‼️Book 2 Out Now‼️
For years I've walked under clouds of blood, trauma, and fake love. My father isn't around to cheer me on, and my mother doesn't want me. My siblings and i forced to seperate. My family robbed of our dreams. Its been a year since...
I had decided not to apply for UA's entrance exam and deal with my mother first. For now, I'll continue working and keep my grades up. I left the apartment in my normal clothes.
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School was cancelled that day due to a problem with the foundation they had to fix or some shit like that. I had a big brown purse in which Sibyl shrunk his body, to the size of a chihuahua, and made himself comfortable. (The way I'm picturing this in my head is fucking adorable, but I am not skilled enough to draw it out for you.) My hair was in an bun, and edges were laid.
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I strolled down the driveway of the apartment complex until I saw a familiar black car.
"So you pick me up from work and school plus drop me off at the hotel, you might as well just be my chauffeur." I spoke to Aizawa through the open window.
"Look I'm hungry and didn't feel like cooking, get in."
I obeyed and he drove. He scratched Sibyl on the head with his free hand for a bit before returning to the road.
"How'd you know I didn't have school today?" I wondered confused.
"Sibyl told me. Or did you forget he can contact people you're close to." He smirked.
I looked down at the tiny animal in my bag. He over here tried to give me puppy dog eyes. "I'm sorry but what did I say about contacting people without my knowledge?" Raising an eyebrow at him.
I just thought he should know so that you'll have quicker route to work.
Rolling my eyes I fidgeted with Aizawa's hair which was down and about. Most people we meet think it's weird that a man with no relationship with a teenage black girl would played with his hair. Guess it's kind of weird, especially for a person like Aizawa.
We continued to drive in silence till we reached the hotel. Inside Aizawa asked for a bacon egg and waffle breakfast, with coffee and whipped cream.
While I was in the middle of preparing his waffles, Damon came up to me with another order, "Someone here wants to order a chocolate coffee cake with a mocha latte."
