3. The porridge

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I went down as I was hungry and it was past supper time. Aunt Cassandra has sent us porridge, it looked great but no idea how it tasted. When I took the first bite I was filled with awfulness as it tasted like roasted socks and boiled pajamas. It sucked to the core.

Only then did mom say "How's the porridge boys? Grace made it all by herself, I think she's done an amazing job, now isn't it?". 

"Hell yeah! It's tasty!" said James sarcastically showing an absolute look of disgust.

"Yeah it's yummy" I said with a pure frown showing all hatred I can towards the porridge, like it just poisoned my digestive system to death, actually poisoned my very being.

I now knew that Grace wanted to murder me with her disgusting flavorings. 

"Damn, it was horrible" I said to James while heading up the stairs to our very own rooms.

"Yeah it sure did taste like underarm sweat!".

"Ewwww James, you didn't actually taste your underarm sweat, did you?" I asked horrified.

"Yeah boy, I've tasted lots more you wouldn't want to know, by the way it's my very own body so why the hell not" he said dragging the 'own body', I felt disgusted.

"Have a good night young fella!" he said smirking.

"I don't think I can ever  have a good nights sleep" I moreover murmured to myself, he'd already gone to his room which was opposite to mine.

I can't believe my ears what my own freaking brother just said.

I closed the curtain and went to bed, hoping to get some sleep and praying that I don't get killed by that porridge monster ever again.

On that very moment I got a text message from Grace "hey Joe, how did you like the porridge?  It's your favorite right, that's why i made it, aunt Caroline said that you found it yummy". 

I found it stupid, she knew I liked porridge so couldn't she tell aunt Cassandra to make it for me instead of making it herself and giving it the taste of socks and pajamas. God! I'm gonna have nightmares my whole life now!

I replied back by saying, "Thanks sis I really enjoyed it"

Hell yeah I enjoyed making stupid jokes out of it, man I could've used it to kill my enemies. Gosh! I hope she doesn't decide on making more, leading me to a fatal disease. I'll literally die out of pajamasockhalaria.

 I soon drifted off to my wonderful world of dreams. I dreamed that I had a Yellow Lamborghini! WoW! But then oh my God  I see a group full of people running behind me trying to get in my car and in their hands lie a bowl filled with PORRIDGE!!

 I continue to drive my Lamborghini as fast as I could, screaming like a kid whose ice-cream got stolen by a goat. They spilled the porridge on my car and I screamed louder because I love that car, I can't bear it getting hurt by that nasty shit. 

I woke up screaming because of that hilariously scary dream, and I noticed Grace starring at me like I'm an alien from Mars, probably due to my potato screaming face, hell why am I so ugly.

"Good morning Joe " she said after some ridiculous silence of starring each other.

"Ohh..ummm good morning to you too Grace" I said managing to sit up, she was going to say something but decided against it.

I was wondering why would she come home so early but only then did I realize that it's 1 in the afternoon.

She asked "how was your night?" probably due to my stupid screaming I think.

"Err it was good thank you" I said.

I finally got out of bed and went to fresh up.

When I went back to my room I noticed that it was cleaned, everything put in place, Grace did it, I felt like as if someone just passed my math test for me.

How sweet of her though.

We both then went down not uttering a word to each other, like how kids sit quite in their class when the principal comes in to have a look. I wondered what's wrong with Grace because she's never so quite, I truly blame it on my or moreover her porridge that made me scream like that.

I had a bowl of cornflakes and warm water, it makes me feel great internally as it goes through my throat, the whole while Grace starring at me.

I then went and got dressed up after Grace went, James and I went out.

We met uncle David on the way, he was back from his trip, he looked like an egg because he shaved his head and I almost wanted to laugh in his face but held myself from doing so as it would be an act of disrespecting. 

The moment we got seated in the car that James bought, Mercedes Benz, I burst into laughter followed by James. We looked at each other and again burst out laughing.

"God he looked like.." he stopped midway and added "I seriously haven't got any words to describe what that junk looked like" and again we both laughed all the way till we reached the game club.

We went inside, it looked amazing! With all the blue lights and other stuff. GTA5 is my favorite game. As we entered we met Thomas and he greeted us greatly, we shook hands and hugged each other, he's James's best friend and Norah's elder brother.

 My eyes were searching for her and as soon as my googly eyes landed on her my heart did a somersault. I call her peachy  because I like to, any problem? Then she walked towards me

"Hi Joe" her sweet voice rang in my ears that I'd missed so much in NYC. She's my best friend, well at least according to me.

"Hey peachy" I acknowledged while shaking hands with her then hugged her.

We both then went and played games, we always did it back there in NYC,God I'd missed all this so much but I felt like I'd got it back at this moment.
We all then went to McDonalds and ate our full, and then I secretly went and burped my heart out, making sure I don't do it in front of Norah. 

"Joe where do you stay here in London? she asked.

"I stay under the sky and above the ground in... by the way in Prince Williams road. And you?" I asked her back.

"Well I stay somewhere there too" she said smiling.

"Ohhh okay" I replied smiling back. 

At least something good happened in this  whole day. I thanked everything possible in this world for having  this moment.

Then came the time to go back home "bye peachy" I said. Then added up "please do come visit sometime I'd love the company!".

"Ohhh sure Joe I will, Bye" and we left in silence. 

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