PROLOGUE Continued...
I sighed resting my head on the shower wall of my small bathroom, as the cold water rinsed the soap from my body. I'm used to the freezing water from the shower now. I've not paid the electricity bills for two months now, and last week, the landlord turned off the connection after I couldn't pay.
I thought about asking Rose, but she has done enough for me already. And I'd rather bath with cold water and sleep in darkness, than ask her for any more money. (Not that she would mind)
Rose's parents, are your typical rich parents. Her mother hates my guts, and her father literally worships the ground she walks on. (which means, he hates who she hates) According to her, I'm not her daughter's type, as i belong in the gutter.
I stopped going to Rose's house, two years ago, after her mother had mistakenly poured cold water on me in front of her highly influential friends from book club. (mistakenly my foot) Rose begged me for months. She still does sometimes, but I brush it off. I've gone through worse.
Twisting the almost broken shower handle, I got out of the bathroom, and wrapped my towel around my body. I shivered as I stepped into my room. Locking it, I undressed and got into my comfortable big shirt, I got in a thrift store last month.
I hopped on my bed hurriedly, hoping I could get some sleep so I won't look like a zombie tomorrow. "I pray Rose's friend doesn't turn out to be the snobby type" I whispered, saying a little prayer before falling asleep.
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"You're always so late Chica!!" Rose exclaimed, as I got into her very comfortable passenger seat. "Good morning to you too Roselane" I said, rolling my eyes.
"Nothing is good about this morning Mel." she said with a frown.
"What's up?" I asked turning to face her "Imagine when I woke up this morning, and found out that my Chanel purse was missing______" Rose babbled on, driving slowly on the road so she won't ruin her baby.
I zoned out after immediately, already used to her whining about her missing items." Are you even listening to me?" She shrieked, making me wince. "Why would Martha do that?" I said, showing that I was indeed listening to her.
But in my defense, all Rose complains about is her hatred for their 30years old maid Martha. One would think, she had a crush on her or something.
"I just hate her so much. If i wasn't a nice person, I'd take the money out of her salary!" She said, throwing her hands up in the air.
"Take it easy Rose, so you won't have an heart attack because of Martha. She Isn't worth it" I said to her, patting her rosy cheeks. And it's true Martha is like the evil sister of Mrs Cowell, her mother.
"I know right?...anywaysss I can't wait to introduce you to Viv. You'll love her I promise" she gushed, turning to grin at me.
"That's what you said when we went to see Lucressia too, Rose. And she turned out to be even snobbier than your mum. And that says a lot" I groaned, remembering how annoying and disgusting the woman was.
"Oh my gosh, can you ever forget her?" She giggled, probably remembering the day. "OMG don't touch my bag, it's fucking Gucci... disgusting" I said, trying to mimic her voice.
"Oh my God Mel, you're so evil." Rose stated, laughing so hard that I could see water coming out of her eyes." But I'm very serious Rose. Tell me now so I can stop at the next bust stop" I said to her, staring at her with pleading eyes.
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