Chapter 6

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Kimberly POV

I woke up to some loud laughing, and I instantly knew who it was. It is way to early for this foolishness,August could have at least waited until like or sum, but its only 8 in the morning; ain't nobody got time for this. I threw the covers off myself and headed towards my bathroom and did the quick hygiene. I walked downstairs to see them two on the couch her on his lap, and his hands on her waist. 

'Hey Kimberly'. August said, at least he got some manners Erica just looked at me like I was some type of alien. She was staring extra hard, like boo bitch. 

'Hi, Erica'. I said smiling hard, you know how I can be childish, after about a 2 secs she still hadn't said anything so I took myself in August little 'fun' room you can call it. It was a large soundproof room. Thinking about it I bet they did the nasty up in here. But you could just chill and plus he had instruments in here so  I was happy about that. I grabbed one of his guitars, and started my song I was writing. I proceed to strum a few chords before I started singing.

I just want somebody, (body)

To treat me like somebody (body)

Won't be like everybody (body)

All you gotta do is love me for me baby.

I guess it's a start, I started being my goofy self doing some dance and laughing at myself cause I'm just silly for no reason. After about 15 mins in there I was hoping that Erica was gone, but you know I guess the guy upstairs didn't think to much of her being here so... of course when I went back to my room I heard groaning. They just nasty, I mean don't know body wanna know what they doing, but  I have no social life so I can't call nobody. 

But I got legs so I'm about to take myself outside, I was walking in his little gated community passing by all these nice large homes. I saw a lot of older people sitting outside, either gardening, or sitting looking at the cars go by. I would have to get use to this, I'm not really with the quietness usually it be people yelling, smoking, laughing. Then I come here and people over here singing Kum-by-ya, it's not a bad thing; far from it but where is all the young people. Does August know where he living? Maybe he just wanted to get away from what he was use to, That's just my thought.

When I reached a dead end I turned back around and headed towards the house. I saw Erica leaving the house in her Benz, as I was walking in the house August was in the living watching TV. He saw me and his eyebrows raised.

'Where, were you'? He asked like he was my parole officer.

'We'll, why you and Erica were upstairs 'doing you know what'. I took myself walking around the neigborhood'. I said heading toward the kitchen.

'Oh, sorry about that. Can you make me a sandwich while you in there'? August asked.

'Sure'. I said and started making his sandwich, I had placed the sandwich on a plastic plate and handed it to him. He said a thank you and dug in. I went back into the kitchen and started making my own sandwich. I had did a little extra with mine since you know I'm me. I made us both something to drink so I would't have to come back in here. I sat on the couch and saw him watching basketball, I'm  not really into basketball; but I like watching it, and seeing people getting extra loud when their team make a basket.

When the game went to commercial August was talking to me about school and stuff.

'Ma, there's a school about 2 miles away from here it's umm called Riverhill. It seem like a nice place so you start school on Tuesday.' He said.

'Okay, can we go school shopping'? I asked him. I wouldn't need much but I sure as hell wasn't rolling up at that school in a nice car and I step out and look like 'who-did-it-and-what-for'.

'Yep, but it's getting late so I'm about to go to bed. Make sure you turn off the lights and stuff goodnight'. August left on that.

I picked up my stuff and some crumbs that were visible and headed towards my room. After taking a shower I layed in bed and just though about how Riverhill gone be. I hope I meet some good people and that nobody get on my bad side. But other than that I quite happy I can have a social life.

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