Not So Typical

Chapter Four

I finished the final details on the painting and cleared my throat to signal Ms. Smith that I was done.

" Well it was nice talking to you Roman." she says and walks to her desk giving me a wink. Roman turns towards me with a look that says he's still interested in seeing my painting. I sighed and said nonchalantly...

" I guess you can see it if your that interested in it." I said nonchalantly. 

I turned the easel to him and anxiously waited for a response.

" Its kind of weird but I feel a connection to your painting, It's a beautiful piece though." He said while staring at it for a while then turning to me with a smile.

" Thanks I guess."

I said kind of flustered while I turned away to put my stuff away. I have to kind of admit to myself but when he smiles like that it's kind of attractive. Don't tell Avery though she'll go crazy thinking I like him or something of that manner. That will never happened I'm just appreciating his looks from a far. Nothing strange with that. I might not like him but I do have eyes. 

*RINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG*

The sound of the bell knocked me right out of my thoughts. We both got our things and put our pieces up. I waved to Ms. Smith and we exited the classroom with the rest of the students to head to our next class.

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The rest of the day went by relatively quickly. I didn't have anymore classes with Avery or Roman. Currently I'm walking to my locker to get my stuff for homework *insert shudder here*.
I don't why I was expecting anything different from the teachers this year but I most likely will not be doing any of the homework. I just figured that its not for me, see I suffer from a disease called procrastination. 

I was yanked out of my thoughts by the sound of someone slightly yelling in an empty classroom. I know it's not right to impose on someone's conversation but my curiosity was so overwhelming I just had to see who it was.

I peeked in the slightly ajar door and was surprised to see that it was Roman. I was trying to understand what he was saying but he was switching back and forth between I what think was Russian and English.

" What do you mean there a mole?! How is that even possible! der'mo , ya vernus' v Rossiyu, chtoby ispravit' etu bullshi."

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Dad I don't care if it's not time to leave yet.
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A ne budu chertovski uspokoit'sya.
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I already found what I came here for.
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What do you mean its too soon! How much time do you need!
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I'll wait one more week, that's it.
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odna nedelya , do svidaniya ."

He hung up the phone and started rub his temples. His entire body language seemed so tense and stress was rolling of him in waves.  

Well that was intense. I backed away from the door and quietly sped walked to my locker. I can't have him catch me peeping on him. That would just be the end of me. Quickly grabbed my stuff and ran to my car. My thoughts were occupied with Roman my drive home. What does he mean by ' I found what I came here for' and ' there's a mole'. I'm soo curious about Roman and his crew now. What could they possibly want in this small unknown town? The suspense is killing me. I've been reading too much wattpad lately.

Without realizing I got home faster than usual. I parked, turned off my car, and opened the front door.

" Mommmm!..............."

I waited and I got no answer.

" Daddd?!..................."

No answer again. That's strange my parents are always home. I walked around my house looking in all the rooms to see if they were really gone. When I got to the home office upstairs I heard the hushed voices of my parents. They sound like they were having a serious conversation maybe that's why they didn't hear me.....

" Why are they here Richard?! They weren't suppose to find us! We are suppose to be safe! She isn't safe anymore! W-we have to move again and change our names and..." My dad cut her off with a hug and then said....

"We will be okay Kaimana. She will be just fine. We will be just fine..."

He whispered the last part sounding like he was trying to convince himself. He was holding  my mom so tight it was as if he was preventing her from crumbling apart. I silently stepped away from the door and walked towards my room. Confusion just flooded my head before I retired to my room. 

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I've been in my room for about three hours now. My parents came by about two hours ago saying that they ' went for a walk and lost track of time.'  I just went along with it and told them it was fine but the whole time I was trying to figure why they were lying to me. Right now I am laying on the bed with these questions running through my head for like the pass three hours....

What did my mom mean when she said, ' why are they here...' and ' we have to change our names again...' Who are 'they' and 'again' ? What the hell is going on!? My dad called my mom Kaimana, I thought her name was Anna?! Is Richard even my dad's name? My head hurts from all this stress. I need some fresh air because my life has literally turned into a LifeTime movie. 

I dragged on some sweatpants, a oversize crop sweatshirt and some slides. I grabbed my glasses, phone, small drawing pad, pencil, and headed to the old playground by my house. I put my headphones on and played my favorite song for the moment, which is This Is What It Feels Like by Banks.

On my way to the park I felt someone watching me so I kept turning around every five minutes. I always feel like there is someone watching me ever since I was little. My parents were always paranoid when I was growing up, so their weird habits stuck on my.  My solution was to speed walk the rest of the way. As soon as I reached to the park I headed to the swings, which is like the best part of the going to the park.

I sat on one of the swings and started to gently swing myself while trying to clear my head. A million and one thing was running my mind all at once. My eyes closed and I was so in my thoughts that I didn't see someone approach me.

" Ahhhhhh!" I screamed and my eyes flew open when someone suddenly placed their hands on my shoulders. I heard a deep chuckle coming from in front of me.

Why am I not surprised I looked up to see no other than Roman laughing very hard at me.

"That wasn't funny, I could have died from a heart attack!" I said while crossing my arms across my chest.

"Your face was priceless! I should have taken a picture! " He said while cheesing so hard his birth defects were showing ( AKA dimples).

What, I like to called them birth defects because it makes things interesting. Anywho Roman actually looked slightly more attractive than the average human for a split second. I had to catch myself from staring to hard.

"What are you doing terrorizing people anyways?" I asked him a bit curious to why he's at this park.

"I live right down the street and I decided to take a look around the neighborhood just to see you at this park." He said with a innocent voice.

Wait did he just Live Here!?!?

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~Author's note: That's Roman in the media *wink wink* *nudge nudge*, just imagine him with grey eyes. Am I the only one who knows who is Banks is???? Please show love by commenting and sharing.

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