Change of plans 3

"What does that have to do with me? You want to know what they are talking about, and you didn’t get the full details. " Bella said, rolling her eyes.

"I couldn't understand they were talking in parables." Amber replied.

"Do you believe I know what they were talking about?" Bella asked as she got up from bed.

"I think you do," Amber said, twisting her lips.

"Come closer." Bella said, moving her lips closer to her ear.

"To be honest, I don’t know a thing. I think the thing they were talking about was between the three of them." Bella said.

"You seriously don’t know?" Amber asked.

"Yes, silly." Bella said, and jumped down from the bed.

"You just have to wait for them to tell you that’s the best option." Bella said, tying her hair into a ponytail.

"I kind of think it has something to do with my future." Amber said.

Amber spent the rest of her days worrying about what Daniel and her parents were trying to do until dinner when she came back from Mason’s house carrying an envelope that said the school management was sorry for kicking her out of the university. She was so happy that she wasn’t going to be a dropout after all.

The whole family was seated at the dining table, ready to dig into the food when she pushed the envelope towards her father. Bella was serving the food on their plates when she paused as the whole family turned their gaze to the envelope in Mr. Darlington’s hand.

"What’s this?" He asked as he opened the envelope.

"Go on, read it." Amber said with beaming smile.

He looked at her with side-eyes and opened the envelope. The moment he stared at the letter; his jaw dropped.

"Does this mean they want you back?" he asked, staring at her.

"Totally." She said, with a toothy smile.

"Do you really want to go back to that place where you were treated badly?" Mr. Darlington asked. His wife took the paper from him, glancing at it with Daniel.

"Yes, I want to prove to them that blacks are also human like them." Amber beamed.

"You are not going." Daniel said, slamming his hand on the table.

"Why not? Isn’t it a good thing? We don’t have to move back to our old neighborhood anymore." Mrs. Darlington said.

"Move back to our old neighborhood?" Amber asked with her mouth wide open.

"Yes, we are moving out of this racist society in two months." Daniel answered.

"Why would you guys make such a decision about my future without telling me?" Amber asked, glaring at them.

"We are your parents. We know best." Mr. Darlington said.

"That’s the same thing you said when we first moved into this neighborhood. You guys are planning to move out of this neighborhood. What about your jobs?" Amber asked.

"Our jobs are not important; the only important thing is our lives. I heard from a friend that the mayor of this city is trying to eliminate all the black people in this neighborhood." Daniel said.