Free Jack & Diane by Lena Hampton

pretty serious. I saw you changed your relationship status last night.”
    “Yeah, I guess we are pretty serious.” Despite her displeasure with the conversation, Diane could not help but smile when she thought of him.
    “So he’s not just someone to help you get over Alan?”
    “No he’s not. I’ve never thought of him that way.”
    “So you see a future with him?”
    “I don’t know, maybe. We might last through tomorrow or until we’re 90. I don’t know, my crystal ball’s broken.” Sarcasm was Diane’s defense mechanism and she was feeling defensive about Megan’s tone and line of questions.
    “Do you think he sees a future with you?”
    “I can’t predict the future anymore. My crystal ball is in the shop after I tried to predict when the Kardashian’s fifteen minutes of fame would be up. Do you have a problem with Jack?”
    “No, I barely know Jack. But you barely know him either.”
    “Is that what the problem is Megan?” Diane couldn’t understand why her roommate was suddenly so protective of her all of a sudden. They weren’t really friends. They were just roommates. The only reason they were even that was because they both wanted to move out of student housing at the same time a couple of years ago.
    “The problem is that you shouldn’t be thinking of dating him.”
    “Why not?”
    “Maybe you haven’t noticed but you two aren’t on the same level.”
    “Do you think I’m too good for him because he didn’t go to college?”
    “I don’t think you’re too good for him. I think he’s too good for someone like you.”
    “You just said you barely know him so how is it that he’s too good for me?” Diane was beyond frustrated with this conversation and really just wanted to shower and change for class.
    “Come on Diane, I know you’re not stupid. Do you really need me to spell it out Diane?”
    “Yes I do because I know that what I’m thinking you’re saying can’t be what you’re saying because it’s not 1952.”
    “If you think what I’m saying is that he shouldn’t be dating you because you’re black then you’re right on the money.”
    Diane looked at her like she was crazy. “I can’t believe you’re saying this white supremacist mess. We’ve known each other since freshman year. How could you be friends and roommates with someone that’s inferior?”
    “I don’t think you’re inferior Diane. And I am not a supremacist. I believe you all should have equal rights and opportunities. I just don’t believe God intended us to mix. No little half breed babies are going to come from a friendship.”
    “Don’t bring God into this because Jesus is crying at the words coming out of your mouth,” Diane said pointing her finger at Megan.
    “If He’s crying over anything it’s over you and Jack. God says in the Bible that the different races shouldn’t be together.”
    “Really? Is that in the racist propaganda translation of the Bible? In Galatians it clearly states that there is no race and we are all one in Christ.”
    “It also says that a marriage should not be between two people that are unequally yoked.”
    “If that’s the case you should have been objecting to me and Alan because the inequality of the yolks is referring to believers and nonbelievers.” Diane was so upset she actually said the name which she’d vowed never to say again.
    “Do you think you’re more than just some curiosity to him? He just only wants to see what it’s like to screw a black girl. Do you think he’ll still be around once he gets what’s in your panties?” With each question and accusation Megan moved closer to Diane. Diane held her ground, refusing to back away.
    “Well that means he’ll be around for a long time. I’m not easy like you. The only thing drops faster than your panties is you to your knees with your mouth open.”
    Megan gasped, insulted by the truth. “Maybe if it did you’d still have a fiancée. And if you think he’s been celibate the