My Housekeeper

| Chapter 3 |

Mahalia

i peek into the living room; the boys were laughing at jacob.

the boy with the short cut gestures me over to him.

i walk over.

me: hm?

he stands up, and stares at me for a bit.

Me: yes??

he opens his mouth, paused, and continues to talk.

craig: can we get some wings?

He's observing me, and I don't like it one bit. It made me nervous. This guy is weird. i took a step back.

me: um.. yeah..

he gave me a beautiful smile and sat back down.

*RIINNNG*

i ran to kitchen and pick up the house phone.

me: hello?

???: Yes, Mahalia? this is Mrs. Perez-August.

me: um, hey.

mrs.P-A: since you live in Texas and will be missing school to stay with us, you are enrolling school tomorrow with jacob and chresanto. The bus arrives at 7:15 am.

I don't say anything for a while.

Me: ...are you serious.

mrs.P-A: yes ma'am! chresanto has your school supplies. bye sweetie.

she hung up. i wasn't happy about this.

???: you okay?

i glance up. it was the guy with the 2 braids, standing in front of me.

me: yeah.

rayan: no, your not. mind telling me whats up?

I ignore him and continue to process the Pizza Hut order. I don't need people pretending like they care about me.

rayan: hey. I understand if you dislike me because of them, but I promise I am much nicer.

i continued to do what I was doing and ignore him.

rayan: well.. If you need a Atlanta friend to talk to I'm right here.

He said, handing me a slip of paper with digits on it. I wouldn't stretch my hand out to take it so he places it on the counter near me and walks away. When he was out of sight I sneak the slip of paper into my back pocket.
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