I have finally reached my new home. I pull into my driveway and park my car. The house is a tan color, it looks older, worn down paint, un clipped lawn, and vines going down the side of the house. There is no porch, there are two huge windows, with no curtains. I can see clearly inside the house, it's empty. There is alot of work to do.
I sigh and open my car door. At least its not an ugly orange color. I pull out my keys as I walk up to the house and open the door. It smells fresh, they must have had a cleaner come in at freshen it up. Gary, my landlords name is Gary.
Gary has salt and pepper colored hair and is plump. He's not four hundred pounds, but hes not skinny either. He seems like a nice man, i called him when I reached Washington, he will be by tomorrow to collect the check Jackle gave me. My thoughts are interrupted by me being shoved face first into my new floor. "Omfg I am soooo sorry!"
I turn around and look up, a girl is holding a large pitbull by its leash. It keeps trying to lunge at me, sticking its tounge out. "It's ok, I enjoy the taste of floor" I reply snarkily. The girl had huge poofy hair, she's mixed, very beautiful. Her face is on the round side, full lips coated with lip gloss. She has on yellow eyeshadow and a white top with a yellow throw over, and dark blue ripped jeans. She's a bit on the heavier side, but she makes it work.
Her voice is loud, daring, she sounds like she sounds friendly though, a Jamaican accent. "You're a funny guy, you know that?" She replies offering me a hand, while holding her dog in the other. "So I've been told" I take her hand and dust myself off. "I'm Jamila, this is Tiki" she says pointing at the dog. "I'm Ezera, it's nice to meet you"I reply holding my hand out for her to shake, she squeals and hugs me, letting go of Tikis leash in the process.
Tiki jumps on me again and I struggle to hold him while he's licking me. I smile and pet him. "Hello Tiki" I say while letting him down. He barks and trotts back to Jamila. "Well, I'll let you get settled, we are having a cookout later today, feel free to join us!" She says as she takes off back to her house. I think I will go.
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Dancing With Lies
ActionEzera Gray, an eighteen year old college student, is suddenly thrown into a world of guns and criminals when he is picked by the head of the B.A.U (Behavioral Analysis Unit) of the FBI to be an agent. He was picked for his photographic memory and hi...
