Foster Girl

The Visit

"Sooo your still not gonna tell me where we're headed off to " I asked for the second time since I've sitting in Miles' Car. " hey,chill, relax we're almost there" he replied. I only sighed out in frustration before asking " where exactly is there?". He pretended that he didn't hear me and turned the radio on turning it up more than necessary.

I just hissed my teeth and gave him the nastiest look that I could conjure up towards him. In return all I got from him was a cheeky smile and then a smug grin that made him look cocky and like he was up to something.

Then something displeasing happened the most annoying song I've ever heard blasted on the radio causing me to cringe and sigh out in annoyance.

"Work,work,work, work,work
You see me haffi work, work, work,work,work
You see me do me dirt,dirt,dirt
There's something bout that work, work,work,work,work."

Eventually I turned it down to a lower volume because although it was hitting my cringe nerve ( I know no such thing exists) I didn't know if Miles was listening. I turned to look at him and you know what I realized the idiot was smiling now more than ever.

I guess he realized how much the song was annoying me. He did the unspeakable next - he turned it up much more louder than it already was in the first place! This wasn't just annoyance anymore, this was pollution.

"Turn it down" I shouted over the music at him. "No" he answered. I huffed out a loud and annoyed sigh before slumping down into my seat waiting for the song to finish. Right now the song didn't bother me anymore - it was the volume.

It was really loud and I felt like my ears were gonna explode. I felt a slight feeling of a migraine forming but then it went away as soon as I felt it. I guess Miles finally got the message because he turned it off completely.

He muttered something but I didn't quite hear and so I had to ask him what he said. " I said I'm sorry okay,I didn't know you were that serious about the whole volume thing and then I noticed that you kinda looked like your head was hurting you." I didn't feel like saying anything to him right now and so I just nodded to him.

After driving in silence for the longest ten minutes of my life his car came to a halt stop. I was puzzled because we were just parked in an empty lot. "I thought that we were going somewhere" I breathed out. "We are" he answered back.

"I'm just parking the car right here for now and we'll walk to where I'm taking you" Miles informed me.  The idea of walking didn't exactly excite me right now but I did drive thirty minutes in a hot car and terrible music so I might as well just do it and get it over with.

Miles extracted his keys and carried up all of the windows before grabbing the handle to his door. I however, opened my door first and made sure to slam it when I was outside properly hoping that Miles got the message that I still wasn't pleased about what he did.

He didn't say anything to me and just started to walk in the opposite direction. I didn't know where I was going and so reluctantly I followed behind so that I could match up to the long strides he was taking.

We walked around the parking lot to end up in front of a huge office building which was called Storm Enterprises. I don't think I've ever been to this side of Chicago before plus, its not like I know Chicago like the back of my hand or anything.