Teylie Martins is an average teenager. She is in her last year of school at Miami High!
Summer is coming up and her mim is not coping well with finance. So Teylie puts matters in her own hands by applying to work at The Smit's Oil Firm. The Smit's O...
We were on our way back to his house. I must be honest I am very impressed with his behaviour and he is very polite. "A penny for your thought!" He said looking at me and then at the road. "O. I.. um was thinking how amazing that view was that you showed me. Thank you!" I said looking at his jawline. He smiled and it was a smile that touched his face.
"You are welcome!" He said. I started to giggle when he said that. "Now why are you laughing!" He said showing me his white teeth. "Hahaha don't you know Moana!" I said in a duh tone. Of course he won't. Who am I kidding. It is Mr Greg Smit. I am sure he won't be watching kiddies movies. And the only reason I know is because of Jack. "Sorry I have never heard of it before?" He looks like he was thinking. "Ok I will play it on YouTube and no laughing!" I said pointing my finger at him. He nodded and smiled at me. He pulled over and switched the car off. "Ok hit me!" Um did he just say That! "I mean hit me.. arh never mind." He said looking at the road ahead. "Ok you ready!" I said.
"Ok now that is sad!" He said shaking his head. "O how come?" "Well it's a movie for kids and you are an intelligent lady!" He smirked and started the car. "Well thank you and I know it's because of Jack!" I said and as I said that he slammed on breaks that my whole body went flying to the dash board. I mean the seat belt didn't even do anything. "Who is Jack? Do you have a kid!" He asked while holding onto the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles are going white! "Jack is just..." I couldn't finish and he just hit the accelerator so hard that my back hit the seat hard. "Greg Stop!" I yelled. He ignored me holding tighter onto the steering wheel. "Greg!" I yelled a bit louder. I didn't even notice that we were at his place and then all of a sudden he slammed on breaks again. But this time I really did hit my head on the dash board. I put my hand slowly on my head and saw blood.
"Get out!" He said. I looked at him. I am sure I was white as a ghost. "Fine!" I said and got out and slammed the door so hard. And I stormed off. What the hell is his problem. I started to get weak by the knees. I must of hit my head hard. The lady who works here came running to me. "O my dear let me help you!" She said holding my elbow. I felt dizzy. She placed me on the steps and ran to go call someone. Who I don't know. I just feel so dizzy and weak.
A tall man who was wearing a suit came behind the lady. Mmm I need to know her name. He was middle aged man. Maybe in his fifties. "Hang on little girl I will take you up stairs," and he lifted me up and carried me to my room that I am staying in. "What happened?" He asked the lady. "Judith what happened!" He Demanded. "Mr Greg, Sir!" She said looking down. "I see!" And the man walked off out of my room. Ok I am confused or did I really hit my head that hard.
I woke up and Judith was about to place my water on my night stand. "Thank you Judith!" I said more in a whisper. "O. You are awake." She said looking at me with a concern look. I nodded and started to get up. Ouch my head. I touch my eyebrow. "Shit!" I never swear infront of strangers but Fuck me it is sore! "O dear. Ok have a shower and then I will bring the first aid kit in for you!" She said and walked out. "Screw the shower. I am having a bath!" I said more to myself.
After my bath I looked in the mirror. "Holy cow!" I said looking myself in the mirror that cut is bad. "Miss Martin's. May I come in!" Judith said. "Umm.. sure!" I sat down on the bed. "O pardon me miss. I will wait till you get dressed!" She said closing the door. I got changed into my Black yoga pants and adiddas jersey. "Judith you may come in!" I said. She came in and got a needle and a thread. "May I. I am a qualified nurse!" She asked. I nodded and she started to stitch me up.
"Miss Martin's...." Judith wanted to say "Judith, please call me Tey. And sorry you may continue!" I said holding her hand. "Ok then. Tey, Mr Smit would like to see you in 10 min!" She said squeezing my hand. I do not want to see him. Not after what happened. I was wrong about him. He is just like the rest of them. My father would kill him if he saw me like this. "Not Mr Greg Smit. Mr Dexter Smit!" Um.. ok who is Mr Dexter Smit. I nodded and thanked Judith.
I walked downstairs and I heard two men talking. One was very angry and the other one just said, " Yes dad!" I walked in and saw the same gentleman who helped me in my room. "Aaaa Miss Martins! Thank goodness you are alright!" Mr Dexter Smit said looking at me. The other man was Greg that had his back towards me. Good cause I don't want to see his face! "Please take a seat. O pardon me where is my manners. I am Dexter Smit. I am Greg's Father!" O my God!
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-------------------------------------------------------- I know you going to hate me for the cliffhanger. But I needed to. Sorry! (Me holding a rose!)
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