Chapter 5

Janice

I left the house once again with Kate and Tim. Tim told us to be very polite to the place that we're going to. We took the subway five stations away from the station we got on. When we arrived at a baby blue house. Tim pressed the doorbell. A women answered the door. Another girl came out. She looked young with blonde hair and green shimmering eyes.

"Hey Timmy!" the girl said in a sweet high pitched voice.

I can tell that she is a real faker already. She is like the second version Jenneta. That ratchet bitch. When we got in the house, it was really dim. Candle's lit. Looks like those Italian restaurant which is fancy as fuck. When the faker came to greet us, Kate refused to shake her hand because she is just like a turtle. She can't get out of her comfort zone.

"Hi, I'm Joey! Nice to meet you!" she sounded excited meeting us while shaking my hand.

She went to my brother and gave him a tender kiss on the lips. Ugh, disgusts me. I heard that they met on this website called Omegle. I can't believe it. It's just like talking to a random dude on the street and falling in love with him instantly. We sat down at the dining table. I plugged in my headset and sat with this dude next to me. I took a closer look and couldn't believe who it was. It was the shy boy who saved my life a few weeks ago. I think his name is like Playton or something like that. I kept on looking at him while they brought the dishes out.

"Genie, why are we here?" sissy asked me

"We're just going to have dinner here and after that can go back home."

Plates of mac and cheese were served to the boy, me and Kate and the older ones had steak. The boy didn't hesitate and started devouring his mac and cheese. I made this unfair look which caught their mother's attention. She tried to glare nicely at me but it just made me feel like she is intimidating me. So I chose to eat it and not standing up to have a piece of steak.

After the boy was done with his macaroni, he head to his room.

"Excuse me. May I ask where the toilet is?" I lied

"Sure, its 2 door from the left side of the corridor." their father replied

I quickly caught up with the boy. I asked him for his number and told him that we should talk more. I don't think he recognize me since it was at least a week from when it happened.

"Wait, you sound very familiar. Are you that girl who was at the toilet and almost got punched by Anthony?" he said with a very high pitched voice. When I saw very, I mean super high pitched voice. "I think so, but why do you need my phone number anyway. You can just approach me at school at talk to me or have lunch me. I don't mind."

My cheeks started flush. I don't know what to say. Should I say nice? Great? Or yay? Why is this so hard? I started writing in my new dairy that my mum gave to me last year. Baby blue with a hard cover.

10/03/13

Dear Diary,

Hey it's me Janice again. I'm super bored right now but at least I got that boy's number and can use my brothers phone to call him. I'm can't wait for school. I can have lunch with him, just me and him. I and my brother is now starting to get curious about what my dad does after work. I mean he's been coming home very late. Tim thinks that he is smuggling drugs to other people so that he can earn more in able to help our family survive. Well Kate hasn't been a very bad these few weeks. I'm guessing that Tim had did something to her. I don't know.

I paused for a second and saw a shadow on my dairy. Is it Kate? Tim? That ratchet bitch? That boy? I looked up and saw that girl again. She started asking me really personal questions about Tim and I didn't know any of the answer for all of them. She started bribing me with candy. What the fuck. She kept on coming with the stupid questions about bro and after I told her that I barely know anything about my brother, she started threatening me. Tim came in the living room and joined us on the couch putting his hand over my further shoulder.

"How's Jan. Is she being a bitch?" he asked

"What the fuck Con! You really have to ask your GF?!" I exclaimed

"She was really good." She said it in a very high pitched tone.

What the heck. She is such a faker.

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When we got home, it was 11:49. We quickly got ready for bed and packed our bags. I quickly shut my eyes and try to sleep but the boy was just in my mind. I kept on laughing in bed. I think Tim would think I have a problem tomorrow morning.