She got on her motorcycle and drove to school at high speed, it was very early in the morning and the sun was just rising. A car began to follow her, It was a black car she became suspicious and decided to speed up but unfortunately so did the driver of the car. Her heart began pounding in her chest she saw a cafe and decided to stop. The car was black with tinted windows glancing slowly so as not to make it obvious, she got into the cafe which just opened. She ordered hot tea and buns sitting near the window the Driver of the Black car hadn't gotten out of the car yet she was terrified. The moment she glanced at the door her face hardened, it was Walter. What was this man doing here is he following me? she thought he glanced at her and quickly looked away which she found suspicious She watched intently as they took his order.
Taking the bag he hastened his steps and she stopped him. "Good morning Mr Walter" he halted. "Good morning Miss Hamida" She saw how he forced a smile. she continued, "Sir I have a problem and I need your help" Her teacher's face softened "What's wrong miss?". She glanced outside and he followed her line of sight glancing back to him his face hardened "And who is in the car?" She shrugged " I didn't know honestly I'm scared, do you think I could follow you to school please" the look she gave him right now was so adorable he couldn't say no. He swallowed hard "Okay how will you get back home from the looks of it they followed you from home" He glanced at the black car and then at her.
"well then that means I'll have to take you back home I'll drop you off" she quickly refused, ''how about you drop me here and I can tell bozo to pick me up''. "okay, that sounds great to let us go" they got in his car and sure enough, they followed but Walter had a trick up his sleeve went around the block twice she was confused at first but then realize what he was doing he was waiting for an opportunity and it's expected one appeared. , he saw a woman who was about to cross the street with her pets so he sped past them. As they began to cross the people following had to wait for the woman to finish crossing with her pets when she was done they continued going but they lost track of her they dialled a number "boss we're sorry we lost her" the person on the other end of this phone smiled "that's okay I will get her, fall back "instructed their boss and they left.
School went smoothly and then it was time to come back home. she stood where Walter had asked her to stay and wait for him she waited and waited but he didn't show she was about to call bozo since it was originally bozo who was supposed to pick her up when he finally showed up which he wasn't alone, he was with that shameless woman of the other day and she was attached to his arm "now Ezra I have to go home now" Walter said but she wasn't letting go and her behaviour irritated Hamida.
''So what is she doing here then?" he sighed She gouged her appearance from head to toe. As the woman was a staff of the school she greeted her which she ignored. "Oh well, I promise to drop her at home since we live in the same neighbourhood" she turned to Walter giving him a kiss he released him "Alright call me when you get home" She turned around and left. , Hamida and Walter got in the car and went off the school gate
The silence of the car was almost suffocating
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Walter concentrated on driving while she looked through the window deciding to break the silence he spoke ''how was school today" Hamida replied "School was okay" he asked again "What about studies?" she hated small talk so she decided to stop beating around the bush. ''What is it that you want to tell me. just tell me" said, Hamida. He spoke "Well I just wanted you to know that there is nothing between her and me and I know she makes you uncomfortable" She blinked at him a couple of times, " It's none of my business with all due respect but I don't care whether or not you have something going on" she turned to face the window again. Walter sighed 'okay then' he drove straight to the cafe, "Your motorcycle is still here that's good well on your go". She snapped her head towards him, "I thought you said you would take me home" He nodded "Yes now get on your bike and I'll follow behind you as you go". this is unbelievable she shook her head "That is so unfair that's not what you said" he turned to her "Well I changed my mind now get on your bike and I will follow you". Huffing loudly she stepped out of the car and banged the door. She got on her bike and sped off without waiting for him to follow her but he did anyway because he promised.
He followed her trial after a few minutes he saw that she had stopped the bike, he got out of the car and approached her, "Something the matter? why did you stop?"She quickly grabbed him and crouched to the floor "Shhh they are at my house, quickly take a pic of the man" he gave her a horrified look " Come on please it's in case something happens ". He nodded and took the picture and they silently left from there. Meanwhile, the man who stood in front of Hamida's house finally decided to knock, and Lucy answered.
"How may I help you, gentlemen? She looked at them with curiosity.
the scrawny man came forward "We are looking for the mistress of the household"
Lucy looked at them "Well sir she hasn't returned home and we are worried" Just then Bozo appeared. He told Lucy to get inside so he would talk with the men.
" Gentleman what seems to be the problem?" came Bozo's gruff voice. The other man who was as buff as Bozo's stepped forward " The young miss who lives here is she home? we need to speak to her" his deep voice was trying to intimidate Bozo but he seemed unfazed "She is not home you can leave a message if you want" They quickly refused to stating that they would rather tell her in person. Binding farewell they drove away at high speed, and even though they were gone, Bozo still stood at the door facing the direction which they left. He had a deep frown on his face as he shut the door...
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