"You're room is upstairs assumed your own bathroom and a mini fridge." When Maria said 'room', 'bathroom' and 'mini fridge' in the same sentence, my face glow with 'Thank fuckness!'

"Right now, your room is still getting prepared and it won't be ready for another 2 days..." Fuck my life. Where am I gonna sleep? In the sofa? With Maria? Sounds okay with me.

She opened the third door of the third room. The room was teal, light pink and white. It was decorated with white furniture and I don't know why, but I think the theme of the room was birds and flowers because of the pictures of birds and flowers. I feel so fucking gay here and I think in 2 days I might turn into a girl.

"I know the room looks very feminine, sorry about that," Maria said with the look of guilt on her face. "It's my daughter's room."

"Oh, that's understand-" Wait. DAUGHTER?! "You have a daughter?!"

"Yes." I didn't know if this was a good or bad thing.

"Didn't your mum tell you?" Fuck no! I wouldn't be this shocked if I knew. I shook my head. "So sorry about that. I should have mentioned it to you in the car."

"Don't worry, it's cool." I understand and she smiled with relief.

We began walking down the stairs. "I'm going to start cooking dinner. You can freshen up if you want."

"Oh, okay." I went to the front door to replied my left luggage and went back into Maria's daughter's room. I set my luggage in the floor and I took a look at the room. There were so many things that could describe what type of girl she was.

There was a guitar on the corner that suggested that she was a hidden musician.

There was a shelf full of books by her 20" flat screen that made me think she was a bookworm. Boring!

There was a summer job acceptance letter to volunteer for charity on her desk on top of her Toshiba laptop which meant she was down to earth and fun.

She sounds interesting and different. I hope her personality suits her hobbies.

I went to begin unpacking my suitcase. I went towards her wardrobe and opened the doors. I saw her clothes and remembered I'm only here for a few days.

I was about to close the doors but I couldn't help notice the amount of hoodies, t-shirts, jeans and Converse and very lack of dresses and heels. This showed that she's a tomboy, that's cool.

There was pictures of different people, friends and family. But I couldn't figure out who Maria's daughter was, I don't even know her name. I bet it's something common like Lily or Victoria. Or maybe something retrieve like Celia. Nah!

I was thinking how I could thank Maria for letting me stay here, so I went downstairs and decided to help her make dinner.

"Do you need any help with dinner?" I asked politely. "And before you say 'No it's fine, sit down and relax', this is my way of saying thank you and I appreciate you letting me stay in your home."

"Well, thank you Joshua." she smiled and pointed to the onions. "You can help me chop up the onions."

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Me and Maria finished cooking and we served ourselves.

Maria and I sat at the couch and turned on the TV but it felt weird cause I'm always used to sitting in the dining table with my mum dad and brother.

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