This Is It.

Chapter 6

Jaiden's pov

"Yeah and please prepare the classes they're a bit cluttered. You know I don't like being disorganized. Make sure you get the number of all the students that are coming to take the class, okay?"

"Yes mam. Is there anything else?"

"No but please. I don't want to be pissed at anyone when I get here and find things all over the place. Let's just work together, work with me. We have a new tenant moving in and I have to prepare her contract."

"Really? I've never seen you get left behind on work before."

"Seems like you've been stalking me Aya. I don't like that. I wasn't making a conversation here."

"Okay okay. I'm leaving. Goodnight boss."

I don't understand friendly people. Like at least wait for a signal or something before adding your opinions. Now I have to do this document before that little girl comes here.

As I was gathering my papers my phone began ringing. Ughh I'm not in the mood for people now. I don't even understand how I work at such social places.

"Hello? Hello?" I mean I answered the phone the least  whoever this person can do is to just tell me why they called me.

"Uhm um...hi Ms Moreau. It's Bianca. Bianca Miyana."   It's that little girl who still keeps mispronouncing my surname. I wonder who told her I was 'Ms Moreau'  man!

"Oh, yes Ms Miyana?"  At least I was nice enough to pronounce hers right. I wonder why she's calling me. She has this tendency of calling me late in the afternoons.

"I'm standing in front of Hotel Bally and I-I was actually wondering if I should come get that document today."  Today? At this time of the day. What is wrong with this girl?

"No, no it's fine. You'll get it another time. It's pretty late don't you think?" 

"Yes mam it's getting a little bit misty."   I looked outside through the window in my office to see. It was really getting misty and darker.

"You should probably leave now. I cannot be the last person you called before you die"  I probably should not have said that.

What's keeping her at Hotel Bally. I mean she surely can't be spending the night there. That hotel is expensive.

"O-okay uhh haha bye."  She sounded a bit scared.

I don't understand what was happening but I wanted to keep on talking to her for a bit. Unlike other people. I actually enjoyed our conversation. Weird.

"Bianca look for a black Mercedes-Benz V-class. They are always available at this time."  That was the only way I could use to find out if she's sleeping at the hotel. Offer her transportation.

"Aren't those expens-"  talking about expenses. I hung up the phone so I could call the one person I knew would help me at this moment. 

"The one and only Mpho, Gift!I need your help man. Are you at the hotel?" His name means gift in English. Mpho is in his home language.

"That's right. What can I do for you today?"