The beginning

  Waylon Isabella is a sixteen years old smart girl with a skinny welt built curving body. Light in complexion and has long curling blonde hair, which fitted her face with dimples around her cheeks. Her face dazzled like that of an angle with sparkling eyes, with a straight noise and succulent lips. 

 Mr and Mrs Waylon weren't too destitute, neither were they wealthy, but they were living their best life and always happy with everything they have. Isabella just finished her "college"and was planning on attending (saint Mary) the popular school for the rich kids and one of the best school in the country of "America"

 She chose the school because it fit the course she wanted to study

which was "arts"she wanted to become a singer and (Saint Mary) is the best place for her with a lot of tools and great teachers from different cultures. She imagines how her life is gonna be there, because she'll be very happy if her dream is being granted.

 She just hoped and prayed that her father would be able to have that kind of money to admit her into the exorbitant high school. 

Isabella walked into her mother's room and found her preparing for work. 

She and her mother both owned a cafeteria where they sold porridge and coffee. Mrs Leah's husband just opened it for her recently and the business had been going well. 

"What's that you're holding? Mrs Leah questioned her daughter " Isabella" immediately she sighted her holding some boxes. Oh!! "daddy gave this to me! He said I should give one to you. She uttered as her mother collected the box from her hand.

 " Okay, let's see what we got here. Mrs Leah opened hers and founded a ring and a black big pen. "This ring looks quite exorbitant, why would your father waste his money because of this thing, '' her mother rasped in as she brought her own out showing it to her mother. It was a necklace.

"Are you really sure your dad gave this to you?? She does not fully understand why he would waste so much money because of this, which wouldn't do any good!! If they combine hers and her daughter's own together: at least it will reach hundred thousand if it was being sold, and they just need to add two million to join it before it could reach half of Isabella's school fees. So tell me?"

" why would he waste so much money buying this for us when it isn't necessary. She thought glancing at Isabella who was affected by her countenance. "Mom, what is it. Aren't you happy that dad bought this for us. Isabella utterly helding back her smile. "of course I'm happy,... But this is too exorbitant. Where did your dad see the money to buy these things? Her mom complained as she sighed.

 "Come on mom, you shouldn't let that bother you?" My dad had money okay, let's get ready and go to work. She confronted and walked to her room to take her bath and get herself prepared. 

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 Isabella and her mother were Inside their cafeteria, sitting when they heard some people talking about their porridge outside.  

"Babe trust me! you gonna like their food, it's pretty good. "No, you know I don't like eating in such a poor dirty environment. The girl with grey hair spoke as she glanced at the cafeteria disgustingly. 

 "It doesn't matter babe, they cooked the best porridge meal here and I'm sure you're gonna enjoy it. Isabella exhaled as she watched the two rich girls whose wealth was screaming over them. Judging by their sense of dressing, appearance and skin. One could actually tell that they aren't from a poor home, but.... Rich family. The other one on a grey hair seems f**king rich to Isabella as she approaches them.

 "Hi, she chuckles so nervously trying as much as possible to face them. '' So... I did actually mean to eavesdrop in your conversation, but...., I overheard you talking about our cafeteria. 

"I didn't actually mean to hype or blab about our food here, but we do try our best in preparing our porridges and I'm sure you wouldn't regret it. Isabella utterly hopes they will be convinced enough to patronize them.  

"Come on babe, give it a try!! You might get to like it and if possible, we can be coming here often. Her friend assured as they walked inside the small cafeteria. Mrs Leah watches how Isabella was able to convince them and ask her to serve them because judging their character, they seem pretty rich but a spoilt brat. She doesn't want to mingle with such kids.

  Isabella warms the already cooked porridge as she serves it in two different plates and puts it in a tray with; spoon, fork, and knives with water. Drop it down the table and sit behind them as she watches how they're gonna react to it after eating it

 The grey-haired girl with a red gown served the porridge as she put it in her mouth and munched the yam. Before three second, she spit the yam on the ground as her friend who seemed to be enjoying the food stood up. "What is it babe" she asked, wondering what might be wrong with her.

"What's it because the food was too hot or what? "Waiter, waiter, she yelled as Isabella and her mother walked towards them. "What is it? Isabella asks, wondering what might be wrong with her. " Was this the food you said was sweet? She bellowed facing Isabella who was speechless. "You hype and blab about your food so I could buy them huh,

 '' she uttered, using her handkerchief to clean her dress. "Just look at what you've done to my shirt. "Do you know how much I bought those dresses you just rain with your stupid porridge?? "I bought them two million which can open your cafeteria a hundred times. All this while, Isabella and her mother were speechless,as they didn't know what to say. They just have to wait until she's done talking and know if they're gonna apologize to her or not.

   "Your food isn't sweet and there was not enough spices. Or is that how destitute poor people are, that they couldn't afford to buy enough ingredients. She uttered. "What did you just say? Isabella asks, already hurt and indignanted by her words. "That's the truth anyway, obviously it's. She muttered. " "know you what?? You're just some spoilt brat. What do you actually know about food anyway. Isabella utterly folded her hand as she smirked at him.

 "how dared you. She bellowed about to slap her when her mother, who had been watching the whole dramatic scene,held her hand and gave her a resounding slap of her life. 

 Being rich doesn't mean you have to insult the poor. Get out of my cafeteria. Her mother rasped in as she exhaled. "You won't get away with this, you'll regret ever laying your hands on me. She muttered and walked out, while her friend dropped some bundles of money before sailing out as well. 

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 Was I too harsh on them? Mrs Leah asked her daughter who was already feeling bad. "no mom, not actually. She deserves it. She uttered counting the money which they've dropped.

  " Drop that money Honey, I'm gonna go and give it to them. "No, why mommy? they bought something from us and I wouldn't like returning it to them. It's our money

 "No my daughter. The money is too much for the porridge we serve them. We gotta retreat some of the money. Her mother uttered as she sighed. Okay, no problem if you say so. She uttered. Just then, some police walked inside their cafeteria. "Is this Mrs Waylon. 

The police man asked as she nodded. Yeah, what is it? She was curious and anxious to know why police men suddenly showed up in her cafeteria or could it be because they wanted to eat some porridge. She thought. 

"I'm sorry to say this, but your husband, Mr Waylon has been found dead under a bridge. ",What?? Her eyes dimmed as she glared at her daughter who was also shocked. "Dead" they retreated.glancing at each