•Zaya Brown•
Zhaye and I haven't talked since what happened even though it happened yesterday. We didn't have our "night talk" that's how he calls it. Why? I don't know.My mom and I just finished making dinner. So we are getting ready. Zhaye and his family are going to be here any minute. I found something presentable in my closet and put it on. I don't like makeup so I didn't wear any. I put some lip balm on.
I heard the doorbell ring and I heard my mom opening the door. That's when I started panicking I have never been a situation like this. How am I supposed to act? Well it be awkward? Is he going to act like nothing happened?
I calmed myself down and that when I heard. "Zaya come down!" I knew there was no way to escape. So I went down the stairs to see 3 people. Mrs. Alexandra, Zhaye, and an unknown person. Maybe that's his brother.
"Come and greet our guest." My mom said giving me a soft smile and I returned it. "Hello Mrs. Alexandra." I greeted. "Hello Zaya so these are my 2 sons Zhaye the oldest and Alexander."
"Hey." I put my hand out to greet him and he put his own. "Nice to meet you Alexander." I said nicely. "Nice to meet you too." He replied. That's when I met Zhaye's glaze. His dark brown eyes staring into mine. He put his hand out to meet mine. "Nice to meet you Zaya." He said as I put my hand out to greet his.
"Nice to meet you too." I smiled. Staring at his felt like minutes which I pulled my hand away from. "Hello boys I am Mrs. Brown." My said calmly. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Brown." They both said at the same time.
"Let's go eat shall we." She said. I sat next to my mom, Alexandra on the opposite side of her, Alexander is sitting next to her, and Zhaye facing me. I don't know what it is but something tells me that tonight will be a very uncomfortable night.
We served ourselves and started eating. "The food is really good Mrs. Brown." Zhaye said. "Really thank you. Zaya did help out a lot." She smiled. The small conversations between my mom and Mrs. Alexandra. I was quietly eating my food. Staring down at my plate trying to avoid eye contact with Zhaye.
Every time I am under Zhaye's gaze I feel paralyzed I don't know what to do. It's like he has control of my body and I hate it. So the best I can do is avoid it.
At this point my neck is starting to hurt so I have to lift my head. Zhaye who was facing his brother was now facing me. He switched his gaze to me and I stared at him back. I swallow whatever is in my mouth and as about to excuse myself I feel something hit.
"Oh I'm sorry." Zhaye said. I could tell he didn't mean it. So I hit his foot back for pay back. Before we knew it we were having a foot fight. That went on for minutes. "So who wants dessert?" My mom asked. "I do." Alexander replied.
"Zaya come help me." "Yes mom." I stood up and went into the kitchen. I made all the desserts. My mom isn't the best at desserts so she let me make them. I made cookies and a chocolate cake.
We get the cake and the cookies and set them on the table so anyone can take some. I made enough for everyone. I hope. Midway through my dessert someone said. "Now this is different this is delicious. I don't even like chocolate cake like that. Mrs. Brown are you sure you don't want to open a bakery." Alexander said looking at the cake like he was going to devour it in bite.
"Oh thank you Alexander but Zaya actually made all the desserts on her own without my help at all." Alexander and Mrs. Alexandra looked at me in shock. "Zaya you made this?" Mrs. Alexandra asked and I nodded. Zhaye didn't even sound surprised at all considering he already he a taste of my desserts a couple times before.
"Well you have a gift! Who taught you how to bake like that?" She asked. The question took me by surprise. I didn't want to answer it. I didn't reply. I felt my mom hold my hand and Zhaye started to be worried. "I am sorry i-" "oh no no it's ok my dad taught me how. The question took me by surprise." I replied giving a reassuring smile.
"Zaya Cana you start putting the stuff in the kitchen please." I nodded. I stood up and started putting the stuff in the kitchen. "Boys go help Zaya in the kitchen." Their mom ordered. "Yes mom." They stood up and started helping.
After a while we were done. Then after that their departure. I didn't talk to anyone since I replied to Mrs. Alexandra's question. I went upstairs took a shower and slept.
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-sorry for the late update I got caught up with other stuff
-I hope you enjoyed this chapter
-be safe
-am
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The Quiet Girl
Roman pour AdolescentsIt's senior year the last year of high school and another move for Zaya Brown. Zaya Brown used to moving because of her moms work. She doesn't talk to anyone, even at home. Next door lives Zhaye Andrews. The heartbreaker he is suddenly attracted t...