White Sister From Another Mister (Kendra)

[Kelvin Westfield]

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Kelvin strolled outside his house, a picnic basket in his hand. From sight, he wasn't the guy who would do things for his friends, or the guy that even had friends. But Kelvin had a lot of friends, and cared for each and everyone one of them. Inside his bag, he had lots of sandwiches that he had Consuela help him make, and surprisingly, Consuela didn't yell at him, or look at him badly. He wasn't going to have a bunch of people for a party, honestly, the food was just for two people, Kelvin, who didn't eat a lot. It was for his friend, Kendra Deville. At times, Kelvin called Kendra, Cruela. Just because he liked messing around with her, but she wasn't guilty, she messed with Kelvin a few times. In all honesty, Kelvin thought that they were better friends than both wanted to admit. Kelvin saw Kendra as a sister that needed to be protected. Kelvin had brought lots of food because he knew how much Kendra loved it. It wasn't an insult, because Kendra could eat so much, and still be so tiny. Kelvin had also brought chips and drinks. He had planned a picnic, which he usually didn't. But it wasn't like a date or anything, it was that he wanted to hang out with his close friend, and there was a screening of old horror movies from the 90s.

Kelvin got to a good place under the tree, so in case either of them got scared, they would get up, turn around and run, and hit the tree. No, not really, it was for them to get some shade. And when night came, it would be a good place for them to rest their heads. Kelvin also as a special surprise (for himself) had brought of KFC, and it was still warm. He waited for Kendra to show, while he grabbed a fried chicken leg and started eating, as he waited for her.

[Kendra Deville]

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When Kelvin had invited her to a picnic, Kendra has been slightly skeptical. Was it some weird attempt to make a move on her? Picnics were normally romantic, right? She wasn’t sure if she was ready for a relationship. After spending the night cradling a grown man (Sean) she feared falling in love and being crushed. She didn’t want to get attached then hurt. It made absolutely no sense to her. She’d wait for love to find her, because then it would be real.

After a good talk with Kelvin, she established that this was not a date or any trace of romantic things at all. They were simply hanging out, and there were also awesome horror movies showing. These bad boys were from the 90’s, some throw backs for sure. The picnic idea had been just because Kelvin knew how much she loved food. She didn’t know how she was still so skinny, but she also wasn’t going to complain. Kelvin and she actually had a great friendship, one she held dear to her. They constantly cracked jokes at each other, but they never let it actually bother them. Kendra found her ‘chubby’ nickname ironic given that she was the opposite. Also, her last name gave way to some 101 Dalmatian jokes.

Kendra hopped out of her car and made her way across the park. Looking down at her phone she read instructions on where the picnic had been set up. She really didn’t need a step by step map, because there was a huge screen at the end of the lawn. Surely she could find her way there. After a good little walk she found Kelvin under a tree. Good, she wasn’t about to sweat her ass off in the name of food. Okay, she might’ve but not for long. “Hey Mr. Chocolate man!” she greeted, taking a seat beside him. “Chicken? Really?” she joked seeing the KFC container,” way to embrace your heritage.” Again, it was all in food fun. Kendra looked through the basket before grabbing some cookies,” praise!” The food was so good, and she had been so hungry. “So, what movies are they showing?” she asked taking another bite of her cookie.

[Kelvin Westfield]

Kelvin sighed as he sat back, enjoying his chicken. He could see a few people walk by and look at hi eating his chicken, they looked at him like 'Now that's a black person'. Kelvin didn't hide it, he loved fried chicken, and didn't care what people thought, he wasn't ashamed of it as he took another bite. At the entrance, Kelvin had been handed a program to see the six movies they where going to be shown. Kelvin knew these were probably the scariest he had heard off from the movies back in the nineties. These movies were really old, from maybe like forty years ago. But yes it would be fun. He hoped Kendra wouldn't get so scared, just so Kelvin would have to spend an hour convincing her that ghosts didn't exist. More importantly, what if Kelvin got scared. He wasn't the guy that showed his emotions a lot, but a jump scare could get anyone and if would be embarrassing if Kelvin had his bucket of KFC, then a jump scare came, and the buckets flies out of his lap, and then Kelvin goes running the other way. He hoped nothing happened, because Kelvin didn't like looking like a pussy. On one hand, he could get Kendra to not say anything, but they weren't the only ones in the park that were in the University.

Kelvin sat back, leaning on the tree, and then he saw Kendra come by. "Kendra! I was about to ask where the white women were." Kelvin joked signalling for her to take a seat next to him. Then after her question, Kelvin gave Kendra a look as if to say 'This bitch must not know.' And Kelvin looked at her. "Yeah, chicken. I'm black, Imma enjoy this chicken. Don't judge me." Kelvin said. "Now take a seat, Chunky." Kelvin said, in between chubby and chunky, those were Kelvin's two nick names for Kendra. It was really ironic, since she wasn't fat at all. But she did eat a lot, so Kelvin did call her that. Kelvin wondered how she kept her slim figure, Kelvin had mentioned something about how having lots of sex can keep you skinny, maybe that was what Kendra had been doing. Kelvin took a napkin and wiped the grease off his fingers, and took the napkin and balled it up, he scanned for a trash can and looked around, there was one a few feet away from them. Kelvin used his basketball skills and shot the napkin in to the trash can. "Nothing but net." Kelvin mumbled. Then Kelvin picked up his program to see the movies. "They're showing six movies, so we'll probably be here till eleven. The movies are 'Arachnophobia', 'Misery', 'Scream', 'Sixth sense', 'Se7en' and 'It'. So I'm pretty sure we might be scared to shit." Kelvin told Kendra.

[Kendra Deville]

Kendra actually liked scary movies. Maybe it had something to do with thrill seeking. Her mother, Kazzie, had always liked them whereas her father had been less enthused about them. She still jumped at certain parts, but that’s why she liked them. They kept her on her toes and always left her guessing. Kendra didn’t like things that were boring without some pizazz. Sure, her mother called her a Diva, but she didn’t care. Honestly, she was more worried about Kelvin than anything else. If he got scared and started running, who knows when she’d actually find him? If he ran for the woods then he was for sure a goner. She wasn’t about to risk her life looking for his scared black ass.

She laughed at the mention of white woman,” Umm, excuse you. Clearly I’m black!” She motioned to her skin pigment as though it was obvious. Kendra was probably one of the white people ever, and luckily she had a sense of rhythm. She always blamed it on her father, because her mom was pretty swaggie. Jeremy could dance and hold a beat way better than Kendra could. Fucking genetics. “Nothing wrong with eating chicken, unless you stole it,” she joked, another racial slur, but whatever. The fat jokes didn’t bother her at all. In fact, it made her feel skinnier. Actually, whenever it was brought up it just made her hungry but it was basically the same thing.

“Ballin!” she sang as he took the shot, she even did the arm motions and everything. “Six movies?!” she exclaimed surprised,” I don’t know if I can survive that!” Kendra also had a habit of falling asleep during things. But she was more worried that she was going to get hungry before the night was over. If he knew better than he packed a feast. She scoffed lightly at him for saying they were going to get scared. These movies were serious throwbacks. “Pshh, speak for yourself,” she said,” and don’t grab me if you get scared!”