#4 - Strangers

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Pic above is Mr and Mrs. Wood aka Tyler's parents. Emily Blunt and John Krasinki.

Smile at strangers and you just might change a life." 

― Steve Maraboli


"I am doing very good. How about you, Mr. Wood?" My mom said, smiling at him, before shaking his hand. But there was something in her eyes that told me that something bad is about to happen.

I looked at the teen mom.

Damn she looks like a model straight from the Seventeen's magazine cover, so thin and beautiful. Who is she? Is she a supermodel? I thought.

"I am also doing very well," Mr. Wood said.

I looked at the son.

Woah! Is he gorgeous!? He also looked like a male model straight from the runaway!

I thought, staring at him for 5 more second. I can tell that his type, girls just take a look at him and they would fall for him madly.

I rolled my eyes.

I squinted my eyes at the sun. My head started to feel light and dizzy.

I looked at the boy again to see that his mother is whispering something in his ear. I only caught a word; love.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting, but let's go inside." My mom said and took out the keys to open the door.

As we walked in, I can feel that boy's eyes at me.

"Please sit here." My mom said and they sat down in silence.

That boy's eyes are still on me, eyeing my body like seeing if my body was a type of body that he likes. I didn't dare to look at him and I didn't like him already.

After a moment, my father came home.

"Hello, Mrs. and Mr. Wood." My father said. Again, I sense something between them. They have a connection.

Strange!

Father settled down and looked at me and than looked at mom.

Mom looked at him back, nudge him a little.

This was awkward and I can't take it anymore.

"Ok, what is going on?" I asked, interrupting the silence.

My parent froze, I feel foolish in front of the guest - whoever they are, I still feel foolish.

My parent turned and faces me.

"How should I say this, honey?" Mom said and clasped her hand together.

I know when she says how should I say this, honey? phase, it means there's bad news ahead.

I gulped.

I crossed my fingers, behind my back, hoping it not something really bad.

Please!

I said a silence prayer. Please, don't make it really bad."

"Umm, how should I say it?" Mom said again.

I waited patiently and sit back, I was trying to act patient.

I looked at my father and he was rubbing the soft spot between his index finger and thumb finger. He always does that when he is nervous."

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Word Count  - 506 words

Updated on - 21st April 2016

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