𝗜 𝗠 𝗔 𝗡 𝗜"Imani !"
"Did Steve just call you by your government name ?" Kei's eyes bucked.
"I think he did" I whisper. "Yeah !?"
"You have a guest"
"ME ?"
My siblings and I looked at each other, all confused because we've never had a personal guest besides friends recently but they always just let them in. We sat our uno cards down and all went to meet Steve at the door. At the same time our mom was also making her way inside from the kitchen. Steve stood at the door with it closed but his hand still on the knob.
"Who's here for Mani ?" Mom asked.
"Beckett Neale. The coordinator from the college you were accepted into"
"Beckett ? The guy from London ? Outside our American door ?" Essence was as shocked as I was.
"That's him. He brung his papers, identification and he has the information you gave him. He's real"
"Who told him it was okay to come to my house ?"
"Honey don't go out there and scare the poor kid. He wants to have an interview with Mani and talk about school" Steve quickly stopped my mother. She doesn't play when it comes to her home address.
"I guess I'll go see what that's about then"
"Good luck"
"Thanks"
I pushed my phone into my back pocket and walked outside to meet Beckett. I pulled the door closed behind me but I got suspicious because he wasn't there. Did I take too long and he left ? Or did Steve scare him away ? I stepped back to go back inside when a voice called out to me-
"Ms.Shane ?"
The voice came from the car that was parked across the street. He's about the same height as Jake— a brunette with short curls that sat on top of his head and pretty green eyes. He dresses nice too, almost aesthetically appealing in his cream turtle neck and white pants. Not as pale as Jake but definitely white, no tattoos or piercings but he has pearly white teeth like him. The teeth that flashed at me the second I breathed towards him.
"Imani" I corrected him." But that would be me. You're Beckett right ?"
"Imani," He nods. "And yes I'm Beckett"
"Well firstly Beckett, welcome to America but why are you at my house ? In America ?"
His head dropped for a second to chuckle and then rises back up at me. "I'm here for an interview with you"
"Yes but why are you HERE ? We could've done this when I got there"
"You're right but there was a convention here for some of the engineering students and that's not my forte so I thought it'd be perfect to come and meet some of our future students. Some of my future classmates perhaps"
"Classmates huh ? So if I'm not a good classmate I won't get approval ?"
"Whether I love or hate you you're already approved so I guess it's for my own pleasure you know ?"
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Heroin || BWWM||Book.1
FantasyHe's recovering, is lead vocalist and guitar(and good with many other instruments) in a band with his friends, has tattoos, a lip piercing, blue eyes and black fluffy hair, confident, a grumpy lover who's love language is physical touch, calls you L...