The Help (MB)

Chapter 4

*Amaya's POV*

The next morning, Kenya came and woke us all up. I groaned, getting up and heading to the bathroom where Peyton was getting out of the shower and Kenya was getting in. I looked in the bathroom mirror and washed up. Afterwards, I didn't know what to do with my hair, so I pulled it up into a messy bun. Kenya sighed, and helped me out by making a neat bun instead and doing the same for Penny. Peyton had already done hers. We each put on our uniforms, a pale, light blue old fashioned dress and a white apron. We had to put on these ugly, white nurse shoes that I hated as soon a I saw it. We walked downstairs and started doing our duties that we were told about yesterday. Peyton went into the bathroom, cleaning supplies in hand and she started to clean. Kenya went inside the kitchen to start on breakfast for the boys and Mr. Johnson, and Penny went to set up the table and clean up after her. I sighed, walking into the living room and looking around at the large setup.

I started over by the window. I sprayed the window cleaner on and started wiping away with the rag that I had gotten from the kitchen. When all of that was done, I started to vacuum the carpet. It wasn't dirty at all, but I didn't want it to seem as if I had nothing to do. Pretty soon, Kenya called us in to eat. We had to serve ourselves before the boys arrived, as instructed, because we had to do a lot of work. She had cooked bacon, eggs, and pancakes. They tasted just like they did when Mama made them. After we finished, Penny washed the dishes, and we got back to work. I entered the living room again, and started to dust the shelves. The picture frames were next. After I was done, I finally heard the boys coming downstairs, and I peeked in the kitchen to see them all in pajamas.

Penny brought out their plates, and no on said thank you but Craig and Mr. Johnson. Talk about rude. Penny gave them all cups and poured the right amount of orange juice in each one. I started to walk up the stairs, going into each of the boys' rooms. I made up all of the beds and picked up dirty clothes off of the floor. That kept me occupied for about an hour. Those rooms weren't organized t all. Soon enough, Peyton came up to help me. We washed all the windows, placed clothes in drawers neatly, and picked up dirty laundry, piling it up in a basket. We were done by the time the boys started coming back upstairs, and we greeted them good morning as they passed us on the stairwell. We went into the laundry room and washed clothes and towels that Peyton had collected from the bathroom. "These are some nasty niggas." I said, pinching a foul sock between my index finger and thumb. "Yea, Imean what kind of shit is this?" Peyton asked, throwing in a load of whites.

When we were done, we walked back into the kitchen to see Kenya wiping the table, and everything else was spotless. Penny was at the sink, washing dishes. "Peyton, did you clean out the showers as well as toilets?" Kenya asked, glancing up from what she was doing. Pey nodded, and sat down at the counter of the table. That's when we all heard it. It was a small ringing sound. It echoed around the whole house,though. I raised my eyebrows.

"Are the fucking serious? A bell?" Kenya chuckled,then laid the towel across the sink and started making her way upstairs. She was mumbling to herself,and we all giggled. Penny stopped washing dishes for a second and walked over to us. "They are already starting to get on her nerves,especially the oldest one," she whispered,"he kept bugging us during breakfast,'Bring me more orange juice','This bacon tastes burnt to me'. Kenya had to make another batch of bacon just for him!" Penny giggled,then went back to washing dishes. I laughed,then went to go check on the clothes in the laundry room. I opened the door,and muffled my scream as I widened my eyes at the sight. Bubbles. Everywhere. "Uh..." I said,stepping in and watching as the soap covered my legs up to my knees. "Peyton! Come here!" I yelled. She ran over,and gasped at the sight. "We put in too much!" She said,looking at me. I looked over at the washing machine,and saw the soap coming up out of it. On top of it was a huge box of overturned washing detergent. I groaned. "Or... The whole damn thing just fell in." I said,face-palming. "Ughhh!" Penny groaned,making her way over to the washing machine. She was sliding everywhere,causing me to laugh. I started to walk over to the washing machine also when she fell. I bursted in laughter as she said "Help me!" I held out my hand and she started to stand,then I slipped and we both went down. Our clothes were soaked in the bubbles,and we slid over to the washing machine.

We finally managed to cut it off,but how the hell are we going to clean up all of this mess?

*Kenya's POV*

I walked up the stairs,listening to see where the ringing was coming from. I stopped as I entered Chresanto's room,to find him sitting on the bed and ringing the bed while staring at his tv in a bored manner. I entered the room,looking at him. He looked up,and I waited to see what he wanted. But seriously,a bell? Kill me now. "Oh,yea um, can you fix me a glass of water?" He asked in a bland tone. "And tell me one reason why you can't walk downstairs and get it ya damn self?" I wanted to ask,but instead I squinted my eyes,smiling a fake smile and nodding. "Oh yea,can you pass me the remote?" He didn't even look up at me.

I saw the remote at the foot of the bed he was sitting on. I looked at the remote,then stared back at him. Seriously? "What? You're already standing up!" He said,shrugging his shoulders. I sighed,picking up the remote and sliding it towards him. "Anything else ,Chresanto?" I asked,looking at him. He shook his head no,flipping through the channels.

I turned slowly,walking back downstairs. I went into the kitchen,fixing him a cup of water with ice,and I walked back upstairs. I'm a servant. This is what i'm supposed to be doing. I just need to calm down, and follow instructions. After all,this is all for Mama. I walked back into the room,handing him the cup of water. He nodded,and I smiled before walking back out. As I was about to go back to the kitchen,I heard alot of fumbling and screaming. I raised my eyebrows,looking around. It was coming from the laundry room. I walked in,only to find Peyton and Amaya,knee deep in bubbles and struggling to clean the mess up.

"Oh my gosh." I mumbled,then hurried to help them. We all fell numerous times,but we finally got everything cleaned up. By then,it was already twelve,lunch time. I walked back into the kitchen,and started making small pizzas for everyone. I made each one with toppings of pepperoni,and set them in the oven to back. It would only take about 20 minutes,so I started setting the table. Everyone ate,and after lunch,we were allowed a one hour break. Penny went outside to play in the yard with Amaya and Peyton,and I went into my room,laying out on the bed. This is sure going to be a very long 2 years.