Chapter 9: Bad Luck

Bad Luck

KENYA POV

"You people need to hurry. I got some business to take care of and don't have all day, you know?." I yelled from the entry hallway slipping into my black converses. Anna responded with a yell “coming” before the sound of her hurried footsteps thudded across the corridor. She came spilling down the stairs with Lucious pinned on her hip, her unruly hair pulled in a messy bun on top of her head. She handed Luc to me and shimmied out of her slippers into comfortable trainers. I opened the front door and took a step out the door.

"I seriously don't understand why you insist on donuts and ice cream this late," I called out stopping to glare over my shoulder at her.

“Well, because donuts are yummy?” She huffed before straightening up, then grinned at me. I scoffed at her and shook my head before walking out the door. She stayed behind for a moment to lock the door, then hurried to match her strides with me.

“We could simply order them in if you want them that bad. Besides