If you think I'm going to tell you about the maths project, I'm sorry but you are wrong. That maths project was just fine. However, it's maths, how fun it could be?
Otherwise, there was a cloudy Saturday when my parents had to drive and accompany my twin brothers, Elijah and Elisha, to Manchester, which was around four hours far and I had a bunch of homework to do. My parents decided not to take me with them. Instead, they took me to the Curlston mansion and made me stay there for a whole day. They said Quincy might help me with some homework, which I didn't quite agree, at first.
My parents didn't take me to the Robertson because I had a small fight with Robertson boys. Well, actually, it was just between Andrew and me but then Sam felt the need to also be angry with me since he's Andrew's brother. So that's how I got into a fight with two boys who've also been mentioned as the only friends I had.
- A cloudy early morning, Curlston Mansion.
"Great!" shouted her right after hearing the reason I was at their door this morning. I didn't think she had seen my homework papers yet. "Come in!" She was so excited. I could see it from her lips, eyes, eyebrows, and her hands. Her hand was pulling mine to come inside her house while my other hand was holding a map of homework.
I could still hear what our mothers talking while I was going inside the lobby. "Thank you so much, Angelina. I hope it's okay, I'll pick him up as soon as I get back here," said my mum at the door.
"It's totally fine. In fact, I'm glad to see Quincy making friends," answered Mrs. Curlston
"Oh and please make sure he does his homework, it's due on Monday and he hasn't done it yet."
"Sure, Quincy will help him. Don't worry about it."
After that, I got mesmerised by the inside of this house and didn't hear anything they were saying anymore. Curslton Mansion was huge and filled with beautiful furniture. The ceiling was so high I felt like a mouse in there. The lobby had a luxury staircase which lead us to the first-floor lobby. Again, I was amazed by the fact how extra this house was, it even had another lobby on the first floor. From that lobby, Quincy and I went left, and now it was a dining room and family room, oh and a kitchen too.
Then we stopped as we faced a lilac door. She never told me what room it was, but I just knew it was her room. I had the feeling that it was. "I can't go to your room," I said.
"It's okay, you can just wait and sit there," she pointed a couch just across the room. "I'm just going to get my homework."
"What, why?"
"You haven't finished them, right?" she glanced at my homework. "Don't you wanna see mine? Or if you just wanna have fun we can go to the pool downstairs. You can swim, can't you?"
"Actually, yes, I'll do the homework." I said as I swung my left hand lightly.
"I'm guessing it's English." She took my map from my hand and opened it. "Oh right, and craft," she said as she looked at my homework papers.
"Yeah," I muttered.
"You can see my English paper if you want." She looked at me very proudly.
"I'm quite sure I can do it on my own." What if it was a trap? If I said yes, then she would tell the teachers.
"Uh... okay then. But I'm still getting it so we can discuss the answers later."
She walked into her room. I went to the couch as I waited her getting the papers. Just when I got to sit down, she showed up with some paper on her hands and closed the door.
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Back in Time
Novela JuvenilEvery time we meet someone new, like it or hate it, a new story begins. At first, we might not care and think it would just add some chapters to our lives. But as soon as it got interesting, we would take it more serious and we'd likely to find ours...