I'm back and badass

Who's Caleb?

A/N: Val's outfit above.

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         I got up and got dressed for school like always. I brushed my teeth and did some light makeup.

I walked downstairs to see my uncle making pancakes. They smell like heaven. If you didn't know, uncle Jim is a very good cook. His famous dish is 3 leches cake with strawberries and whip cream frosting inside. (I want some now).

"Goodmoring. Eat fast we are gonna be late." I groaned and ate a little quicker.

       Once I finished uncle Jim went to the car while I got some money and my backpack.

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         Once we got to school everyone was outside and it was only 6:45 am. I walked it first with my bag slung over my left shoulder. I was wearing black high waisted shorts and a striped shirt tucked in then I wore my adidas I bought the other day.

     My uncle stepped out second. He was wearing a black velvet suite. He had a dark maroon tie that was perfectly tucked in his jacket. His shoes shined brighter than my future. His raven black hair silken to the right back side. His forrest green eyes shimmered as the sun hit the small gold flakes in them. His perfectly fitted Rolex watch on his left hand ticked as time passed.

     Compared to me we were totally different. He looked nothing like me other than our tan skin. He looked more like my grandpa. I've never seen him in person but in photos. He visits every two years or so. Because of his 'business'.

     As we start to walk towards the entrance people gawk at my uncle. Some of them trembling and others looking at him like he is the last huda beauty dessert palette at Sephora. My uncle is in his early 30's he is very young but still GROSS MAN!?

    We get to the double doors and my uncle being a gentleman he is opened the door for me. I muttered a small thank you and walked in. Everyone stoped there talking and looked at me then at my uncle.

    "Are you sure you wanna do this I mean we could just go home an-" I was cut mid sentence by my uncle. "Your not getting out of this one."  I huffed in defeat and started walking to the office. 

    The only sound you could hear are my uncles shinny shoes clicking against the white tiled floor.

      I started to get annoyed by everyone's stares and the awkwardness in the air that was starting to suffocate me.

    "What Are you all staring at? Get on with your lives there's nothing to see." I snap at the people around me. They all flinch and go back to what they were doing but much quieter. My uncle doesn't say anything as he opens the door to the office.

As we walk in, there was a young lady maybe around 22-24. She had blond,brown mixed hair pulled into a low bun. Her eyes were a hazelnut brown and her skin white as milk. She looked very fragile. The last time I was here there was an old lady who was very kind. I hope nothing bad happend.

    " Excuse me, I'm here to see Mrs. Williams." She looked up from the computer. She gave us a warm smile. "You must be Mr. Myers, Valentina's dad." She said in a soft voice. "No actually I'm her uncle. Her parents couldn't make it."  She nodes understanding and makes beeps a blue button next to many others.

    "Mrs. Williams, Mr. Myers is here to see you." There was a short pause before the principal responded. "Send them in." The young lady them pointed to a door on the right side of the room.