Locked up In the Past

Chapter Three

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"Breathe". Sarah told me as we made for the buildings. Remember when we talked about getting a job?. Well Sarah was excited as usual and told me she has the perfect place for me to work. So here we are. Walking into a quiet environment and the only noise heard was the ones from the students in the building. Did I mention that it was Sarah's aunt who owns the school?.

"Good morning". We were currently at the receptionist table.

A young, slim woman with visible spots and acne under the huge layer of makeup and heavy amount of bronzer stared back at me not taking notice of Sarah.

"Moring o". She said non chalantly as she popped a gum.

"Who are you looking for?". She twirled her old braids on her bleached finger. Did I mention how fake her lipstick screamed?.

"Um. Is Mrs Sharon in?". Sarah tapped her fingers on the table.

"Do you have an appointment?". She eyed me. I was not talking to you now?

"No. Something like that but can we just see her?". Sarah pleaded.

"Nope. She's not in". She popped the "p". Just then a young smartly dressed lady walked in with a file.

"Mrs Sharon asked me to give this to you. She said the accountant will retrive it later". She then smiled at me. So this receptionist is a liar?

Sarah raised a brow at her and she hit her old hair with full force in attempt to scratch it.

"Let me call her". She picked up the telephone and waited a while

"Um ma, some girls are here to see you". She paused "I told them----i know ------- I'm". She paused again looking anywhere but us. "What's the name?". She asked us.

"Tell her Sarah". She nodded and said it. She eyed us and then hung up.

"Third door upstairs on your right". She turned to her computer. What a receptionist. Sarah nodded and was about to leave when that other teacher offered to take us there.

"Don't mind her. She's just having some issues lately". She smiled at us. I knew the receptionist didn't have any issues. She was naturally a bleached Bitch.

The young lady made little conversation before we got there.  I found out that her name was faith. She was very polite. She knocked twice and pushed open the door.

"Ah. My Sarah". A middle aged woman beamed behind her glasses fixed on the bridge of her nose. Her table contained too much books but were all clean. Faith nodded and left with a huge smile still on her face. Why do people try to be nice to me. And then she left

"Good morning ma". We both said in unison. Sarah being Sarah walked over to hug her. I just stood there looking around.

"Come. Come sit". She smiled at us both and we took our seats which was across her. She adjusted her glasses and placed both hands on the table.

"How are you young lady?". The woman directed at me.

"I'm fine thank you ma". I pushed some strands of my hair backwards. I wore a jean trouser and black T-shirt today. Sarah bought a few clothes and shoes for me even after I vehemently protested. She and Sarah exchanged some pleasantries and laughed for a while.

"So. What do you want to work as?". The woman offered. I turned to look at Sarah who raised a brow as if to ask me too.

"Um. Any position would be suitable. As long as its not too much work". I smiled and she nodded at every word I said.