Carefully i kept the luggage in their room on coming out, I saw a figure entering the kitchen.
Tiptoeing secretly I tried to see who that was, I mean if it’s Mr Raphael son or an intruder, so i will know how I will scream out with a loud voice.
I was close to the kitchen door when his phone rang making me jump in fear.
Whispering silently to mum who was coming out of the kitchen……..
“Who is in the kitchen mum?”
“Kelsi’ Let us go home” she pulled my hand.
I sigh” okay mum.
Few weeks later I started getting used to Anita and her crew, their constant disturbance and nusiance, pushing me out of the way, mocking my dress, pouring water on my school bag and all of that.
I couldn’t tell mum about what I’ve been going through in school, I know she has a lot too.
I vowed to keep it to myself and hopefully stand up to the challenge.
I had to balance both school and work with mum.
later at night mum couldn’t hold it anylonger she woke me up and told me everything going on at work, she told me all that Mrs Raphael has been doing to her, sometimes accusing her of stealing, threatening to kill her if she come close to her husband.
I felt bad.
Mr Raphael took us like his family, but his wife sees mum and I as slaves and nothing more.
I was hurt again, even when we think everything is going on well, Life will always show us the bad side.
I couldn’t follow mum throughout the week, and according to her Mrs Raphael daughter Lisa is exactly like her mother.
On Friday morning, I woke up and looked at the time, 6:45am.
“What?” I jumped out of the bed and rushed to prepare from school, blaming myself for not waking up early, and the rain too.
Everywhere was cold and slippery that early morning.
I walked fast to school clutching my sweater tightly hoping I would not be late. Luckily for me I entered my class 7:50am.
I breathe a sigh of relief, and sat on my seat.
Most students were in the class, and every friday we do have just two lecture, so we all have time to gist and have fun.
I’ve spent two months and yet I have no make any friend, and i was okay with it.
I was reading a novel when I noticed everywhere was gradually quiet, I raise my head to look around and saw all eyes fixed to the door.
I raised my head well to look what’s going on there, there he was standing tall and proud looking walking slowly into our class.
Mummurs were going round, all eyes were on him.
He was the perfect definition of a male God, handsome was an understatement, tall, dark, with a smooth face and a kissable red lip.
“OMG! How can somebody be this fine?” I could not help starring at him.
I was struck on the spot! Starring at him intently, shamelessly.