Last Price ✓ (Book 1 in the Last Price Series)

six:: aww

"You're so freaking cute,

I think I could get used to

You,

Got me like aww aww

Aww aww."

"Mom, stop. PLEASE!" Josephine said into the phone, annoyed at what her mother was telling her.

"You are a Nigerian mother. You are not supposed to be gushing about guys with your 17 year old daughter!"

"Then why did you tell me about him, then?" Her mother asked, truly confused.

Josephine didnt know what to say. She was tongue tied. She truly didn't know why she told her mother about Peter.

Maybe it was because of the weird feeling she got whenever she was around him, or the zoo of animals in her stomach when he so much as smiled at her.

She knew all about it. She had read enough Pride and Prejudice and even Colleen Hoover(don't ask how) books to date. Before, she thought that all the descriptions of what happened to a girl when she saw her crush were rather far fetched, but now, all of that changed, and she didn't want to admit that it was because of a certain lanky guy who wore thick rimmed glasses.

"Look Mom, forget everything I just told you. It was just another one of my jokes." She lied to her mother.

"That is a lie. " Her mother spoke. "You just don't want to accept the fact that you like this guy."

Josephine found it hound to conceal her brimming annoyance as she responded to her mother's statement. "Remember when I told you about that studio manager that I met at some cafe?"

She knew her mother's eyes had lit up even without being able to see her. "Yeah that hot one.... Aubrey was it?"

She nodded her head then remembered she couldn't see her. "Yep, now leave this call screen and go and open that app I forced you to download: Choices."

"Why?"

"Just do it."

"By Nike." Her mother joked. Well, tried to joke. Her mother did as she asked.

"Now what?" 

"Click on Wishful THinking."

After what felt like ten minutes, her mother replied to her.

"YOU LIED TO ME ABOUT AUBREY?" She shouted.

"I didn't mean to." Josephine replied, adding an artificial twinge of guilt to her voice. "It's just that, you were so focused on me being happy, that I would do anything to make you happy."

Ehh, it wasn't the truth, but Josephine was never a saint either.

In reality, all she really wanted to do was get her mother off her back. The woman had insisted on getting her a boyfriend, that she had set her up with all types of guys. Church guys, pizza guys, sons of my coworkers guys, literally every guy she could find that was around the same age as her daughter.