Beautiful Imperfections

THIRTY TWO

As expected his parent's house was really big. There was a fountain in the middle and alot of light. Parts of the house were just glass without curtains which gave me the opportunity to glimpse the inside. I saw men in black suit standing around. That was obviously security. Yeah, they needed security cause if I was a thief, I'd rob them on a regular. The walls were brown and white and their were lots of flowers everywhere.

He parked and a man in grey opened Trevor's door.
"Welcome sir."

Sir wow.

"Open hers."

"Oh sorry didn't know you had a guest." He walked to my door and opened it.

"Thank you." Trevor was right. I loved that phrase.
"No problem ma'am. That's not needed. I must confess you're so pretty."

I got out of the car. "Thanks." I chuckled.

"Is your hair natu...."

"Eyy Daniel. Go make yourself useful." I chuckled at his words.

"Yes Daniel. It's natural." I replied Daniel.
"Ahh, I'm really amazed." Daniel said.

"Daniel do you wanna fuckiung lose your job."

"No sir." He said and left hurriedly.

I laughed as he, Trevor, walked up to me and held my hand.
He smirked . "Your hair is scattered."

"What?" I began to arrange it with my hands then, he busted into laughter.
"That was a common joke and you fucking fell for it."
"Shut-up."

We got to the door and a black woman in a loose white gown opened the door. She smiled at Trevor and then at me. I smiled also. "Hi." I was sooo uneasy.

"You must be Pearly." She said.

"Yeah I am." I wasn't surprised at all. Definitely, she knows my name.

"Come on give me a hug." Okay, that was welcoming. I hugged her.

"Did you put on some perfume?" She inquired.

Shit like mother like son. "No. I didn't."

"Well, your dress is amazing." She admired my gown.

"Thanks." I said the hundredth time.

Trevor cleared his throat. "Can we come in now?"
"Ohh I'm so sorry." She let us in and we both got in but Trevor left my hand.

"Is dad home?"

"Yes, I am son." His dad appeared in his night wear. He had dimples.

"Trevor is that you?" I heard a female voice. That should be his step sister.

"Comeon Tamara look who your brother brought home." His father said. I guessed right.

"Your hair is....wowww." I looked above and saw her upstairs. I felt Trevor rolling his eyes beside me.

"Don't pretend like you've never seen a red haired." He said and she chuckled.

"No she's special."

Oh my God! This attention was giving me goosebumps. They love me already I honestly can't mess it up.

"Come on to the dining. I got the cooke to wrap up something immediately I got your text."

"That was really impromptu." Tamara said. She was really pretty like I said. His parents had good genes.

"Are you hungry?" He asked me with a sexy grin. I wasn't but I didn't want to be rude.
"Yeah I am."

"Okay let's get to the dining." Tamara said with a smile and I noticed her dimples. Oh my God. A family filled with beautiful people. We all walked to the dining and I stepped back at the sight. The table was really long with a red carpet on it. What the hell?

"For real, are you humgry?" He whispered into my ears.
"No. I'm just trying to be nice."

"Fuck this. You mustn't." He began to talk louder.

"English son." His mother said as she took her seat.

"Whatever. Babe you...."

"Ohhh, I smell my favorite." I shut him up quickly as everyone took their seat. I sat beside him and opposite his sister.

"Serve yourself." His mother said and Tamara started using her phone. I just realised that no one except Trevor and I were eating. Wow. My eyes fell on the fork and knife in my front. This is totally not happening. I wasn't really good at it even though my mom had gone through this with me over and over.
We served ourselves and I picked the knife with my left.

"I guess you're getting it wrong." Tamara said with her brows lifted up.

"Oh....uhm I was just testing. Who uses the knife on the left? Puff."
Trevor looked at me in a weird way and I looked back at him. That was awkward I know. I then added.
"What? I'm just doing my thing..." he kissed my lips and they all chorused "awww."That was a good cover up. He then whispered in my ear. "Be comfortable. They don't bite."

"Yes we don't." His mom said.

"Yh it's okay if you don't know what hand is for the knife or fork." Tamara said.

"That's why there's something like learning." His father said. Honestly, I thought that was a whisper.
"Damn you guys got hearing abilities like...."
"A moth." I completed it trying to be funny. First of, they all stared at me like I was crazy then, they began to laugh. That was some scary shit. At least that was one step to being comfortable.

"Uhmm, can you teach me how to deal with the cutleries?" I asked looking at Tamara.

"Sure!" Tamara said happily and the lessons began. It wasn't even as hard as I thought. After the meal, I passed through a session of questions and answers.

Everyone wanted to know something about me. It was a wonderful experience and I was so glad. When I got tired and sleepy, Trevor told them it was enough and Trevor led us to our bedroom. They were really fond of me especially Tamara. What bedazzled me was the fact that his mom mentioned that I was the first girl he had brought. Wow. Isabella wasn't close to my standards. Eek. He cuddled with me on the big bed and pecked my forehead.

"Goodnight b."
"Night night." I said closing my eyes then it dawned on me that tomorrow was a school day. Honestly, I've skipped some lectures cause of all the temporary drama that has been going on in my life. His phone then beeped and I stretched my hand to reach for the phone. When I got it was a text from Isabella.

**hey I'm back**

What nonsense.

Okay guys incase you've forgotten who Isabella is, she's Trevor's ex. Just click on the star button.