Day 110
It's fifteen minutes to first class. My bus arrived early. I am sitting with Katie in front of the library.
I am kind of glad I am not alone.
"You remember when I told you that our grandparents are same?" Katie asks. I nod.
"Well, they are, but not exactly."
I look at her with questioning eyes.
"My grandma, I would never know what problem she has with my mom. My mom is from south and my dad's from north. It's probably wrong and against all the moral values, but I would still say that my dad's family side are just a bunch of morons. They are the worst people you can ever meet."
"My grandma and my aunt.... I don't even have words for them. Don't expect me to show some respect because they don't deserve it. They are the biggest bitches on planet Earth."
"My mom was literally being tortured by them. I could burn them alive, but then they are my dad's family, so I won't."
"My aunt and my grandma can be classified as those kind of bitches who LOVE to gossip and play tricks on people to destroy them for own selfish needs and fun."
"All thanks to those typical wicked Hindi serials to give ideas about how to destroy bahu's life."
"Grandma is the definition of insanity. She doesn't want anyone to succeed. It's because of her that my dad's still suffering. My grandma's such a drama queen. She's such a bitch!"
"Aunt, she wants to rule, silently. No one gets even a hint of what is she plotting. We aren't blind to see her wicked schemes. She is trying to take everything for her kids. Selfish bitch."
"All my gifts I got on my first birthday, including expensive things, were taken away by my aunt. She got it all. Why? I have no clue. She is a greedy monster."
"Everyone will always want to suppress you, I have lost faith on people in general. No one is truly with you. Your own blood can backstab you. We Emmy, stand alone and I think one day, we'll prove them all wrong. They will have to bow to us."
I smile. It's clear that this bothered her for a long time and she always wanted to say this.
I am glad she trusts me enough to tell me this all.
"We will." And with that promise we go to our class.
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"We can paint a Chinese Dragon." Eddy suggested."Is everyone okay with that?" Alexander asks.
Everyone nods. I think no one would deny how amazing Eddy's drawing skills truly are.
We got Tech and politics as the topic and have decided to paint the 'S' of politics as a dragon.
"So who would paint?" Adam asks.
And there is a deathly silence following that question which serves as an answer itself I sigh. I am not actually good at this stuff bit....
"I can paint." Ramona says.
"You will have to help me." She tells me.
"Okay." I agree without giving it any second thought.
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"Hey could I borrow that?" A girl asks me pointing to the green paint.
Me and Ramona are painting the Dragon green. Why? Because they are making another one outside the class, red.
The girl was a little shorter than me. Jet black hair with big Brown eyes and long eyelashes. A small nose and plump lips. She was quite pretty.
"Sure." I smile.
"Rachel." She says extending her hand to me.
I shake it and hand her the paint.
"Emmy." I reply with a smile of my own.
"After you are done, could you paint the window with a Chinese theme?" Megan asks.
As you can see, I am trying to make acquaintance with Megan. It's on my 'to do list'.
To make friends with someone I hate.
"Sure." I give a fake smile.
"I would help." Mira says
"So would I." Says Rachel.
"I'll join in too." Announces Ramona.
I smile gratefully at them.
Maybe, just maybe the inquiry project would not be turn out to be bad at all.
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"JACOB!!!" Rose shouts.
Rose is short, blond and quite pretty if you ask me. Jacob is tall guy, well at least taller than me , with eyes like that of a teddy bear. Honey brown with tint of black along with long eyelashes.
I totally classify him as cute.
Until he knocks down my inky brown paint while running.
Great, just freaking great! Now I would have to clean this and get brown color from somewhere!
I glare at his back and then notice how his eyes shine when he looks at Rose.
It's okay lover boy. The next time, I will stab you.
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I was trying to paint the window when Ramona went to wash her paint brush.
Rachel had to start painting her wall so she is now standing next to me as we do our business.
So imagine my shock when a male voice randomly comments, "Look at her. She looks so hot, doesn't she?"
I freeze.
Max.
I turn around to see him giving a flirty smile to Rachel.
Rachel on the other hand has a hand on her hip. She is trying to glare but she has a smile on her face.
What the ....
Wait
What?
Max Williams is flirting.
With Rachel.
I look away.
I couldn't look for long.
Not that it bothers me, but I feel a pang of something in my heart.
Am I......
No it couldn't be.
I don't even have a crush on him
So why am I jealous of Rachel suddenly?
Is it because he is acting nice with her?
I shake my head to get rid of these thoughts.
What are you doing to me Max Williams?
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A/NBahu - daughter in law.
(Son's wife)
(Sorry for the late update)
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