Chapter 5

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Being poked and prodded was not my idea for this afternoon. I didn't have breakfast so I'm hangry now, so when Miss Rachel's needle pokes me for the hundredth time, I resist the urge to poke it into her eyes.

"Stay still Emiliana," I couldn't even bother to correct her.

"When will you be done?"

"Ten minutes."

"That's what you said ten minutes ago," I groaned.

"But you keep moving around," she said.

We were currently in the fitting room upstairs; the place was filled with shelves filled with different materials. Uniforms weren't the only things she made. The place had light pink walls with a white rug in the middle of the white floors, a chandelier that gleamed, some bean bags and creepy mannequins; the mannequins themselves aren't creepy, I just think that all mannequins are.

"Done," she said with one final prick. That one had to be on purpose.

"Finally," I stretched my body.

"I'll have your uniform, and your sportswear delivered tomorrow, Head back to the office, your mother and Mr. Rayton should be back," I shivered at the thought of seeing my mother blush.

I'm not surprised he hit on her, Nora Reyes at age 37 was still beautiful, her heart shaped face, black curly hair, full lips and mesmerizing green eyes. No matter how many times guys approached she never acknowledged them, I wonder what's with the sudden change of heart.

"Myla, everything okay?" I turned to Miss Rachel, who had a worried look in her eyes. I was standing in the doorway; I didn't even know when I'd started moving. I hate zoning out.

"Yep. Thanks," I said. I returned to Edward's office to find my mother smiling at him. Maybe I'm still asleep.

"What the heck?" I said, gaining their attention.

"That's very inappropriate, Emiliana," my mother said, scowling at me.

"What's inappropriate is seeing you and Mr. Edward flirti ng with each other."

"I can't help flirting when I see a beautiful woman," My stomach grumbled, I'll just accept the nightmare.

"I'm too hungry to deal with this," I plopped on the seat next to Mama.

"How was your fitting?" she asked.

"Fine," I replied. I was even too hungry to complain.

"Your things have been transported to your room," Edward said.

"I packed what I could," Mama said.

"As long as there's no pink or short sleeves. I don't care."

"Wow. You must be starving," Mama said.

"Luckily, Nathan is on his way to pick up the rankings. I'll have him escort you to the cafeteria," Edward said.

"I must be leaving now. Myla don't start trouble too soon and please make friends. I love you and Theo left something for you," she stood up.

"Love you too," She kissed my forehead.

"Let me escort you to the car," Please don't.

"It's not a problem."

"I insist," I know I'm meant to escort her, but she knows I won't. Abandonment and attachment issues are not fun.

"Nathan will be here soon, tell him to wait. I will be back soon," he said as he and my mother left the room. It was then it dawned on me that I was going to be alone with Nathenial Grayson. I hope I'll wake up soon because this nightmare is becoming annoying.

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