Can't Be That Other Woman by Ambria Davis

was scared to move or sit down, in fear that I would mess something up.
                  “Oh Laney, look,” Dallas said, running towards Tracy’s bed, where there was a whole bunch of stuffed animals sitting on it. When she got up on it, I almost caught a heart attack.
                  “Dallas Ranae McGuff, get your tail from off that bed. You know better than that,” I said, giving her the mad face. She looked at me and got down, before she walked over to Tracy.
                  “Delaney, I told you to chill. That girl wasn’t doing anything wrong,” Tracy said, walking over to me. She gave me a look of her own, before she and Dallas disappeared into her huge walk in closet. Moments later they came out, with Tracy now dressed in a floor-length sundress with silver sandals.
                  “Lay-Lay, can you put my hair in a messy bun like you always do?” she asked, handing me her comb and brush.
                  “Girl, come on,” I said, walking over to the vanity she had in the corner of her room.
    Within no time, we got straight to it. Thirty minutes and many re-dos later, she was finally satisfied with the way her hair looked. She even let me cut a bang in the front of her head. Yeah, I knew how to do hair, but that didn’t mean that I liked doing it. I only used my skill on Dallas, Tracy, and my own hair. I didn’t have time to be doing anyone else’s hair. Shit, I had enough on my plate as it already was.
                  “Come on, before my mother come up here and embarrasses us,” she said, quickly straightening out her room. I decided to help her since my nerves were once again on the edge. I couldn’t believe that I was finally about to meet her parents. I really hope that they don’t look at me as if I was beneath them. I mean just because Tracy took to me, didn’t mean that they were going to do the same. I don’t care how much she said they were nice, I still felt shy and embarrassed. Hell, I hope they weren’t going to watch me all night, because I know that my clumsy ass would be bound to mess up or something.
                  “Come on scary,” she said, dragging me by the arms.
                  We left out of her room and made our way down the stairs. The whole way there, my heart was beating like a drum. The minute we reached the last step and I heard voices, I thought for sure that I was going to pass out. We’d reached the kitchen door, when we suddenly stopped.
                  “I was just about to come upstairs and get you all,” An older version of Tracy said, walking over to us. She hugged Tracy, before she noticed Dallas and me. “Hello sweetheart, my name is Lillian. I’m Tracy’s mother.”
                  “Um, I’m Delaney,” I managed to get out my suddenly dry mouth. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat, before placing a smile on my face. “It’s nice to meet you, ma’am.”             
                  “Honey, you can cut it out with that ma’am stuff. You can just call me Lilly,” she said, hugging me. Surprisingly, I wasn’t shy or embarrassed anymore, so I hugged her back. “And who may this little cutie be?”
                  “My name is Dallas. It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Lilly,” she says happily. She took us all by surprise when she ran over to Ms. Lillian and hugged her as if she knew her.
                  “Aww, it’s nice to meet you too, sugar,” she said, picking her up. I was about to protest when Tracy gave me the eye and shook her head. “Come on, let’s go ahead and get you fed, baby. They can go ahead and starve if they want, but you won’t.”
                  Without another word to Tracy or me, Ms. Lillian took off with Dallas on her hips. I wanted to tell her that Dallas was six and perfectly capable of walking, but instead, I kept my