Vulpecula ✔️

Something Different.

Ever since my first day I've been striving to do everything in my power to adjust. So far it hasn't been difficult. Everything seems okay and happening. Although boring, not as boring as it used to be back in the mansion all alone. Clayton has given me a break from the questions. And everyone else seems to be accepting me and Sophia well.

Though so far I jam very well with Clayton and Dylan. Sophia is a reserved person, so with her, it's hard to talk about but when she does talk, it's like you're captivated. There's nothing else you'd want to focus on when she is talking. Then comes Calla. She is an amazing person, fun, loud and outgoing but not in a rude way. With her, conversations always turn funny. I've hardly ever seen her serious. But that's good too.

All the other guys are fun. Like the cool dudes, you see roaming the streets who don't give a damn about anyone. Especially Kayden. He is the ultimate 'I don't give a fuck' kind of a person. But that's weird too because he just doesn't care at all. About nothing and yet he gets good grades. I was jealous, but whatever.

Seeing as it was the weekend, I spent the morning with papa John and Joanna in their house. By the afternoon all of our friends were supposed to meet at a cafe nearby. They wanted to hang out and I was all in for it. Hardly two weeks had passed and we were all really good friends.

"I'll leave. And yes Joanna I won't forget to get your doughnuts with chocolate and pineapple. And Papa John if anything bad happens I'll call you. And also I'm taking one of the cars. I'll drive safe." I announced as I began walking out.

Joanna gave me teary eyes and then looked at papa John. He had a smile on his face that could melt any heart due to the warmth in it.

"Why are you crying?" I asked her cautiously.

"It's not chocolate glaze. It's mango glazed doughnuts." She said with a sob. I felt bad for forgetting it so I hugged her and tried to calm her down. Ever since her fifth month of pregnancy, we have all been walking on eggshells.

Papa John took leave from his office, he works from home as the CEO of one of the biggest hotel and hospital chains in the world. Yes, we are that loaded. But if anyone saw how we people live, they'd be surprised. Especially with papa John. He doesn't do all the luxuries for the show of it, like my father. He does more charity than anyone else I've ever known.

"Baby, she'll bring it. And if you want anything else she will bring that too. Please don't cry. I love you." Papa John spoke softly as if talking to a kid.

"Yes. I love you Jo-Jo. Please don't cry." I added and kissed her forehead. She slowly wiped her tears and nodded at me.

Phew.

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I entered the cafe and immediately felt something wrong. There was this aura about the cafe that had me feeling guarded and cautious. I walked over to my group and sat down after greeting everyone. A lady with crystal clear black skin took our order. I was told that this was the hanging out point for the group and the cafe was owned by this black couple who had the best doughnuts, which resulted in Joanna's doughnut demand.

I excused myself from the group to go and give the unusual order for Joanna. As I was walking towards the counter I felt eyes on me. This was not someone I know. This gaze strangely left a burning sensation in my shoulder, but I shrugged it off as nothing.

"Oh my god." The lady behind the counter shrieked as she saw me. All eyes turned on me and I heard collective gasps. That lady suddenly threw a towel over my body and kept patting my shoulder which made me his in pain. It felt like my shoulder was raw, burning.

"You didn't feel it?!" Clayton asked me as soon as he got to me.

"Feel what?" I asked him. Having felt drained and tired I slumped down on the floor and rested on all four of my limbs.