Chapter Four

I was in class when I wrote this, suddenly a teacher started talking about Pineapple Pizza, because we were having homemade Pizza, and this really sweet girl who always has her makeup on fleek, says that if he says it again she'd hit him with a piece of chicken, kept talking about it. This girl pulls out her headphones, turns to him and pulls out a chicken's foot and stared at him dead in the eyes.

A week had past since Kotoko's unfortunate encounter with Mr. Intelligent and his trophy fiance, and since christmas was nearly almost a month away and Labor Thanksgiving day was just around the corner the single mother had her hands full with working and finding time to show Hiro around her home town.