Jacob p.o.v
I finally got the job with Mrs Henderson. I'm at her house signing papersMe: do you need my parents information
Mrs Henderson: I already have that
I read the contract again
Me: so basically I'm kinda like an assistant
Mrs Henderson: well yes because your young Jacob
Jacob: I'm only 18
She laughed and then I heard a voice yell mama
Mrs Henderson: I'm up here in my office
In walked in dymond
Dymond: what the hell
Me: oh hi
Mrs Henderson: you two know each other
Me: yeah we go to school together
I started to smile
Dymond: anyway ma I'm hungry
Mrs Henderson: it's chicken on the stove
Dymond: okay
She grinned me and walked out
Mrs Henderson: I bet she likes you
Me: no she don't
But I damn sure like her
End p.o.vMrs Henderson p.o.v
Why is she soo rudeMe: would you like anything to drink Jacob
Jacob: no thanks
He was looking around at pictures on the wall
Dymond: ain't you suppose to be with ya boys
Me: Dymond
Dymond: ma he's a-
Jacob: it's fine I have to leave anyway
He said good bye to me and left out
End p.o.v
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