**********DIFFERENT BREED PART SEVEN**********
"Oh my days, she is some bitch you know. Star, you better break that door and do her a ting!" Javan barked as he got out of the car. [DO A TING means "beat up"]. Milton retreated to the car and stopped Javan
"Listen star, we can't go in with all guns blazing. We got to do this right" Milton advised
"So what did she say?" Javan asked. Arthur also came out of the car
"Boys, is everything alright?" He asked with concern
"Yes uncle" Milton replied
"Yo, don't air me! Can you tell me what that chick said?" Javan barked at Milton [AIR in this sense means "ignore"]
"Chick? She's well over 40, don't gas" Milton barked back "She said my Mum said I was dead" Javan looked shocked
"I'm sorry to say this, but your Mum's a bitch man" Javan spitefully stated
"Shut up! Don't you think I know that? What kind of mother..." Milton began "Well, I still want answerers and I will get it tonight"
"Boys how long do we have to stay here because I'm getting tired" Arthur moaned
"Uncle, it's just passed nine o'clock. You can go in the car I guess" Javan advised. With that, Arthur retreated back into the car to rest.
"Now, do you have any clue on how you're going to get them to listen to you?" Javan asked
"Well, I've got a few ideas" Milton grinned
The time turned to 21:33. The weather started to become unpleasantly cold. The streetlights started to come on. The boys came up with various scenarios to try out. They sat by a tree that was parallel to the semi-detached house and carved out ideas
"Ok try this, let's see if we can find a back window" Milton advised. The two teenagers went to the back of the house and to their surprise; there was indeed a back window that was slightly open. Milton had a long thought
"Ok I'll distract that woman, whilst you go through the back window" Milton advised
"Bro, it looks like a kitchen" Javan said as he peeked through the dark-lit kitchen
"Don't watch that bro. Just try and get in. You know your cue when to go in, init" Milton advised as he went to the front of the house. Javan was stationary.
Milton noticed the front window was slightly open, with a bush right underneath it. He produced a match and got some of his Lynx body spray. He drenched the bush with the Lynx spray and lit up the bush with a match. The bush went ablaze. A few seconds later, Milton ran behind the tree opposite of the house as the bush started to burn and produce thick black smoke. Inside, the lady that spoke to Milton at the door was reading one of those "real life" magazines in the dining room, when all of a sudden the fire alarm went off. Her chocolate brown coloured eyes ballooned as she bolted to the living room, making her way outside.
Javan lifted the window up, and climbed through it. He landed hard on the laminated flooring of the kitchen. He covered his mouth to not make a sound. As the kitchen was darkly lit, he found his way around and turned on the light. His worst nightmare came true. His eyes ballooned in complete shock. His heart was beating violently as h begun to sweat. A very blood thirsty-looking, grey coloured pit bull dog was grunting, staring Javan in the face
"Allow me man!" Javan sighed "Ok, boy. Urm... flipping hell I forgot how to speak that Dutch man. That girl is crap at teaching! So what if she's boom, I can't remember a damn thing" [BOOM means "good looking"] the dog's grunts gradually got louder and he walked at snails speed towards Javan

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Different Breed
Teen FictionMilton Lawrence-Nartey is not your typical teenager. He is a white teenage Londoner who has been brought up uniquely by a Ghanaian family. After his seventeenth birthday, repressed feelings of being an outsider come rushing in full force, pushing Mi...