chapter 7

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Don't underestimate me.
I know more than I say
think more than I speak and
notice more than you realize.
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P.O.V. Carter

>>At who you were looking at?<<, Josh asked me, as soon as he sat on his seat. I didn't answer him. Thought he'll forget his question. He put our food on his lab and before he could put his belt on, I started the motor of my car and drove towards pizzeria.

>>So tell me, who were you looking at? At the waitress with the black afro hair and bandana over it? I'm talking to you, idiot!<<, he said annoyed.

>>How did you called me??<<, I asked him a bit with anger.
And no, I WASN'T looking at the waitress. I thought I saw someone, I knew.<<, I mumbled the last words to myself.
>>So no checking or flirting?!<<, he asked.
>>Josh, can you just shut you mouth and order one large pizza with half tuna and whatever you want<<, I said cold and thought about this girl, if it even was a girl, the waitress stood in front of the table and covered my field of view. I think, I saw her somewhere?

As I pushed the door to the pizza shop the bell rang. So the workers know, customers entered the shop.

>>Ciao Carter! How are you?<<, the shop owner asked me with a big smile in his face but, I could see the dark circles and tiredness under his eyes. He take care of his big family. Once he told me, he works here for 12 hours daily and when he gets home he take care of his family. His wife got a baby recently, so he need to pay off hard. I think it's their fourth or fifth child. Of course he's not the only worker here. Sometimes his son works here to help his dad at evening but mostly he do work here with other five workers.

>>Ciao Antonio, I'm good, what about you?<<, I replied and gave him a smile back. I don't know italic that much, just few words like ciao, te amo, grazie that's it. Antonio taught me these words. past the years.

I know Antonio since I'm nine years old, because my family used to come here often. Nowadays just me and my brother come here.

One day my dad come home as this shop opened for the first time, my dad wanted to go here with us. He kept saying it. We were the first customers of the pizzeria. Since we entered and the smell rise up our nose the, It was our favorite restaurant.

>>You know, I need to work all day<<, he said and I could hear a bit of  exhaustion in his voice.
As a answer I nod one's assent.

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Josh jumped out of the car as I parked my babe in the garage. He ran with the burgers and pizza rush into the house and almost tripped over the doorstep which made of stones. There's someone bare hungry. I came relaxed through the back door what is connected to our foyer.  I hang my car keys on the key holder and take off my shoes and put it on the shoe stand. In the kitchen I saw my brother stuffing his mouth with burger and pizza, at the same time. Gosh. He didn't notice me yet. With went to him with little steps and shouted in his left ear >>BOOOO<<.

He jumped and his pizza slice nearly felt of his hand, if he didn't held it. He tried to say something but, I just understand the words >>Waff te fuk.<<
>>Waff te fuk>>, I said in a mocking voice and hold my stomach because it started to ache. After few minutes of laughing I looked back at him, who now showed his middle finger. I took a seat in front of him and started eating.

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