Chapter 1: Chapter 1

CONFUSED BOYFRIEND

^Frank's POV^

I smiled as I watched my girlfriend walking towards me while I was having my lunch at the school canteen.

Meet my girlfriend, Angela.

Long dark hair, brown eyes, pointed nose, best stature, those dimples and her charming smile. In short, she is very beautiful and I'm totally in love with her.

She finally got to where I sat and said to me:

"Hi Handsome"

"Hi darling" I replied and offered her a seat opposite me.

"What's that invitation card almost every students is with? " She asked me and instead of answering the question, I asked a question too..

"...And where have you been? "

"The library of course, have you been looking for me? "

"Yeah, to have lunch with you and also to give to you my special invitation card" I said searching for it in my bag ~ which was on the table.

"What invitation card? " She asked, surprised and confused.

I brought out an invitation card from my bag and handed it over to her.

"It.. It's different from the ones I saw with the other students" Angela said receiving the card from me and she was surprised.

"Do you expect it to be the same? You are different from them remember? You are my girlfriend. Here it is, my special invitation card for you" I said and noticed she blushed.

"Your birthday card? " She asked while staring at the card.

"Yes baby" I replied.

"It's next month and you already published out invitation cards"

"Delay is dangerous remember?" I said and she gave a short laugh.

Well, I can do everything I want as far as there's money.

"That day will be a great day because I already invited the whole school including all the junior students"

"All? " She exclaimed: "Then the principal must have heard about it, do you think she'll be in support of it? "

"Why not? I'm the School's senior prefect afterall" I boasted and she smiled.

Aw, that charming smile.

She's the only one with the best smile ever, it's one of those things that made me fall for her completely.

"Frankie" We heard someone called my name and we looked up to see who it was.

It was Tyler and he is with George. They are my friends actually.

I scorned as I watched them come closer.. They're always disrupting my sweet moments with my girlfriend.

"We know you both will be together" Tyler whined when they got close to us.

"As usual, the relationship between them is more than that of hive of ants and sugar" George added and both of them laughed.

"You both can be jealous all you want because nothing can change it, it would always be my girlfriend and I" I spelled and held her hand, intertwined it with mine.

Obviously, she was awkwardly shy. Does she really have to be shy? It's three years already, she should have gotten used to it.

"I'll leave now" Angela announced: "I'll be in the library dear" She told me as she stood up to leave.

I almost forgot to tell you, my girlfriend is a librarian and she is a novel addict.

"Sure dear" I responded then I let go of her hand and I watched her as she walked away.

"So, why are you guys here? " I asked them, George and Tyler.

"The principal wants to see you" Tyler answered.

I gasped, "Could it be that she already saw the invitation cards I shared? "

"No, there's a new girl" George said.

"What new girl? " I questioned.

"A transferred student and guess what, she is bewitchfully beautiful" George said and I smirked.

"I overheard, she is the same class with us" Tyler said.

"A new student almost at the end of the session" I smirked.

"Whatever! Just go" They said.

"So what am I supposed to do? Why exactly is she calling me? " I asked as I stood up.

"To go get the girl Of course" George said and I made an effort to almost punch him on his face.

"Chill dude" Tyler stopped me ~ confronting me. I wasn't gonna punch him though. It was like a threaten..

"Being the school senior prefect, the principal wants you to show her around the school" He said.

"...And get me the girl" George added, laughing.

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I left those two crazy friends of mine and I headed to the principal's office, sighed first before knocking on it.

"Frank Collins, come in" She said from inside and I turned the knob and walked in.

"Good afternoon ma'am" I greeted perfunctorily and behold! There was a marmaid with no tail sitted opposite her.

"AAhhhhhi... Hi" I tried to say Hi to the girl but it came out in a stammer.

I know I don't stammer neither do I have a shakened voice but right now, my voice is sha.....king and brea..king.

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Flora

FLORA

She knocked on the door and waited for a response but unfortunately,there was none.

She knocked again and then leaned on the door... .DOOR? Opps! Oh no!..

"Ouch.."She exclaimed while she fell down...

The door was opened already and Mrs Benson was just right in front of her.

"I'm...Flora Daves"she quickily introduced herself somehow in a scared stammer.

Mrs Benson stared at her for a while;

"Come in" She finally beckoned her in and then slammed the door.

The sitting room looked like an hall.Should i call it a small hall?

It was painted in blue and pink stripes.The painter must have done a great job or perhaps he's a professional painter.

There were five blue arm-chairs,a circular but made of glass-centre table,three small pink stools and some other furnitures having same or almost the same colour as the wall.

Also,there was an edited family picture that was glued to the wall.

There was also a television and below are the Cd players,the video Players,Game players and two Potable speakers.

Flora engrossingly stared at nearly all that were present in the living room not until she mistakely fell/hit an arm chair.

"Sit"Mrs Benson ordered.

She quickily sat on the chair she fell on.

"You're here to work as an housemaid right?"She asked.

"Yes ma'am"Flora replied trying to avoid eye-contact with the woman.

"How old are you?" Mrs Benson asked.

"I'm 19years ma'am"

"19?"

"Yes ma'am"

"Will you be able to work here as an housemaid?"She asked

"Err..ma'am, i'll just try my best"Flora replied scratching her head as if it was itching.

"You wanna try your best?I thought you were a professional"Mrs Benson said.

Flora was dumbfounded.

How dare she?

How could she expect her to be a professional in a job that is more or less a slave?

It shouldn't even be called a Job.It's an over-statement.

"I'll do my best ma'am"Flora quickly said before she might be rebuked.

She just wanted to earn some amount to take good care of herself and her mom. She wanted to complete her education most especially 'cos she was done with secondary school already.

"I'm expecting you to do your best and not to try your best"Mrs Benson said.

"Alright ma'am"Flora said wondering what the difference between doing my best and trying my best is.

"Good.You're employed"She finally said.

Flora sighed.Atlas!

"Thank you so much ma'am

"Now listen,I do travel most sundays and then return on the next saturday."Mrs Benson told her.

"Really?" Flora exclaimed.

"Why that exclaimation?" She quaried.

"Errm,I'm sorry,i was just surprised" She quickly apologized.

"You had better cut off that Amusement or I cut it off better for you.Besides,what amusing?" she questioned.

"I am sorry ma'am" flora apologised again.

"You'd better be"

Jeeeez!!

she's so mean,so harsh,so strict.. she's not even caring. I wonder if she'll like me.

"So,like I said,I would not be around for a week and when I return,I will give you your pay. Let's talk about that now.How much do want to receive weekly?"

"200bucks" Flora said.

"200bucks?...That's too much.I'm paying you 50bucks"

"But ma'am, 50bucks is... "She wanted to complain.

"I'm paying you 50bucks weekly"Mrs benson added.

She got calm.

Yes, weekly,i thought it was a monthly pay. She sighed. After all,50bucks weekly pay makes 200bucks monthly pay. It okay.

"If 50bucks is too small, then i'm withdrawing the Job from you"She said burrowing into her eyes in as much as Flora is avoiding hers.

"No ma'am. It OK"

"Better. Let's move on..,My hubby has travelled but he'll return next two month. I live alone...."

Flora interrupted;

"Alone?.. but who is he? "She asked pointing at the young guy in the family picture.

They were actually three in the picture.The other should be her husband but who is this young one yet she said she lives alone..Flora wondered.

"Flora!"Mrs Benson screamed angrily.

Why could she interrupt her?

She's so disrespectful and way too forward!

"Ma'am"

Flora's POV.

"Flora!!! "

"Ma'am" i replied.

"Why are you too eager to know everything and i don't like it" Mrs benson said with some sort of angry look.

"Ma'am,I'm so sorry" I apologized instantly.

"He!"she resumed referring to the third person in the picture.

"He's my son, his name is Peter"

Just immediately,Peter came in with a Laptop bag hung on his shoulder.

"Hi mom" Peter said as he hugged his mom while she kissed him on the cheek.

"Talk of the devil! How are you baby?" She asked.

"I'm good mom"He then glared at me;"Who is she? " He asked.

"Flora aren't you suppose to collect the bag from him? " Mrs Benson said.

I just wanted to but he withdrew.

"It's Okay"Peter said; "Is she the maid? "He asked his mom.

"Yes dear"She replied.

"I'm Peter"He introduced himself by letting out his hand for an handshake.

"And I'm Flora, Flora daves"I replied back receiving his handshake.

"Peter Benson"He added.

Mrs Benson cut in; "C'mon dear, go and have a shower, I'm sure you're very tired,go ahead and rest"

"Alright mom, I'll do that right away"He obeyed without hesitating.

I stared as he rushed up the stairs.

He's cute

Wait,

What's he up to?

Is he still a student?

Is he working?

No,i don't think so.He's still young. But how old is he? I kept on asking myself some rhetorical questions.I didn't even know when Mrs Benson received a phone call and then left.

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