Enslaved || h.s

5

Georgia lifted up her suitcase on her bed and took the picture of her when she was a little girl out, setting it on the shelf. She could get used to not working, but of course she has to start in a week. Maybe she'll meet all of Mrs. Styles' children while she is on work rest.

Georgia sat on her bed and looked around again.
"Aye, I oughtta punch you square in the nose you slick prick", Georigia heard from outside. She turned to her window next to her bed and saw two young men playing with the water hose in the big back yard that they had.

They began slipping, spraying each other and wrestling in the mud. Georgia laughed quietly at herself as she seen one of them fall on their face while the other boy laughed hysterically.
"Shut up, Harry", the boy said as he charged at him.

He pushed the boy named Harry in the mud and he fell straight on his bottom. He rolled around holding his butt. Georgia opened the window since there was a glare blocking her view of him.
"You'll pay for that, Christopher", Harry said, jumping up and wrestling him.

Georgia giggled as they were slipping and sliding. They must of heard her since they both looked up to the second floor window. She widened her eyes and quickly shut the window and backed away from it. She sighed and walked to the window to see if they had continued playing. But when she peeped out the window, they were gone.

Picture is Christopher