Chapter Three

Denavia's

Isha's house was just ten minutes walking from my house. So I just got down from my car in front of my house and handed the car to her. Making a deal of: Her taking the car home and pick me up tomorrow morning.

I got inside the house and I heard movements in the kitchen. I took my dad's garden boots and held it tightly, getting ready to hit the intruder's head. My mom came out from the kitchen in her office cloths and I quickly hid the boot behind me.

"What are you doing Navia?" She eyed me suspiciously. I cleared my throat.

" Uhh, I thought there was an intruder in the house and I....uh... y'know wanted to use the boot to defend myself self incase he attacked." I explained.

"Have you taken your pills?" I looked at her like she was crazy and she returned the look.

"Pills? What pills?"

"Ugh! Nevermind. I'm going back to work. I just came to get something at home so I decided to make lunch for you. I'm leaving now. Bye sweetie." She said quickly without Waiting for me to even reply.

"Mum wait-" she was already out of the house. I texted her telling her I was going to a friend's house for a project and she just replied with "Be Safe Sweetie".

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5:33PM

I realized Cameron's house wasn't even far from mine so I decided to walk. As soon as I reached the front gate I pressed on the intercom.

"Who is it?" A very matured voice spoke from the intercom. Probably his mom.

"Uhh, I'm Cameron's project partner and he asked me to meet him here at 6." I replied nervously.

No response came from the intercom. Shortly after, the gates opened. And did add, it opened automatically. I gaped at the gate. It's good to have lots of money. I walked in and the gates closed.

I walked further into the mansion. So many flowers. And in the middle of whole flower garden was a water fountain. A very beautiful flower, stood out alone and I decided to pluck it. Well, I decided to steal it. I stretched my hand towards the flower, and I couldn't reach it. I stretched a little bit further, I lost my balance and ended up falling on the flowers, crushing them. My face directly into the soil. Arrrghhh! I ate soil. I quickly spat out the soil from my mouth with a look of utmost disgust on my face.

I stood and realized I had totally crushed the flowers. Oh dear! Oh dear! I panicked, what do I do. Poor flowers, they were crying. Okay I can be stupid sometimes, but you see, even though these flowers can't talk. I know they're in pain. Ha!

"It's okay babies, you guys are gonna grow back." I pet the crushed flowers.

"Are you talking to the flowers?" A deep voice suddenly said. I was shocked and staggered back falling face flat into the soil again. My life's going great, isn't it?

I just fell in front of the mighty Cameron St. Laurent.

"I could at least use some help." I said sarcastically. He held out his hand and helped me up.

"Seems like you fall a lot, and look your shirt is stained with soil." He said with a bored tone.

"My life sucks. Can we just go in and work on this project so I can leave?" He gave me the "are you kidding me" look.

"You just crushed my mom's favorite flowers and you think I'll let you go? Hell no! "

Oops! Hehe.

"Is she home, I'll apologize." I said sadly. He only sighed.

"Follow me." He said and I followed him like an idiot.

As soon as we got inside, my jaw dropped. This mansion is fucking hugeeee. It has a lounge with a veeryyy big fish box. The lounge looked like a mini aquarium. It was beautiful. We entered the main house and I was amazed. Rich people do enjoy. I followed him up the stairs. Was he taking me to his mom? He stopped at a big door and opened it. We entered the room, it looked neat and smelt so much like him.

"This is my room." He said and I nodded.I guess he overlooked the flower incident since he didn't take me to his mom. The walls were grey, the curtains were grey and white even his bedspread was grey. Every damn thing in that room was gray and it looked matured and nice.

"My parents are out if the country. So I'm not taking you to my mom. That's the bathroom over there, take off your stained clothes and shower." He said and my eyes widened like tea saucers.

"Wait! You mean I should....uhh.... Take a sh...shower in your bathroom?" I asked stuttering.

"Are you dense? You're stained with dirt and I can't even stand dirt so go wash up. When you're done, put this on." He threw a shirt on his bed and went out. Rude jerk.

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I wore the shirt he gave me after taking my bath in his hugeeee bathroom. I went downstairs to join him and worked on the project. It was already 8:04PM when we finished and he drove me home. As soon as I got home, my parents were already waiting for me at the door.

"Navia, who is that guy?" My mom asked immediately as I entered.

"And what are you wearing?" My dad asked sizing me from my head to my toe.

"Oh shit." I muttered under my breath.

"20 bucks into the jar." She heard me curse.

Okay, if you were wondering what " 20 bucks in the jar" meant. My family created a policy of  "if you use any curse words like fuck, shit, hell, damn etc". You're gonna pay 20 bucks. So we put the money in a jar by the flower pot. We've been doing this for years and we have about a hundred jars full of money in the basement.

"You guys don't need to know, I'm going to my room." I said quickly and ran upstairs while I was running, i tripped on one of the stairs.

"Ah! Fuck!" I yelled in pain.

"Naviaaa! 20 bucks!" My mom yelled from the kitchen.

"The fuck mom! I just fell and you don't even want to know if I died or not, you're asking for the 20 bucks." I yelled back.

"At least you didn't die. Make it 40 bucks cos you swore again." She said and my dad Chuckled. I just groaned.

Ugh! My parents!