^^^Picture of Niall Horan as Job Harris^^^
Job will be coming out in the next chapters so stay tuned!
Also, I will explain the meaning of CC pt. 1 which is located beside the chapter name right after the chapter ends. So much for the talk! Let's go and read this chapter, shall we?
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Leah
I reminisced about the beginning of the competition as I woke up and breathed the fresh and wonderful scent of nature in the morning. I'm now anxious to think about that. It has been a week since the competition started. But it feels like it has been yesterday. The competition about me blowed my mind, like completely blowed my mind. They're taking me as the damn price for goodness sake! Ugh! I sighed before I did my morning routine. I gotta' go and see Harold and Mark to stop this nonsense. Ugh!
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"Hey Le," well, well, well. What do we have here? I raised my left brow and Denise greeted me as I walked down the staircase and to the dining room to eat breakfast. Why is she here?
"Hey, what brings you here Denise?" I greeted before I asked her why is she here.
"I came here oh wait, we came here to pick you up." She said gesturing to the seat next to her. I can't seem to see what's or rather who's beside her.
"And what do you mean by we? Do you mean?!"
"Yes, me, obviously, and Mark here came to pick you up. Actually, I was here first to see you and join you for school since we have the same classes but Mark here, came and he said he will pick you for today." She explained clearly. What's with the sudden join? I also didn't know that Mark was getting me for school. He did this everytime I go to school. It bothers me a little and it gives me also an anxious feeling but at the same a mental smirk. Why am I suffering this?
"Mark, we need to talk." I suggested nonchalantly.
"Anytime, m'lady." He agreed and he winked and smirked at me after he nodded in agreement. I blushed in response. I was about to open my mouth but—
"So ummm...Leah?" Mom started.
"Yes mom?" I asked what's the problem. Oh no, is she gonna ask about the competition?
"I-uh, why are they here exactly?" Oh god, I need to think of a topic. Think. Think!
"Denise here, wait, I forgot to introduce you to her!" I said in a fake shocked tone. That's it, good plan Leah. She just mentally judged me for my mistake. And I can tell that because she smirking at me. "Damn," I cursed and did it in a mumbling manner. "Mom, this is Denise, obviously and Denise, this is my mom." I introduced.
"Nice to meet you Mrs. Baltons!" She greeted at last, sticking her hand out.
"Don't call me that! That makes me old!" She argued. "Call me Gingy instead." She suggested.
"Gingy." She corrected quickly. "Sorry," she apologized and me and my mom chuckled at that. Mark cleared his throat and, poop! I didn't introduce him to my mom also. He half-frowned and half-smirk at that because he can tell what I'm thinking. Is he some kind of mind reader?! 'Cause if he is I might dum—Leah! He's not your damn boyfriend for Pete's sake! Ugh!
"Mom, this also Mark, obviously." I introduced and she chuckled and smirked and that. Ugh! I hate it when she does that! "Mark, this is my mom Gingy," I added. "Oooobviiiiooously" I said in a duh tone. Mark, Denise, and mom chuckled at that.
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