The Bet (Revising)

Chapter 13: Day Number One

-Savannah POV-

The next morning I woke up feeling tired because I didn't go to bed until 3AM. I was already dressed and everything I'm just laying in my bed. Its 7:20 and I have to go pick up my girls. I heard my bedroom door open so I turned my head to the left.

"Hey ma" I said smiling a little at her.

"Are you gonna come eat some breakfast" she asked.

"I guess so and um quick question" I said sitting up on my elbows.

"What" she asked with her eyebrows raised.

"Can a friend come over? We have an assignment to work on" I said.

"Sure but also ask your father" she said and I nodded.

"Come on" she said gesturing for me to get out of the bed so I did.

"What are we having anyways" I asked grabbing my back pack.

"You'll see when you get downstairs" she said as we walked out of my room.

We walked down the stairs and made our way into the kitchen.

"Morning everyone" I said walking over to the table.

"Morning" they replied.

"Oh Roshon you're actually showing your face" I said pretending to be shock.

"You're really funny" he said and I laughed eating piece of my bacon.

"So what are you doing today" I asked Camaira.

"I have ball practice" she said drinking her apple juice.

"What about you dad" I asked.

"Church stuff baby" he said and I nodded.

"I have double shift today" my mom said.

"Again" we all whined.

"Sorry but I have too" she said sipping her coffee.

"Oh dad can someone come over today" I asked.

"For what" he said now looking at his newspaper.

"We have an assignment" I replied looking over at him.

"Okay and is this a boy" he asked and I looked at Roshon and then to Camaira.

"Yes" I said slowly.

"Roshon will you be home" he asked him.

"Yeah pops, why" he replied.

"To watch Savannah and her friend" he said flipping a page.

"I'm eighteen I don't need a baby sitter" I said catching an attitude.

"Watch your tone young lady" my mom said.

"Whatever" I said getting up from the table while dropping my bacon on my plate.

"Camaira if you want a ride come on now" I said walking out of the kitchen. I grabbed my back pack and my keys walking over to the door.

"They be buggin' sometimes I swear" Camaira said.

"I'm eighteen I wish they would stop treating me like I'm nine" I said rolling my eyes and opening the house door.

We walked down the stairs and over to my car. We hopped in my car and got buckled up; I started the car but kept it in park.

"So who should we go pick up first" I asked Camaira looking at her.