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Maid To Be 13
The figures of Tyler and Logan appeared in the living room, backpacks hung on their shoulders, both engaged in a conversation.Ashley who was proceeding down the stairs, paid no attention to anyone, just typing away on the phone in her hands. She stepped out of the house not quite long after, while Tyler and Logan still remained back in the living room, chattering to each other. Cameron joined them in a short while, Savannah walking by his side. I pretended to be busy with the furnitures, dusting, just as they walked into the living room. "Now I know where those noises I heard last night were coming from" Tyler flashed a grin at his brother, eyes accessing the figure of Savannah. "She slept here? Wait till mom and dad find out." He added with a smirk on his face. All of his words seemed not to have any effect whatsoever on Cameron, as that prude ignored him, turning to Savannah. "Did you guys use protection?" Logan joked, laughing and bumping fists with Tyler. "You both know y
Maid To Be 14
THIRD PERSON POV... The approach of Savannah from the other end of the hallway caused Ashley giving an eye-roll, already catching on to the arrival of trouble. "If it isn't miss I-wanna-belong." Ashley uttered with a fake smile plastered on her lips, eyes examining the figure of the girl stood feet away. "You really think I wanna be seen with your clique?" Followed the response of Savannah, her voice filled with disdain. "You're getting it all wrong Ashley" Savannah began, clicking her tongue. "You know, I could make everything you think you've worked for shatter in just a second...... So if I were you, I would watch my mouth, before I slap the british life out of you" She added. "Too bad you're not me" Ashley responded, taking a step closer to her. "You seem to run your mouth so fast, but you're forgetting something""You're in my house! And I could throw you out faster than you could say bitch!""I'm here for Cameron" Savannah cut in. "So please go get..."It's just a matter
Maid To Be 15
There's nothing much better than waking up to a beautiful Saturday morning, with birds chirping and singing by your window side, right?.Trust me, it felt so good. I turned in bed, hearing the sound of my mom's voice beckon to me. "Nia, breakfast is ready." She called from the kitchen. A beautiful day it was, the aroma of my mom's cooking filling my nostrils, confirming the goodness of dawn. Getting out of bed slowly, a weak yawn escaped my lips, while my hands rubbed at my eyes which were still yearning for more sleep. Stepping out of my room, I proceeded into the little bathroom mom and I shared to run myself a warm bath. Not long after half an hour of me washing and undergoing a round of thoughts while in the bath, I got changed into proper clothes, and then made my way to the kitchen. I found mom over there, busy making toast. She was back to her usual act of getting food ready, just in time for me to have my breakfast, right before leaving. Her gaze took in my figure as
Maid To Be 16
Sunday went by so quick, and then came Monday, resumption of work, resumption of aches and worries.I got to the Williams mansion earlier than usual. The house being eerily silent upon my entrance. Not a single figure could be seen around.Grabbing my apron from the rack where it was hung, I commenced my round of duties. Few of the maids, I spotted roaming around getting one thing done or the other. An hour in, and I still didn't hear the voice of Ms Tara yammering about one thing or the other. If it wasn't the floors not properly scrubbed, it would be the walls bearing stains. Maybe, just maybe she had decided to give it all a rest on this fine Monday. Very unlikely of her.The sound of a car pulling up in the driveway, got me peering out through the window of the living room, wanting to check on whoever it was. Realizing it could be Mrs Williams who had returned home, I hurried up with the dusting, hastening up at once. The door tore open, and next came in a figure. Cameron.
Maid To Be 17
We arrived at my apartment not long after leaving the mansion, the silence we began the journey with, still ensuing amongst us. Just how impossible was he? The question lingered in my heart while I stole a glance at his profile. Grabbing the keys from the back pocket of my pants, I unlocked the door at once, its hinges creaking a little, just as my fingers pushed open the doorway. I noted the absence of mom, which meant she either went grocery shopping, or was out visiting her therapist. After the surgery, the doctor had advised her to pay a visit to the therapist twice a week so as to improve on her health. My mother never for once liked laying her troubles to anyone, certainly not a therapist, but after the surgery, all of that seemed to change.Cameron walked in slowly after me, his eyes surveying the living room."Nice apartment" I heard him say, meanwhile, his eyes peered intently into mine. I could tell he was only mocking me. This house was nothing compared to his. His
Maid To Be 18
I was back to work, doing my usual routine of cleaning, when the triplets stumbled in, taking to the stairs at once. Next proceeded the figures of Logan and Tyler, speaking in muffled voices, yammering to each other. They took no notice of my figure crouched low to the ground, dusting and cleaning. Unlike every other day, I noticed Tyler actually spoke much more than he used to. His head fell back, while he laughed heartily to whatever Logan was saying. A figure walked in right behind--Cameron, eyes focusing on my form, while I averted my gaze at once, resuming my cleaning. I heard him call my name, causing me to turn to him, noticing as he scratched at his forehead, gaze peering on at me. Was he nervous? "Thanks for yesterday" "You did save me" he uttered quietly, averting his gaze from my figure.Grabbing an item from his backpack, he held it in his outstretched hands."I want you to have this""A bid of saying 'Thank you' for helping me out" I stared blankly at him, totally
Maid To Be 19
I was taught that most times we act outside ourselves, doing that, which we ordinarily wouldn't. Sometimes we don't know why we do the things we do, and at this moment, I still couldn't tell the reason for my act. Here I was, stood outside the soccer field of Greenville High. Yes, I finally decided to go for the game. Initially, I had lied to Miss Tara that I was having cramps and I had to go home, which the lady didn't believe. She sensed immediately that something was up, so she refused to let me go. After much pleas from me, giving her random excuses as to why I had to take my leave, she finally agreed to let me go, but there remained certain conditions. The condition was that I was to return to the Williams mansion at exactly 5:00 pm, and also, I had to remain there for the night, just to complete the chores I left behind. Unhappy I was at first with her 'condition', cause I never informed mom that I wouldn't be returning home for the day, but after much thoughts, I gave in
Maid To Be 20
I hurried my feet away from the bleachers, turning to leave. After all, the game was over. Despite the game been finished, and the champions being awarded their medals, I could still hear people cheering on, while they made their way out of the field. White paints splashed all around, as artists made sure the give the field a piece of art, spraying the grass with white colours, and having the words 'Greenville High' sprawled on it.The area in less than a second had turned wild. I moved away from the field, approaching the exit, when I heard call of my name. Turning around at once, I found Cameron, figure stood feet away, eyes peering on at me, with that smile still on his face. Fiddling with my fingers nervously, the corners of my lips tugged upwards, returning his smile. "Congratulations" My voice remained low, eyes locked in his. "You came" I heard him mutter to me, while I nodded, smiling on at him. "Thanks for coming" He uttered in a calm voice, his gaze never leaving mi
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