Chapter 3

• Isabella's POV
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• "Hey Bella, Wake up" A voice called, followed by a tap on my shoulder.
• "Oh shit, it's morning already when would she get off the bed" The voice said again.
• I guess it was Mom but why is she waking me up when i can sleep as much as i want to until it's time to collect some magazines to sell..
• "Mom" I muttered and yawned. Then began to stretch my hands with my eyes still shut .
• "Good morning mom" I said rubbing my eyes.
• "Mom? ”
• "Who's your mom?"
• Now the voice doesn't even sound like my Mom's..
• It was a Muscular voice! What? Who could that be? and what is he doing in my room.
• The voice wasn't even familiar so I didn't bother opening my eyes. I locked it.
• “Isabella! ”The muscular voice called again.
• I finally opened one eye first before i opened the second.
• I almost screamed but he covered my mouth with his palm when he notice that i almost wanted to scream.
• It was then I remembered where i was.
• “I'm so sorry” I said removing his palm away from my mouth.
• He chuckled; ”I understand. Just go and prepare breakfast” He ordered and then left my room without saying anymore words.
• My room?
• Yes, My room.
• The Housemaid's room.
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• I managed to knock on his door even with a tray in my hand.
• “Come on in” He responded.
• I opened the door and entered.
• Wow..
• The room was of course what I was expecting after how the living room and exterior part of the house.
• His room was bigger than mine and it was painted in purple colour.
• The colour of the curtains was Purple, his wardrobe was furnished with purple even the bed spread was colour purple. then I concluded that his favorite colour is probably purple. That's fantastic because I love purple too.
• I smiled.
• "Are you just going to stand there?" Peter said.
• Just then, i realized that i was still standing in front of the door ever since I came in.
• “Ohh..” I rushed in.
• “There” He pointed at a small stool. I dropped the tray on it.
• “What did you prepare?” He asked.
• “ I fried egg with chicken and chips” I replied.
• “Is it Delicious?”
• “sure, it is” I replied smiling.
• “Alright” He suspended what he was doing on his Laptop then drew the stool closer.
• “Good morning” I said because i just remembered to.
• “Morning to you too” He replied although i thought he wouldn't. He looks like he has a bad boy vibes not he is actually not.
• He doesn't even act bossy, he is so nice and easy-going.
• “I'm so sorry for what happened earlier this morning .I had totally forgotten that i wasn't at home”I apologized because I thought I ought to, I don't want him to have a negative impression about me just like his mom.
• “I already told you that i understood. You probably miss your mom and it's fine” He said then took his drink.
• “And i'm sorry for preparing breakfast quite late, henceforth, i'll adjust” I said.
• ” Apology Accepted ” He said and stopped eating.
• “Errm, what about your mom? I can't find her anywhere” I asked.
• “Mom travelled. Work call”
• “Ohh yeah, I've forgotten that she told me about it "I said smiling like a fool.
• "You are late for school you know..." I told him when he continued to eat sluggishly.
• "It's Saturday" He said
• "Oh yeah, yeah, I...uhm.. I 'm forgetting things easy nowadays"
• “Okay so, can you leave now? ” He asked kinda feeling uncomfortable.
• I guessed i was being loquacious or rather i'm just too inquisitive .
• “Sure” I manage to smile then i hurried to the door.
• "Be back in ten minutes to take the plates to toe kitchen and..."
• "Okay"
• He looked at me, sorry I thought he was done talking.. I interrupted him.
• "And we would begin the registration processes, it's Online, meaning we don't have to go to school to get you transferred and registered. The registration is online, so as the payment of the fees "
• "Ohh" I smiled.
• "You can leave now" He repeated.
• I nodded and walked out of his room.
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• I forgot told me to return in the next 10 minutes because I was busy tidying the house. When I was done with that, I walked round one time, admiring everywhere. Wishing it was my room and at the same time trying to get used to the house.
• Peter screamed my name .. that was when I I remember what we have to do.
• As usual, I apologized to him and took the plates away then I returned in a Jiffy.
• "What's the name of your former school?" Peter asked me as he drew his laptop closer.
• "Julliard" I told him.
• "Oh you stay far away from here then" He said.
• "Yeah" I did next and watched him type Julliard on his laptop.
• "You can sit" He offered as he adjusted for me to sit him on the bed... Which I.
• "My mom doesn't want you to attend the same school with me"
• "Oh, it's fine" I said, because I do really care about what school I'm attending, talk more of being in the same high school with him, I just want to further my education and get out of High school once and for all.
• "It's not. At least, we are now living under the same roof, it's better you get transferred to my school, so we can get home the same time. You are my housemaid, I won't like it if you return late from school then I would have to wait for you to cook for me, No no"
• "Oh"
• "I can't cook and do some other house stuff by myself. That's why I asked my mom to employ a maid for me" He added and I just asked.
• "Whites High School" I pronounced as he type the same thing on his laptop.
• "Is that the school you attend?" I him.
• "Yeah"
• "But your mom..."
• "Forget about her , I'm already transferring you to my school" He said.
• "Grade?" He asked me.
• "Grade Twelve" I told him.
• "What?" He blurted
• "How old are you?"
• "I'm eighteen" I answered him truthfully.. wondering why he was shocked.
• "Uhn?" He looked at me
• "You're sure you're not fifteen or sixteen?" He said.
• What? People usually say I look more than my age but he's saying something different.
• "I'm eighteen, infact, I ought to be done with high school. What wrong about it?"
• "Oh nothing, it's just that you don't look like you're my classmate nor my age mate" He said.
• "Wow, you are in grade twelve too?"
• "Yeah but we aren't age mate, I would turn Nineteen in few months time" He scoffed.
• "Me too"
• "What?"
• "Well, next year I would turn Nineteen too" I smiled.
• "Better, I would be older than you before the year runs out" He smirked and I giggled.
• He continued asking questions which I answered truthfully and then he told me that's all for the registration process. I saw the amount of school fees he paid, it's huge.
• He should have just picked another school with lesser amount of school fees, I don' t wanna be a burden to his family.
• "I ordered for the school uniform and shoes, they would bring it down here soon. I probably won't be around by then, so you would receive it" He said.
• "Alright"
• " Where are you going?" I didn't want to ask but it slipped my tongue.
• "I usually go for exercise every Saturdays with my friends or we go to the Gym at times, I'm a lover of sport, most especially when it comes to Racing" He told me as he closed his system and got off his bed..He pulled off his shirt about to change his clothes.
• "Uh... Errm.. I'm leaving" I stammered when I sighted his faint but sexy abs. I rushed to the door.
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• Peter's POV
• I left my house and trekked down to the third junction, I would have simply taken a car but it's part of exercise, more so.. we were still going somewhere far with our foot.
• “Hey Francis” I called and wave simulatenously as soon as I sighted him.
• Francis and Vincent are my friends, I hangout with them most time but every Saturday, we meet for sport.
• “so you finally came today” Francis said having an handshake with me.
• “I never said i wouldn't “I said.
• “But you hesitated” He argued.
• “Anyways, what about Vincent?" I asked when I didn't see him with Francis..
• We need to start racing now before the climate changes to a discouraging one.
• “There” He pointed at a distance away which i traced with just my eyes.
• “Monica also came” He added and I saw her with Vincent.
• ” What's she doing here? “I asked already getting frustrated.
• Just then Vincent and Monica started walking towards us and Monica waved at me.
• “She said she wanted to be with you” He told me.
• “Is she dumb or something? Is she not aware that we are running miles today?" I barked furiously.
• They finally came closer.
• "Peter" Monica said hugging me while i stood still.
• "You aren't supposed to be here you know?" I said disengaging my body away from hers.
• “Why?” She asked gazing at me.
• "Can you even run a mile, talk more of miles? "I asked.
• "And if i fall, you will raise me up. When i'm tired you would carry me on your shoulder. Won't you? "She said smiling.
• 'What d'hell are you spewing out of your mouth Monica?"
• "Wow! But that's really cool. Sounds more like a pick up line" Vincent said then hit me playfully.
• "Monica, you should go home. I' ll come spend some time with you tomorrow”I said, knowing fully well that I won't.
• She's not a kid too, I couldn't even fool her.
• “No”She insisted
• “Go”I shouted kinda harsh this time around "
• Come on peter, she simply wants to be with you, just let her be" Francis said.
• “Peter is it wrong to love you just too much? “Monica muttered as if she was going to cry. I don't really care even if she will.
• I didn't say anything else rather than to stare at her for some moment .
• "Peter" Vincent broke the silence.
• "Let's resume" I said and finally stopped gazing at the uncomfortable figure.
• I'm sure she knows that she makes me so inconvenient.
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