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janet Jackson - fit. ⤴
My foot tapped anxiously on the cab floor. The Google maps app said I was less than five minutes away from Ciara's cousin's house. I'm not too sure how to feel about it.
And I'm almost positive her cousin doesn't want me there. When Ciara thought I was sleep I could hear her on the phone begging her cousin to let me stay.
If she really doesn't want me at her house I'll leave. I'd hate to be a burden. In fact, one of my biggest fears is to be a burden.
But I hope she doesn't mind too much, I don't have anywhere to go. I'm afriad of a shelter and-well, I couldn't find an apartment. Or a job, hopefully I'll find one near campus.
Which is another thing I have to be worried about. I've only been to community college back at home. I don't do too well with new environments and I heard university is horrifying.
I only came here because Ciara made me come. She always raved about me being too smart to go to a stupid college like community. And, I always listen to Ciara, so, I'm here.
The cab pulled up to a house and I whined once looking at it. Not that it was unappealing or anything. It was clean, and had a pretty nice driveway and even a cute lawn.
But I was still scared, this was my girlfriend's cousin, not mine. And, I've heard plenty of stories about her. None of which were too good.
Getting out the cab, I got all my things from the trunk and brought them towards the porch. It wasn't much, I plan on gong shopping soon. I then went to knock.
Just before my hand could fall onto the nicely painted door, I stopped myself.
Maybe I should practice what I say first.
"Hello!" No, that's too excited.
"Hi." Cliche.
"Howdy!" I'm not even from the south.
"Greetings my fel-" Alright that was embarrassing to even think.
"Hi I'm Janet, Ciara's girlfriend?" That would work I guess. But maybe I shouldn't say it like a question.
This wasn't working, and what if the neighbors are watching me stand at the door and talk to myself?
I pushed all I'd practiced to the back of my head and just knocked, my heart really shouldn't be racing this fast.
