LEILA {ongoing}

35. Go For It

Thursday afternoon, Mica and I took off together once school was over to pick up Lucy from her nursery school. Mica hadn't told her that I would be coming so when she saw me, her high squeal echoed around the lot, drawing the attention of a few concerned adults. That was until she jumped into my arms.

"You're back, you're back! Brover Leilei's home!!"

"Yes she is, princess." Laughing at the both of us as I swing her around in my arms. "Did you want her to come over?"

"Yes, pweese!" She whines, her hands clasped behind my neck. "Pweese come over, Leilei."

Giving her a peck on the cheek. "Only because you asked so nicely and guess what?" Taking a quick breath in, trying to create excitement. Her eyes widen instantly. "I...brought... PRESENTS!"

Lucy gasps and laughs out, "YAY!"

Heading to mine first, Lucy chats away in the back, describing her day in great detail. It's very cute and Mica and I keep sharing glances at each other, trying not to giggle at some of the things that come out of her mouth.

Running into my house, I throw all the gifts for the three of them in my bag and run back to the car that's still running because it's cold and Mica didn't want Lucy getting a chill. He's such a sweet brother.

Opening the car door, I gingerly place my bag on the floor before hopping in. "Mica, why don't I drive myself to your place. I can't stay too long anyway and don't want you to have to drive me back."

"Just get in, Australia." Rolling his eyes at me. "Also a heads up. Mum and dad might be home soon so-"

"Cool, I've never met your parents." Genuinely excited to finally meet them.

My reaction seems to relax him for some reason but he doesn't have anything to worry about. I love meeting my friends parents. It's especially great when they tell me all the embarrassing stories of their kids. So fun.

Once Mica is parked, I jump out, gently throwing my bag over my shoulder and help Lucy out of her car seat.

Holding my hand as we walk up to the front door we are greeted by a beautiful blonde woman wearing a very plush, soft looking, beige track suit and matching sweater combo.

"My babies!" She coo's. Lucy lets go of my hand and jogs the last few steps as the woman bends at her knees and opens her arms that Lucy runs into. "I missed you, princess."

"Hi, mommy. Missed you too." Leaning away from her mum, Lucy half turns and points at me. "This is my friend, Leilei."

"Ahh," Mrs Anderson stands tall. "You're the famous, Leila." Smirking at her son as she steps towards me and brings me into a hug.

"Hello, Mrs Anderson. It's lovely to finally meet you." Holding onto my shoulders she smiles down at me.

Mrs Anderson is a beautiful woman and currently not wearing a brush of makeup. Soft wavy blonde hair, the same colour as her children, light brown happy eyes and a killer smile. She also looks fit and about 5'8. Basically she's the definition of a MILF.

"The pleasure is all mine." Looping her arm in mine. "Come in, come in. I'll introduce you to my husband, Tom, and please call me Maria."

Not 10 minutes later, The whole family and I are in the lounge room. The boys on either side of me on the single seats, Mr and Mrs Anderson tucked up together on the couch while Lucy and I are sitting on pillows on the floor next to the coffee table.

I had bought the boys joke presents that were basically the fugliest thing in the tourists stores. To say they were super happy is a outright lie.

They were trying to be super polite until they cottoned on that I meant to buy them lame presents and then the whining started from Mica.