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stay so fly? You dress in all those nice, expensive clothes. I mean, people say that you change up at least three times a day.”
    He paused, and replied, “That’s true, but I don’t change clothes three time a day; I just go out a lot. Parties, clubs, and things like that. My uncle takes good care of me.”
    “So you stay with your uncle?”
    “Most of the time. He owns some buildings on Amsterdam Avenue, too, but my parents live in New Jersey.”
    Jessica nodded. “So, you don’t live with your parents?”
    Kenny shrugged. “Sometimes, but it is so boring out there in Jersey ’cause we the only blacks in the entire area. I’d rather be in Harlem around my people.”
    Jessica agreed with a smile and a nod. “What does your uncle do for a living besides owning buildings?”
    Kenny’s smile disappeared as he shifted his body on the sofa. He appeared to be searching for the right words while his eyes looked up toward the ceiling. He finally looked her straight in the eyes and confessed.
    “Jessica, I usually don’t tell people this, but my uncle does some bad things. He sells drugs.”
    He paused to see how she reacted before continuing, but he couldn’t read any reaction.
    “I mean, he’s not a bad person; he just does bad things and he tells me all the time to stay away from it because of what it could do to a person and everything.” He looked Jessica in the eye and got serious. “Jessica, don’t ever use any drugs. I know what it does to people. He took me to a shooting gallery and actually made me watch these dope fiends shoot that shit in their arms, their legs, their necks, everywhere where there’s a vein. That scared the mess out of me. I don’t do any of that because that’s how it all starts, he told me. So he gives me and buys me anything that I want, as long as I stay away from drugs and out of trouble. He told me I can be anything that I wanted, and I believe him.”
    Jessica never would have imagined a person like Kenny had such morals. Every good looking boy she’d met prior to him reveled in the fact that they used drugs. “So what is it that you like to become someday?”
    He didn’t have to think long about it. “A real estate developer. I want to be the biggest real estate owner in Harlem. That’s why I respect you and your parents for owning their own property.”
    Jessica smiled and said, “So your uncle did teach you something good.”
    Kenny smiled and nodded. “My uncle drilled it into my head for so long, I guess it stuck,” he joked. “What about you? What do you want to become?”
    Jessica folded her arms. “Well, I like people—you know, helping people—so I’ll probably get into the medical field. Me and my friends are all going away to college when we graduate this year. I’m looking forward to getting out of Harlem and maybe going to an all-black college down south.”
    “So, that means I’m going to have to come visit you someday.”
    Jessica was flattered. They both smiled and stared into each other’s eyes momentarily, secretly hoping the night wouldn’t end.
    “Jessica, I know this might be too soon for me to ask, but do you think we can see each after this party? You know, maybe catch a movie or get something to eat?”
    Jessica was so excited she wanted to explode, but she held it all in. She decided to take Vonda’s advice again and separate herself from all the girls he was used to messing with.
    “I’ll think about it.”
    Kenny could not believe his ears again. For the first time in his life, he was baffled, yet intrigued, by a girl and wanted to get to know her even more.
    Suddenly, the D.J cut the music and announced that guys should get their girls because it was time to slow dance.
    Kenny looked at Jessica with uncertainty. “Jessica, you said you would dance with me later. Can we dance now?”
    Jessica nodded. “Yes, I’d like to dance with you.”
    He stood up, took her by the hand, and led her to the middle of the dance floor.