After school Jake meet up with me at the bus stop. He was running.
" Hey , where are you going, you forgot we have to practice.
" Well, I thought you forgot. You know what happened last time. "
" How many times do you time do I have to apologize for it? " he looked frustrated.
" So where are we going ?" I tried changing the subject. He looked at me and said,"My house." He smirked and started walking to his car.
"You coming?" He said without looking back.
I ran to keep up with him.
It wasn't a long ride. We pulled up in front of a CASTLE I was astonished I stared with my mouth open.
I felt him looking at me, " close your mouth we don't need flies in our house.
I shot him a death glare.
He pulled key and opened the door...... it was a beauty.
" Wow , your house is very exquisite and very humongous." I exclaimed.
" Thanks. " he murmured.
" For a moment I just kept starting. " Umm , you can make yourself at home and I'll go change. I'll be right back.
I nodded. I then saw pictures on the wall and interested.
I saw a picture of Jake and Carter when they were smaller beside them stood a blonde with big Brown eyes and full lips her smile was heartwarming and welcoming.
She must have their sister. Just then a voice spoke up, " Hello, I don't think we've met before. I'm Carole Govenci Parker nice to meet you. " She said with a big smile.
"I'm sorry I'm Oliviera Pangu. Nice to meet you as well. "
" Are you here for Jacob.?" I nodded ," Well follow to the kitchen I don't suppose you've eaten yet. School was out only forty five minutes ago. " she motioned for me to sit do.
I did as I was told.
" So how long have you guys been dating? " I chocked on my bologna sandwich. My eyes widen ," No no no no no Jacob and I are project buddies we're barely friends. " I said matter of factly. Her face showed disappointment. " Tell me a bit about yourself Oliviera Pangu."
I cleared my throat,
" Well my name is Oliviera Pangu I am from Gabao, Gabon you can call Olive or Oliviera whichever one you want. I am 17 turning 18. And I am glad to be here with my family. Many people ask me what it is like back home and I say just that we have one origin.
" You know what I mean like here you'll ask them what are and they're like I'm 50 % Irish 30% Native 20% French and so on. (N/A I got this from a vine. )
I looked at Jacob's mom and she looked entertained.
" Olive tell me something if you were offered to live with in poverty or The life of the rich which would you choose? "
I took a moment to take the question.
What's with the twenty questions?
"I think it would poverty..... because I don't want to be born in a household where everything is given to me.... I want to struggle ,I want to have pain before the pleasure comes.
I want to be someone that others depend on for support. I for one was born in a low class family , but we made the best of it and look where we are now.." she smiled big.
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African Beauty (Interracial Romance)Romance
"It's my time to go ." He whispered. I shook my head, I couldn't beleive this was happening. " No, stop it , don't say that. You are going to live and tell your story and it will be amazing. " I sobbed in his chest. He gasped on air ,"Stop talking...