City Girl

Chapter Three

The sun was shining,
the birds were chirping.
And Alisha was at the grocery store. Tracey got up from what she thought was the most comfortable bed she's ever laid in. She slept in the guest room. Her long hair all in loose knots and all over, she went into the bathroom and took a shower. She water was steaming hot. She was humming to herself. She did not know that someone was lurking around the house. She stepped out of the shower and put a white to to cover herself. She was about to pick up the hair brush when she heard a creak from downstairs. She got curious and left the bathroom, the hair brush gripped tightly in her right hand. She slowly crept down the stairs and stopped at the bottom of the stair case. She make out a teenage girl and boy in the kitchen. She leaned back against the wall. She slowly breathed. It's okay. It's okay she thought, panicked. She went fully down the stairs and there was a creak. Shit! she thought. The teenage boy turned around. He had brown spiky hair and hazel eyes. The teenage girl turned around as we and clutched the boy's arm in fear. She had blonde curly hair. She was wearing a pink shirt and skinny blue jeans. The teenage boy had a navy blue V neck shirt and baggy pants.
"Um, excuse me? What are you doing on this property?" Tracey asked. Both of the teenagers said nothing.
"Hello? Answer me, please. I need an explanation on why you're lurking around on a property that isn't yours." Still, neither the boy or the girl said anything. They just stood there. The boy broke the silence.
"Nice outfit..."' he said sarcastically. The girl burst into tears. The boy turned to her. Though he thought Tracey couldn't hear him, she could. He was whispering to who seemed to be like his girlfriend.
"Babe, what's wrong?"
"I can't. I can't."
"You can't what? Allison you can talk to me.." he rubbed Allison's shoulder. She took his hand off.
"I can't go to jail! I'm too young..."
"You won't go to jail...... I promise.... I'll fight the cops if I have to.." he said bravely. The girl gave him a weak smile and wiped her tears with her hand. They both faced back to Tracey.
"Sorry.. We-," he coughed as he saw his girlfriend's facial expression," I, was looking around.. Nothing much.. Do you have a problem with that..?" He teenage boy had said, as if it was no big deal.
"Actually, yes I do. You're saying that as if it is no big deal, which it isn't. And aren't there two of you? What do you mean when you say that you were looking around? It looks like your girlfriend's here, too. I can see her."
"That's not really your business on who she is to me. It was my idea to come here, it's not her fault. Now excuse me, I'm going to go. C'mon Allison..". Both teenagers left. Hopefully for good, Tracey thought. There was a knock on the door. Tracey opened it. Alisha zoomed inside with 7 bags of groceries.
"Who were those teenagers walking on the lawn?" Alisha asked.
"Oh, you won't believe what just happened.."