Dangerous Love

Chapter One

Leila's POV
I've always had a passion for arts and journaling. I've been on this one drawing for about a month and it still wasn't perfect. It's a girl laying on the grass with the sunset and beach behind her and then a snowy dark path with one light on the other side. I know it sounds lame but it represents good and bad side to people. I check the time and its almost 12:30. I change into my addida shelltops to accompany my black halter top and black joggers. I grab my car keys and walk to the kitchen where my mom is, she's drinking her mid day coffee which means she has a night shift. I give her kiss and she mutters I love you in Italian.

I make my way to the neighborhood market so I could pick up my weekly groceries. Mekeila would be coming home from school soon and i couldn't have her waiting, again. I rounded the corner and saw a hiring sign. I've been looking a job for about a month now. I just graduated from NYU but haven't gotten lucky yet.

I plan on making some pasta or tomatoe soup so I reach for a ripe tomatoe when a masculine man is placed on mine. I turn to see a beautiful creature. He seems to be 6'2 compared to my 5'4 height. He has a 5 o'clock shadow with wavy disheveled hair. My eyes finally land the most compelling milk chocolate eyes. He smiles and and I cna already feel the heat rising to my cheeks reflecting to bright tomatoe still under our hands. I release my hand from his. "My bad, you can take it"
"Nonsense a beautiful lady like you deserves it"
I laugh," It's just a tomatoe"
He smiles a bug pearly white one and replies, " I'll just take this one" and grabs another. I take the original one I had in mind and move my cart.

I continue to check out as my phone rings. " Yes Mek-..."
"Where are you! I've been waiting for 15 minutes now"
" I know, I know im sorry. I'll be there in five minutes" I quickly hang up not wanting to hear any back talk. I pay the cashier and tell her to keep the change. I may be struggling with money but I know how its feels to be paid minimum wage. I go 2 blocks to my 2004 Toyota Camry and load my few grocery bags in the trunk. I take the 5 minute ride to my old High school, McKinley High. I see my sister talking to her bestfriend since maybe 5th grade, Samantha Simmons. As I pull over the curb my phone chimes its email notification tone. "Hey Keila I loveeee youuuu" I say sweetly.
"So does Mom but is she ever late picking me up?" I roll my eyes.
" Hey Sam, thanks for asking if I could drop you off"
" Oh im sleeping over and thanks Leila for picking us up. Because I wasn't trying to walk after our hard ass gym class and for last period. "
"Ughhhhh Ms.Howard still causing hell"
"Yeah and she gave me a detention because I wasn't putting effort into our warm-ups and supposedly flirting with my tutor for math" said Mekeila rolling her hazel eyes as I glass next to me. We look so alike yet act so different. I just laugh as I pull into our small condo drive way. I wish I could buy us a big house but I'm still in search of a job. We get out and I go inside and straight to my bed. I could sleep for a year but its my turn to make dinner and Sam is here so that's even more food to be made. I put the groceries away and grab a peach and go to my room.

Around 6pm I make my way into the kitchen to see Keila watching the news and Sam munching on pizza. I turn into the kitchen to see 3 boxes stacked.
2 are empty which means the rest are for mom and me. I place mom's in the fridge so she can have it when she comes home around 12 am. I grab 3 slices and make my way into the living rooms I glance at the TV and back to my to my phone to finally check my emails. I have over 896 emails unread because of all the useless stuff I subscribe to.

I check ancestry.com to see if I have any newly found relatives. Im from Italian and Afro-Dominican decent. My mom is Italian and my dad was Dominican. My dad died when I was still a kid. I never really had that other role in my life. I've never been good with relationships either. I mean I don't have a problem with getting attention.

Im 5'4 with a slim figure. Not twig and not thick I have a very noticeable butt that my mom always says is gonna get me in trouble. I have small hands and feet with an small heart face and light hazel eyes and plump pink lips. My sister is similar but more on the skinny side. As for my mom she's thick and has blue eyes and a more oval face. She's always been living and supporting and doing the best she could for us. She taught me Italian from a young age. So I'm bilingual. I have always tried my best in school. I graduated from NYU 2 months ago in hopes of going straight into job hunting but haven't actually been successful.

Since its Friday I have all weekend to finally start applying to jobs. I look at the TV and almost choke. Its the the guy from the store. I start into a coughing fit and reach for some water on the table. Sam looks and me like ive gone crazy and walks out the room. I am finally calm and it seems the man is giving a speech. The caption below states Derrick Smith is seeking new employees for his new enterprise apply today at 714-555-4326. I quickly pick up my phone and search his name. Several pictures of the gorgeous man himself pop up. Some with girls and some with a older woman with similar features. I click the news article on his "Bright Enterprise." Keila gets up and goes her room. She can't be going to bed its only 11:14. I continue my article and slowly click the link to apply. Who knows maybe I'll finally get lucky. I move into my room, laying down and getting my laptop I won 2 years ago its a chromebook but have Netflix and a couple of games on it that connects to my Samsung. I click on Grey's Anatomy. I eventually fall asleep around 2am.
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~A.