheath dress with a sweetheart neckline then lays it on the bed.

I look at it and smile ok this is better.

She grabs a pair of gold strappy heels out if the closet and sit them next to the dress.

“Yep, this is it put these on while I get your accessories together.”

I do as I am told as she goes through my jewelry box and necklace rack.

“Come sit over here while she gets that together and let me do your hair.” Paris says.

I do as I am told because I can see that I have gotten on their last nerve today.

She takes my hair out of my signature ponytail and brushes it out with a large paddle brush.

“You have sweet water hair I can’t believe you keep it in ponytails all the time.”

“Sweet water hair?” I ask.

“Yes, sweet water hair, it’s hair that only needs a little oil, gel and water and you can go out of the door.”

"Isn’t your hair naturally curly?"

“Yes, but I get a Dominican blow out because it’s easier and less time consuming with my hectic schedule.”

“What a waste you should let it grow out and let me hook up them curls.”

“Ok I have kinda missed them.” I watch her flat iron and press my hair bone straight.

She then takes that same iron and curls my hair into loose voluminous curls.

I am in awe of her as she quickly works her magic.

“Ok your makeup skills surpass mine so do what you do best.” She says when she's done.

I decide to do a dramatic look but since I only have thirty minutes before Jae gets here, I won’t do a contour.

I quickly apply my eye makeup, false eyelashes and mascara finishing with a dramatic winged liner.

I do my primer, concealer, foundation and blend them in quickly.

I decide to do a traditional super red lippie and reach for my favorite one ruby woo by mac.

I add bronzer, blush, and highlight to my face and take on final look.

With my hair I look surprisingly good if I say so myself.

“Quick should I leave it matte or add some gloss to have my lip shine?”

Lysette and Paris look at me contemplating.

“Matte.” They say in unison.

“In case he kisses you your lipstick won’t be disturbed.”

“Nobody is