A/N Hey Peeps!!!! So, here is chapter 15. Finally, I'm uploading on time... So has anyone heard Beyonce's and Naughty Boy Runnin'?? I'm obsessed.... Can't stop listening.. So, this one is a tiny chapter...
As usual, unedited. Find my mistakes and comment them.
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'Why the hell are we here?' I whispered to Nile.
You wouldn't believe me if I told you about where we were.
We were on the grounds of a freaking palace. See? I told you wouldn't believe.
Right in front of us were a fountain. There were neatly trimmed bushes on each side and in front of us the path was fully green. And the area was so huge that it could be counted as a golf course.
I am not kidding. Honest.
And around the entire area was forest. Like real, dense, green forest. The place was so beautiful that I felt like I shouldn't be here. Does that even make sense?
'C'mon.' Nile said and walked ahead, unfazed by everything.
'Please tell me that we aren't crashing into Bill Gates' home.' I said slowly, following.
'Seriously? Where the hell did you come up with that?' he snorted, continuing on his path; which was a small lane in the middle of the large lawn. The lane was made of interlocked tiles and they were really pretty.
I could see the house another twenty meters far. The house was huge, like I said. It was painted white. Like pearl white and it had dark tinted windows. Instead of doors and windows made of normal wood or whatever, these were glass, like complete glass. Which was so epic that I felt... I don't even know what I felt.
'Please tell me where we're going.' I begged Nile now, my eyes still not averted from the house.
'Just stay calm, Skittles and shut up.'
'Skittles?' I asked in confusion.
'What did I say?'
I shut up and continued on the path. Once we reached near the building, or house, or whatever, Nile pressed the intercom sorta, whatever I don't know exactly.
'Mom, why the hell do you always keep the doors locked at daytime?' he spoke into that thingy annoyingly.
Wait. MOM?
NILE'S MOM?
So, this was.... NILE'S GODDAMN HOME???
'Nile, no swearing. And wait, I will come down now.'
I think I was still in the initial shock. If not, the initial shock wasn't so initial anymore.
The door opened and a tall, curvy woman with blonde hair opened the door, smiling at us. She was so pretty and thin, yet had amazing curves and everything and long legs and flawless hair and skin. If I was a guy, I would have been gaping with my mouth open.
'Who's the guest we have?' the lady smiled warmly at me.
Nile got in and walked straight somewhere, leaving me with the lady.
'I'm Ashley.' I said, smiling. I felt so sticky with sweat and I felt like dying from embarrassment.
That idiot left me alone. I swear I'm gonna-
'I'm Elise, Nile's Mom.' She said, letting me in into the grandeur.
My mouth fell open when I saw what was inside.
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