|Chapter 9

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Hey guys! Funny thing, I just realized that this book was under the category of non-fiction instead of fiction.

For some reason, I get confused between fiction and non-fiction.

Anyways, I also wanted to apologize for taking long to post. I've been having writer's block and plus school work was getting out of hand.

Not only that, when I read other people's books, I keep doubting this book, so yah, here's another chapter. Hope you enjoy it.

**I got out the school doors and saw Layla waiting for someone and I was hoping that, that someone wasn't me. But then she approached me and her mouth started moving. Oh God**

Layla: Hey. I was wondering since we live in the same neighborhood we could go together

**she said and I found myself laughing a bit because towards the end of her sentence, her voice was squeaky. Damn! How nervous can a person get**

Me: Sure. But I have to pick my brother up

Layla: That's fine. Are you using an Uber?

Me: Yah, why?

Layla: I was thinking instead of you paying for two rides you pay for one. What I mean is that I pay for going to your brother's school and when we get there you pay for taking us home

Me: Or...

**I thought for a while then thought it was a good idea**

Me: kulungile meaning okay

Layla: I know its a good idea. And in the mornings is fine if I come with you to school with your mother and there will be days we get it with either my parents

**she said with a smile from ear to ear, proud of yourself. She even knows who I live with Stalker**

Me: hm-mmm Mara (But) what if I came to school using an Uber?

Layla: Then my parents wouldn't mind giving you a ride

**ehh, this child thinks I would ride with her and her parents. I don't even know her.**

Voice: Hey guys

** it was Rodriguez who greeted as he approached us**

Layla: I should start getting an Uber before Rose gets here

** Layla said as she took out her phone**

Rodríguez: Don't worry, she's at practice, she won't bother you guys at least for now

**he looked at me and had a serious look on his face**

Rodríguez: and you should delete that video

Me: For?

**he gave me a look for a second**

Rodríguez: If you referring to the practice then, she does cheerleading

**why is he telling me about Rose. I really don't care about her! **

Layla: What video?

**Layla asked and I couldn't tell if she was acting dump because I remember Rodríguez telling her in the library or she really forgot because she really did look confused**

Me: Yah, What video?

**I asked crossed armed, 'playing along'**

Rodríguez: You know what video.

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