Strange Love

Chapter 6

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I looked at her straight, dark ginger hair that stopped at her waist. She also had hair glued to her forehead. Her face was shaped nicely—for an exporter, that is. Her button nose and face were covered in make-up. As for her lips covered in gloss, her fake lashes covered her light but dark brown eyes. She wore a tight cropped shirt that hugged her big boobs and baggy pants that complimented her dark olive-brown waist and flat stomach. She had curves in the good places. But I prefer slim ones. Shouldn't she also dress more professionally? Shaking my head.

She kept looking at me with her eyes traveling slowly down. I just blankly stared at her, waiting for her to take my bags and put them in the car. She rolled her eyes and finally spoke. "Let's go." She walked ahead of me and led me to a white Honda car.

"You can put those in the trunk." She said this, referring to my two bags as she stood next to the opening trunk.

That's her damn job. Deciding to be petty, I finally spoke. "Mi no hablo ingles." I shoved the bag into her and turned to get into the passenger seat. She soon got into the car and slammed the door shut, making me look at her.

"Nigga, I don't know who you think you is—no, who you think I am—but don't pull that shit again." I only stared at her, confused. What the fuck is a nigga? I was going to ask the question but decided against it and looked out the window.

Soon she started driving in silence. I guess she doesn't like it quiet since she started blasting rap music. It is too damn early for this shit. I internally groaned and harshly put my head on the window. She changed it to something softer and lowered the volume. I lifted my head back up, unzipped Maeun's bag, and held her as she started meowing.
"YOU HAVE A CAT?!"
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We finally got into the house after the peaceful car ride. I followed her into the house, but she continued walking, not even stopping to take her shit off.

Just nasty. I let Maeun go, and I held onto the white wall, taking my shoes off and then slipping on my slippers. Putting my shoes down at the door, I finally looked at my surroundings. The house was medium-sized. It's not as big as my house, but it'll do. Judging from the walls, the theme seemed to be gray and white. It also smelled nice, as if a scented candle had been lit.

I was getting ready to follow the direction my exporter went, but my name got called, so I went anyway.

I went into the kitchen, but my attention immediately went to my exporter's shoes in disgust.

"What." She said, her soft, silky voice now becoming rough with her accent.

I didn't respond. It's simply not worth my time to argue with someone who couldn't even take my bags.

"Wow your tall! What's your name?" I looked at a little boy who had the same skin color as my exporter but was two shades darker. He looked like a pufferfish with his stuffed mouth.

Tiffany placed the spatula down, and turned around to looked up at me. "Damn you are tall." She she said taking in my appearance.

I fucking get it.

"Are you hungry, I bet that flight was tuff." 

No shit. That airplane food looked weird.

I glanced at my exporter and smirked, "very hungry; after waiting so long, I think I deserve a hot meal. That plane ride gave me backaches. I think food will help with my little problem." I spoke as many words as possible to make the exporter mad.

She nodded in understanding. "Also, Seo; this is Jace, Yaniyah, Jazmine, and Khionae. She pointed at each of them. "He'll stay with us for a while." She told them.

I didn't really care for their names; I was tired, hungry, and hurting. My back was really hurting. All I wanted was my mom's cooking. Her rice that had fried egg and octopus shaped fried sausages.

Jace jumped down from the stool and came to me. "So you can be my brother then! Teach me how to become like you! I wanna be tall!" He looked as if he had braids glued to his head, his scalp showed but went in the direction of the glued braids.

This kid needs to leave me alone,

I faked my signature smile. "Sure, but finish eating; that's how you grow tall." Before he could reply, Tiffany told Khionae to move. Saving me by doing so. She rolled her eyes, then went somewhere after Tiffany placed my plate down.

My eyes traveled down to her ass; it's not just the Chile and Spain girls that need advice from Asians, but Baltimore too.
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I finished eating. I hate to admit it, but Ms.Tiffany's cooking was alright, I guess. I placed my dish in the sink, so I stood beside her. I was getting ready to wash it until she spoke. "Seo, could you bring this to Khionae's room? It's the second room on the right when you go upstairs." She said this, referring to the plate in her hands. "And tell her to show you your room so you can settle in."

The girl can come downstairs by herself and get it.

"Ok," I grabbed the plate from her and followed the directions she had given me. I opened the door to her room. She was laid out on her bed with her glowing backside showing and a blue bra covering a part of it.

She sat up and looked at me. "What do you want—?" Then she froze for a second. "GET OUT NIGGA!" She covered her full boobs but held the blanket tightly, only making them look more defined.

Not my type.

I walked into the room and set the plate on the nightstand.

"Stop calling me Nigga; my name is Seo. It's not that hard. Nigga doesn't even sound like Seo, you dumbass. If I call you a nigga, you'll get mad." I said, annoyed by her false pronunciation of my name. Even at the airport they called me that. They didn't even know me bro.

She looked offended and thought for a moment.
"You realize nigga is racist if you say it right?" She said.

"Well, I didn't know that." I snapped. Maybe if I were in Korea, I wouldn't have to go through the trouble of these dumbass names. Remind me to never say that shit again. I gazed down at her chest, then stormed out.

"CLOSE THE DOOR." She yelled

My room. I walked back to her room. "Show me to my room."

"That's not how you asked." With me not replying, she gave up. "Get out so I can put my shirt on." I walked out, not bothering to close the door, and walked a few steps down the hall.

Khionae needs to pop that Seo in da mouth and Seo needs to shove soap in Khionae's mouth. Jkjkjkjkkjjk. But please vote and comment.
-TrickWriteer