He Must Know||H.S

Chapter One

 

Hey!! Song of the chapter is Little Me by Little Mix! I feel like it really suits the main character!

                                                -W.O.M.W.

Clev's Pov

  After my mother was done unpacking she ushered us out of the house to explore the wonders of Los Angeles. We walked in silence. We stared in awe at the neighbors with their fancy cars and mansions. Towering palms sprouted from the ground and swayed in the , not at all refreshing, breeze. The summer heat bound down on us and beads of sweat rolled down our foreheads, to the tips of our noses and dripped onto our chins. Us, being from Minnesota,  did not expect the heat and humidity to be almost... deadly. That's a bit of an exaggeration,  but whatever.

  "I'm going to find a mall." Daphne broke our...peaceful silence and I simply nodded, "Be careful."

  The sound that escaped her lips was somewhere inbetween a scoff and a sigh as she left me standing in the middle of the road. I continued to walk in the heat until I saw the pearly white sand ahead of me. This somehow seemed to motivate me. The pace of my footsteps increased and the heat didn't seem so bad anymore. Then I saw the lights of the boardwalk. I pushed my glasses up my nose to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.

  Lights were strung across the pier and the sun was setting in the orange pink sky behind the large ferris wheel. Citizens and tourists carried shopping bags on their fore arms laughing and smiling behind sunglasses. Then I heard laughter. A carousel twirled on its axis at a slow rate carrying children in a slow circle. Their faces lit up like the lights decorating the rides, and somehow I felt like I actually belonged.

  I didn't realize I was on the boardwalk leading to what seemed like wonderland until a flier fell into my hands.

  Japenzo's Italian Fine Dining Now Hiring!!

 

  "The name's Alex, you look about the right age... Will you please come with me?" I looked up to see an older woman with dyed, rather damaged, black locks and a nose peircing looked at me very closely. Wait, stop it, Clev, stop judging people just from their looks. That's not right you never know she may recite the bible every night and is always early for mass.

  Due to my guilt, I gave into the stranger.  I felt like I owed sonething to her because of my judgement. Might as well give her my time. To my dismay we passed all the boutiques and gift shops on the boardwalk and headed straight behind the massive ferris wheel. She smiled and waved to various of the people operating rides, cash registers, consession stands, ect. while I remained quiet and on her heels. We reached a restaurant which exterior looked like a palace. Sure enough the sign read, Japenzo's.

  She walked up the front steps and opened the door for me. I smiled at her trying to be polite as I could be and we stopped at the sight of an old man in a fedora and matching pinstripe suit.

  "You come for job, no?" His french accent echoed through the walls of my head.