Character Sketch

2/19/1973

A tall skinny auburn colored guy got out of the car and flagged DeAndre down.  DeAndre was half tempted to keep driving, but he stopped the car.  The guy sauntered over to DeAndre’s car.  DeAndre made a face because the guy walked like a girl.  “Good grief, he switches more than my cousin,” DeAndre thought.  DeAndre shook the thoughts he was having out of his head.  He did not know the guy.  He did not want to form an opinion of the guy before even meeting him.

DeAndre rolled his window down.  The guy touched DeAndre’s car door effeminately as he said, “Are you DeAndre?”  DeAndre had to pause for a second.  The guy’s voice was higher than some women he knew.  DeAndre shook his head and said, “Yes, I am.”  The guy said, “Well, Bishop is ready to meet with you.”  DeAndre almost said something smart, but he did not.  He pulled his car back into the parking lot and turned of the ignition.

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The guy turned and looked at DeAndre, “You can wait here.  Bishop will call you when he is ready.”  DeAndre smiled.  The guy gave DeAndre a sexy smile, “My name is Braydin Frost in case you were wondering.”  DeAndre thought, “I wasn’t wondering.”  Braydin touched DeAndre’s shoulder, “That’s a nice outfit, handsome.  See you later.”  DeAndre leaned in the opposite direction of Braydin.  Braydin smiled at DeAndre and walked off.

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DeAndre walked out of the Bishop’s office without responding.  He hurried out of the church because he did not want to run into Braydin, the way he was feeling, he might have cursed the effeminate acting man out.  No such luck, Braydin was standing outside of the church door talking to some guy.  Braydin smiled at DeAndre and said, “All finished I guess.”  DeAndre did not respond, he just walked past Braydin and the guy.  Braydin grabbed DeAndre’s arm, “I know you heard me.”  DeAndre looked shocked.  Braydin sounded just like a girl when he said that.  DeAndre smiled, “Yea, I heard you.  Can you let my arm go?”  Braydin slid his arm down DeAndre’s arm slowly as he let it go.  DeAndre shook his arm and balled his fist up.  He wanted to hit this guy, but he knew that he should not do that.  Braydin smiled and walked toward the church.  The guy that he was talking to looked at DeAndre and said, “You have to forgive Braydin.  He is very touchy feely.  He doesn’t mean any harm.”  DeAndre did not say anything.  He just left.  Jasmine was not going to believe any of what had happened to him.