The Register

Chapter 3

School closed and I stood infront of my school saying a silent goodbye. Hoping to see it tomorrow. Anyways, I gotta go. There was this particular tv show I didn't wanna miss. It's 3 :30pm and they start 4:30. John, my brother stayed back saying he's got other things to do. Do I even care? It's not like I will wait for him mpo. I joined my friends and we chatted as we walked. We walked on the dusty grounds waving our 'bread people', our should I say..customers?, and other people.
"Ok, see you soon"I waved at my friends, Claire and Lauretta and Mena(my school mummies). They pamper me too much.
"Bye"
"Bye bestieee"
"Buh Byeee" I smiled as I watched them walk away.
"Time to go home"I said to my self and off I went, stomping my foot, twisting my lips and squinting my eyes. My walk was quiet and peaceful. No drama like the one we have in class. Eii, I would have to ask Wyanti about the lastest gossip in the class. I want to know what will happen between Robert and Diana. But what about Kingsley? Ah, I don't understand this thing oo. Yes, Georgina can give me some information too. But Yvonne and Kayla, the 'rich spoilt brats' as they call it. Won't they fight over Harry again? Then, Gilbert, a politician's son, he seems down nowadays. Eii what's happening kraaa. I felt frustrated with myself for being in the class but not knowing what was going on.
'Because your head is always in your books'my subconscious mind reminded and I hit my head unintentionally.
"Ouch"I rubbed my forehead.
Next time, I will make sure I pay attention to the class' issues.
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I stood infront of my house. The formally haunted Aristoque Metic house. It was a very big house, infact a mansion with all those huge windows that looked like a castle's window and doors made of royal stuff. I think a royal once lived here. I don't tell my friends about my private life because I don't want fake friends like Yvonne, and Jessica to gush over me just because I have rich parents. There are more, I think, but the one I know are these two. I don't even know the history of the house. All I know is that, it was haunted since the 1800s but then, the house was renovated. I didn't allow anyone renovate my room except for some few things which by all means, needed to be repaired. I told my parents, I liked how old the room was and everything. I like having a feeling of the 1900s things and those olden days stuff so they let me keep it.
I walked forward and rang the bell. I checked my time and it was already 3:56
After some time, I heard our house help's footsteps. Yep, house help. We don't really need a house help, house helps, I mean but because the mansion looks like a castle and it can get dirty, they got a house help and daddy said it will help us too or something.

I don't trust.

I can't trust.

There is this help amongst the helps that I suspect. I don't know, but I think she is not human or something, but hey, I'm not afraid of anyone. I have a living God protecting me and guiding me so I don't see a reason why I should be scared.
I looked at the house help who had opened the door for me. 'Eii Ella, you have to pay attention to your surroundings.'I scolded
"Day dreaming again?" She raised her eyebrow.
"Nope"I laughed.
"Good afternoon aunt Lisa"in the house, no one calls anyone maid or help or stuff like that. It's insulting in our point of view. So aunty will do.

"Heyy Emmanuella how was school"Typical aunt Lisa. Always being 'semi-formal.' This moment she will be this, another moment,she will be that.
"Great" I said as I released myself from the hug.
She went to lock the gate and came to me
"Go and bath and get ready, food is almost ready"she smiled.
"Aunty when are you marrying. I bet all men will fall for your smile immediately they see you"I teased as I proceeded to walk.
"Silly girl"she hit me. Seeing Aunt Lisa smile made me smile too. I don't know why, but among the house helps, I'm sorry I mean among the aunties,it's Aunt Lisa that I feel attached to the most. She was chocolate in complexion just like me with deep brown eyes and short hair. She is not slim and she is not fat too. Should I say...she is in the middle?