More Patience

Part 2

“I’m always waiting, for the day we leave and get away to the higher class. I want to leap from pretending to be lower class. I want to go where home was supposed to be,” Annissa told her friend on the side, Blythe, listening very well to something she used to think was unimportant.  

“So...you used to be the high class?” Carol asked, now interested.

“No. I was in middle class in my latest schools and houses other than this, but I know what the upper class is like.”

“Yeah. This city is pretty lower class...” Blythe added, making everyone silent and look at the table for a minute.

“How’d you get rid of the accent, Annissa?” Jace questioned, earning one of the shadiest looks she had ever given him. The question was meant to be offensive, this being normal, for Jace was racist and had ‘no religion’ despite his parents being Christian.

“What accent? I never had one.” Annissa said, nudging the shoulder of a friend that was an extreme liar and was pretty clingy.

“You probably don’t get what I’m asking you,” Jace stated, causing to get stares from the table, “you must have had an accent. Like how people mix p’s with b’s.” Now, Annissa was certainly offended.

“I never had an accent like that before,” She grimaced, “because I was born here.” Everyone started to gasp and acted shocked. They thought Annissa had only moved to the USA, and the same with Sabah, Annissa’s clingy friend.

“Ohhh, that’s why you can travel wherever you want,” Sabah said, now understanding some of the mysteries she was too embarrassed to ask about her own, and only neighbor-like friend.

“All my friends of the same nationality moved to the USA, but I was born in this country...” Annissa trailed off, now thinking of what she’d be like if she was born in the same country as her friends’.

“If I was born were Sabah and Ameena, I’d be crankier and much more defensive than I am,” Annissa said, looking at Jace’s surprised orbs, “so eat on that. I never had an accent in the first place.”

            Currently, the chat about Annissa’s personal higher class problems had evolved into her nonexistent accent, how she was born in the US, and that she could travel like any other US resident, or in this case, 6th grade child.