Today my mom was leaving for Guinea and she was Quaking.
She's been giving me hell because of it.
Today I could finally be independent and studious and have the house to mysel-
"ZAINAB"
hold that thought.
I hastily went down the stairs to see what she wanted now.
I made my way to the kitchen where I heard her voice to hear a familiar voice communicating with hers.
Fanta
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My older bitchy sister.
I stood behind them with a scowl on my face with my fist tightened by my sides.
Don't get me wrong I love when Ms failedmodel turned Beauty blogger come to visit but... she never does.
We get pictures though.
"Zainab, I was thinking about leaving you alone but I couldn't because you're just a kid... so Fanta is going to look after you "
I looked at the woman like she grew 6 heads.
A KID ?!! Is she seriously kidding me?
She then gave me a look that countered mine which told me to straighten up so I did.
" Oh .... hi" I said awkwardly
And so it started with the devil smirk to her madness.
Authors note I AM SOOO SORRY I KNOW YALL ARE LIKING THE STORY AND IM NOT UPDATING LIKE IM SUPPOSED TO BUT IM SO BUSY ! THIS WAS SHORT BUT I MAKE UP FOR IT !
