"Are you excited?!" My mother squeals. I give her a deadpan look, and she stops squealing. "I'll take that as a yes, even though your facial expression begs to differ," she adds.
"I'm sorry, I'm just letting it sink in how awkward this is going to be for him. And me. But I'll play it cool. I'm playing it cool," I tell her, putting my hair in a ponytail and continually nodding. Fake it 'til you make it, Kaia.
"Good for you, sweetie! You look lovely, by the way," she tells me, and I give her a small smile while I bite into a fresh cold apple. "Okay, well I'm gonna be late for work! There's an event that starts at 10 and I need to go now. You have the address to Lauren's house, right?" She starts to rush, throwing things in her bag and carrying the trays of cupcakes to drop them off at the shop first.
"Yeah, I have it. And an event? Who parties on a Monday?" I scrunch my face and give my mother a look. She mutters she doesn't know, quickly kisses me on the cheek, and then runs out the door. I sit alone in the kitchen for a few moments, and then I get up, grab my bag, and walk out the door.
When I arrive at the house, I don't know whether I should walk up to the front and ring the doorbell, or if they will just know that I'm here and come to the car. I decide to just walk up to the door, doing it the old fashioned way, because I feel like exchanging names when they're getting in my car is kind of awkward.
When I ring the doorbell, I hear footsteps running down the stairs, and a little girl answers the front door. It's Lauren's niece, the little girl who scarred me for life after barfing in a swimming pool.
"Hey! You must be Kaia! Aunt Lauren told me you'd be driving me and my brother to school. I'm pretty nervous, is it normal to be nervous? I'm nervous because I won't know anyone, so I think it's normal to be nervous for that kind of thing. Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. I talk a lot when I'm nervous. I need to stop saying nervous. Oh, damn. I said it again," the little girl turns red, and I can't help but laugh. She looks exactly the same from the last time I saw her. Sick to her stomach.
"It's nice to meet you," I realize I don't even remember her name, but I'll just wait until someone else says it. "Don't be nervous, your classmates will love you. It's a small town, so it's big news when there's a new kid. Everyone wants to be friends with the new kid, you'll be fine," I explain, trying to calm her down.
"You're right, everyone will love me. I like you already, Kaia. You're my favourite new person so far. I'll update you if I find someone else at school to favour over you. But so far, you're my favourite," she says. Wow, this little girl really is affectionate.
"Bianca!" I hear a woman shout. So that's her name. Bianca. Lauren comes walking out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dirty rag. "What did I tell you about answering the door to strangers-Oh! Kaia! You're here early. That's wonderful. Come in, come in. Hayden's almost finished getting ready, he just needs a few more-"
"We'll wait in the car!" Bianca cheers, cutting off her aunt and grabbing my hand. She's pulling me towards my car, and I laugh and follow her lead.
"Nice to see you again, Miss Jenkins!" I wave, while Bianca is still pulling me away. "Hey, what's the rush, girl?" I laugh.
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Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk
Novela Juvenil"It's not a dumb expression. Why are you going to be upset about something that's already happened? It can't be undone, Hayden. You have to live with it. Live with it, and move on," -K. P Kaia Parker is known as cupcake girl, and also known as the g...
