She's my way out.

Chapter Four.

"Why were you at that Drink up yesterday?" She looked at me through her light brown eye's,her glare made me uncomfortable in a way and nobody could ever do that, not even fed. "Are you gonna answer my question then?"

"Dont chat to me like that, like say im twelve." came my response, she's a pretty girl but you know them ones where they try take advantage of that.

"This is our fifth session, and your not making progress."

"Cah you aint doing you job properly." i stated simply. "Get me,a nice yard Portugal, maybach, narh Rari or Bentley narh this is getting me vex. And i promise you i'll never do road again."

" Your taking the piss now, dont try blame this on me, you shouldn't be around those types of people." You could tell she took this to hurt, as she spoke on the subject i learnt she was passionate about it moving her hands as she spoke.
"Why were you there then?"

"Believe it or not i have a social life, im only nineteen."
"Nineteen?" i repeated in disbelief "You know you got a better job than certain man would have in their life time."

"But they could though, its just cah you lot don't work hard."

"How you mean? Night's in the bando and meetings about ion know what you man have your meetings about are the same."

"There is a big difference." she laughed.

"Narh there aint, everyone's on their grind outchea, we just have different ways about it."

She gave me a rare smile causing me to smile back, she released a deep sign before signing something on a piece of paper and sliding it across the wooden table my way. "Whats this?" i asked her, slowly reading the letter, i learnt that she wanted to get rid of me, give me off to a next probation officer, i weren't having that, what type of mockery? "Why you bare screwin?" she finally asked me
"What happened to you weren't like the others? that you could actually help man in a way even though i aint really bothered" Ive tried to show respect for this girl first time we met but now i couldnt care less if my annoyed attuide was evident. "Its not working!" she exclaimed"Im doing my best. I tried to act like i didnt see you stuff whites i your socks last night but i cant."

"Wah you know bout whites?"
She rolled her eye's tapping her nails across the wooden table, "Could you lowe that?" i asked her

"Could you live normal for once? No robbing, shottin, stabbing."

"Dont judge me on the shit i do, you think i'd be here if i wasn't custom to that shit?"
"You dont have to be though! When are you gonna get the message. Arh do you know what? I cant be bothered any more, just sign the ting and you'll be referred to a next probation officer, cah i know im doing my job right, maybe im too good for you." I licked my lips over turning way, not feeling her sarcasm. "So are you gonna sign it or not?" I kissed my teeth releasing a deep sign, she shoved the black biro in my face not breaking eye contact, them pink plump lips of hers were making my hand quiver, the mandem were laughing when i told them i was feeling my probation officer, but who wouldn't? "Aint signing it ."

she looked at me hard i knew she wanted to parr, her serious facial expression was on as her brown eye's darted from me to the paper. Just then the door opened, One lady iv'e seen walk through the halls on a regs whenever i came in, she knew she walked in on a tense moment by her uneven facial expression. "Is everything alright here?" she asked.

"Fine" Naomi miraculously chirped up, wearing a smile on her face as her and her colleague began to communicate in conversation. The lady now wore an amuse smile on her lips, "Is something going on here." her eye's moved from me to Naomi "No No no." Naomi cheeks flushed "Were just talking about-"
"Why is there a release paper on the table?"
"Why are you so inna?" i asked her

"This is a joke" The lady retorted in a calm sinister tone "I knew your age would get in the way of your work, your using this as a time to-"
"A time to better me, and that is what Naomi is doing, better than my last probation officers, so moretime you need to get your priorities correct stop worrying about her job but your creps." i slowly looked down at her creps in disgust, tell me why business woman always wear their fancy shit with fucked up new balances?" Her faced dropped and she looked over at Naomi who was filled with amusement and wished to burst out laughing knowing that it would effect her job. The inquisitive lady left the room allowing Naomi to laugh as loud as she could, she got comfortable taking her heels off and placing her legs on the desk, "I've changed my mind." she said

"What if i dont want you no more?"

"Please, who wouldn't me?" she asked flicking her weave, this was the beginning of something new.