I faced her head on and her eyes narrowed to slits. I tried my hardest to look her straight in the eyes but my heart was beating against my ribs. I stopped my hand from curling. Hers did. I remembered her saying that she would do her very best to be fair and honest. Sometimes being honest was a good thing until it compromised someone else's position. Someone like me. If I didn't say anything to her, I would continue to live in turmoil and if I did tell her, she might make a report of it to anyone deemed fit of dealing with me. My knees were heavy and my stomach felt hot. I couldn't face her but I had too. I gnashed my teeth afraid of the outcome. She kept the necklace close. "I'm not letting it out of my sight until you tell the truth." I shoved her to get the necklace. She pushed back and punched me. I kicked her down and she flipped over elbowing my face. "Gah!" I saw black and white after that punch and my neck snapped in pain. She lifted me over her shoulder and I screamed as sh
"I'm just hyperventilating."Chima chuckled. "Ah don't mind me, we don't have air conditioning systems yet. I was only able to rent the equipment for baking." He rubbed his gloved palms together. "You're sure you're okay, brother?" Amir said and I nodded. "Yeah, nothing to it." I worked my jaw and Chima picked up interest in his cooking and began to mix the flour and the likes for the pastry. He asked me to dice the Irish potatoes and the vegetables. He didn't get the minced meat so we had to grind them ourselves. Amir stir fried the minced meat and sliced onions, then sprinkled seasoning into the pan frying for like ten minutes. He blinked. "It stings." He held a tablespoon to Chima who had a taste of the pie. Grace paint-brushed the oil on top of the tray. I cringed at the phonecalls but I was caught between painting the edges of the small sized dough on the tray with eggs while Amir speedily used a ladle to pour sizeable portions of golden meat sauce into small sized circles of d
I shook my head after that, how was I supposed to turn up once anything bad happened? They were looking for a man in a black suit? What if I made a big show of my battle and they came after me anyway? Lois held my wrist. "Can we go now?." She held her stomach. I forced myself away from the television and I fled with her. I brushed my nose walking home. I couldn't believe this, half of the city hated me and loved Oogie 'The Blue Knight' for standing up to them fearlessly. I reached home to drop her things. I gaped at the cage where Sandra clung to the glass. Beck inherited that spider from my mother. People thought it was weird that we let her roam about. She only wandered to look for food. She was venomous but shy and hardly bit anyone unless she had no choice. The fact that he didn't let her go out was saying something. I opened the lid. She clicked the back of her legs chirping like a cricket and disappeared. I made breakfast and set down a portion of halfburned eggs on her plate. I
I cautioned Lois to stop running. Especially with cars moving out of their parking space. "You left her with the scissors?" He said to me. "You're a real dumbass." My face turned hot. Lois laughed. We walked to a bus and I let them go in. Never in my life have I been so nervous about going out with my siblings. I patted my fingers on my thighs and I looked out the window at the streets for anything malicious around here. Dad worked in close association with damage control and architects. My mom worked for an oil company. I hoped they wouldn't press charges. Beck was reading a news report about me on a murderous spree, stealing jewels and wreaking havoc everywhere I went. That I needed to be put to a stop."I can't believe this guy. Maybe it's a different robot...Maybe not but he rescued me.""It's a different guy." I brushed my arm. I couldn't let anyone know. I gaped at Zed setting down popcorn and a squirrel grabbed his hand to fill up its mouth. He peered up at the two of us
I was about to pass out when he grunted. He spent two minutes reviewing my stuff and I exchanged my notes for Morty's because I didn't to fail. He cleared his throat. "Well done everyone. I'm glad everyone turned up early about something for once." I thought that was the end of my dread but we had a surprise test. I didn't study. "Did he talk about a test?" I said and Mort looked at me. "Did he not talk about any tests?." He muttered a sentence in Spanish and flipped his table up. I grabbed a piece of paper. I saw him yesterday with Oogie. He seemed to be immersed in his paperwork. "Remember, this test will make up for 90 percent of your final grade, and as for many of you who don't turn up for classes? Good luck." I was conflicted. 90% was too ridiculous. I didn't want to fail but I didn't want to cheat either. He was looking at me funny. Mister Alan Greyson moved up the stairs and stood behind us."I forgot to study," I whispered and Mort flipped his paper. It was blank. "Me too
We took laps. I admitted that I felt like I was running through mud. I was nervous about this impromptu blind date that Beck set up for me. Maybe he planned this the whole time, maybe Izzy was pretending. Mort could do anything. He thrived in spontaenity. My watch beeped. I was 30 minutes from getting home. I had to beg Mort to hurry up and I hopes that I was so occupied by my work that this date wouldn't go to plan so I could forget it and about everything else. Mort looked so happy that I felt guilty about it. It seemed to take his mind off whatever he was going through back at home."You're coming to my place, are you not?" Amir said in the back seat spraying his hair. I coughed flapping the spray away. I forgot that I had to take care of the kids. I was sure that Mrs Aquila had updated my dad again about it again. "Oh man." I whispered. "You better be prepared." He cackled. "They bite." I was sure he was just messing with me. I had a task today to finish my obstacle course and
I face-palmed and put the flashdrive away. I stepped out nimbly and leaned on the wall. I called Beck, he would be incredibly furious with me. "Beck, There's been a slight delay...""What is it?""I didn't upload your info. I was lying.""... You completely forgot, you son of a...""I'll come back tomorrow. I promise, whenever the firewall's down again.""It's been two days." Beck said with a grim voice. I didn't like when he sounded like that. "They're going to make charges." I raked my hair and I glanced at the ladies working and people stepping outside. I rushed to the back of the the office and punched the fire alarm. The sprinklers came on and I slipped out while the group escaped. Then I zipped in to type in the lady's password. I pulled down the firewall. Uploaded Beck's bio data into the school's portal. The water doused my face and clothes. I took my leave and sighed. The office was inspected for any fire outbreaks. I brushed the glass pieces off my hand and pretended as if n
'Oh my god.' I hid behind the menu card. She sat up. "It's Gwendolyn Sharp in the mean time. Is this some sort of set up that I wasn't aware of?" "I didn't know about you either.""I suppose the random haircut done was a coincidence."I turned red. "It wasn't, I had this days ago. He thought I'd be surprised and I'm guessing he knew I'd flunk out." I said and she made a face at that. "It means leave...I would never go out with you!""Well, I couldn't agree more!" She bit back. "I concur that there are better options." I pretended like that didn't hurt. "Mort was stalling, he only mentioned your first name."She turned red. "You picked that name if I do remember correctly when you introduced me to Gilles?""What?" "Kendra. The nanites are failing on your memory as well, aren't they?""I picked a random name on the fly. How was I supposed to remember?"We sat in awkward silence. "You didn't pick my mom's name, why?""I do it out of respect for the dead and finding a name with stres