Different Breed

Different Breed Part Nine

**********DIFFERENT BREED PART NINE**********

"You are too gassed, family!" Javan laughed as he was under the influence

"Shut your mouth! That's my Mum!" Milton declared

"How many times are you going to...?" Javan paused to take a sip of his drink "How many times, right, are you going to go to a different country, and say every blonde-haired female is your mum? You are losing the plot, star"

"Says the big man getting drunk" Milton scowled. The sandy blonde haired, middle aged lady went to the back as her shift was over. Milton approached Alvaro

"Alvaro, where is the back entrance?" Milton asked. Alvaro nodded and led Milton to the way. Milton clutched onto Javan and yanked him to follow on. The three teenagers manage to get outside from the back way. The weather was mild but dark, they found themselves in an alley way.

"Ok, we wait. She's bound to come outside" Milton grinned

"This is madness. She ain't your flipping Mum, get a grip!" Javan barked. The three teens waited outside for almost 20 minutes, as staff members went back and forth through the entrance. Then, the lady Milton spotted came outside. Milton bolted towards her; Javan and Alvaro were quick to follow.

"Excuse me?" Milton asked

"Yeah, what's wrong?" The lady asked in a soft, whispery tone in a British accent

"Are you Christie Michel?" Milton asked. The lady's Emerald green eyes ballooned

"What's the trouble? Nothing has been going on!" The lady declared

"I didn't say that" Milton defended

"You better come with me" The lady advised. The three boys followed her to her place

The time turned to 22:32. The boys then reached the woman's two bedroom apartment; she was clearly making serious money. The boys took a seat at the dining table

"Should I get you guys something to drink" The lady asked as she hung her light weight sleeveless sky blue coloured jacket

"This is bare weird. Look, I asked if you're Christie Michel and you've not given me an answer" Milton declared

"Oh my days, this is just getting ridiculous" Javan declared. He was sober now and rose to his feet

"What are you talking about?" Milton asked

"We're coming here to some next woman's yard that we don't even know. You think everyone, every blonde woman is your mother, it's getting sad" Javan barked "I need air, fam. I'm in the garden, safe" Javan declared, as he put his earphones in to listen to music from his phone, as he made his way into the garden. Alvaro was quick to follow him. Milton shook his head, and his eyes then turned back to the lady's. The lady then went into the kitchen to put the kettle on. Milton looked at Javan talking with Alvaro outside, and he was in a deep thought.

FLASHBACK

Milton had always been fond of two things; violence and animals. He loved combat movies as well as wildlife programmes he would watch with his father, Nathan. This is a few years back, when Milton was four years old. Milton and Javan, also aged four, attended the Starlight Nursery [NURSERY is PRE-SCHOOL].

It was a bright, sunny morning. 10:01. Phoebe had just dropped Javan and Milton, so she could attend her midwifery job. Milton did not want to go in, as he clutched onto Phoebe's leg

"Come on, Milton, Mummy's got to work" Phoebe smiled as she removed Milton's hand from her leg and escorted him and Javan to the class

There were about 15 very young children who sat in the presence of their creepy teacher.