Not That Kind of Girl by Nia Forrester

Author:Nia Forrester
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stiletto Press, LLC
Published: 2020-04-06T18:30:00+00:00

“So … those your people?” Ian asks as we’re walking away from Derek’s house.

We tapped him on the shoulder as we left, told a bald-faced lie about having someplace else to be and then slipped out just as the guitarist was strumming the beginning of a new folksy song.

“No. Those are definitely not my people,” I laugh.

“I didn’t think so,” Ian says with narrowed eyes.

“Are you trying to categorize me?”

“Yeah,” he admits. “Only reason I wanted to go. To see who your peoples are.”

“Maybe I defy categories.”

“Maybe you do. But … you shall know them by the company they keep.”

I think about the company Ian keeps. Wayne, whose girlfriend calls him a pig to strangers, and says she thinks he cheats on her every chance he gets.

I glance at him. “I could say I’m a loner, but I don’t think that’s true. I just haven’t found my tribe here, I guess. I’m sort of thinking I probably never will. At least not before graduation.”

“Now you just tryna sound pitiful. And I could take offense to your use of the word ‘tribe’, but …”

I look at him stricken for a moment and then he laughs at me. “Chill. I’m just messin’ with you.”

“Oh.” I’m relieved. Under no circumstances do I want to be lumped in with the Gails of the world. “And I’m not trying to sound pitiful about my … people. I mean, I’m pretty sure I’ll find them later. Wherever I go to grad school maybe, or if I move to a different city. Unlike a lot of folks, I don’t think college is like the climax of my life or anything.”

“But some of us climax earlier than others,” Ian says, stifling a smile.

I give him a look, trying to be stern but can’t pull it off. So instead I just look away again and keep walking.

“Hey.”

I don’t look at him, so he says it again.

He’s misinterpreted me, thinking I’m genuinely annoyed. This is just one of those moments where we misstep because we don’t know each other that well yet. We go back and forth between being at ease and then overly careful again, never sure whether we’ve offended, or should take offense.

I wish we could fast-forward past the hundreds of awkward moments that come at the start of a relationship and have a full and complete relationship. That’s not too much to ask for, right? I want the whole she-bang. And I want it to have had it all by Monday.

He holds my arm to stop me and I turn toward him.

“That was stupid,” he says. “We were havin’ a moment and I made it about … It’s not just about that, y’know? What we got goin’ on here ain’t just about …”

“What is it about?” I ask.

“I don’ know,” he admits, shaking his head.

I don’t know either. Ian pulls me against him. He puts his face in my hair.

“I just know … it ain’t just about the sex.”

I smile.

“But real talk? Been thinking about it all day,” he adds.

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