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a's

curled up, watching TV,

mind about the trip? No

?? I didn

he door, i opened it.... Standing before

eyebrows. "I'm Rudolph, Mrs Emerson's official escort

thout their permission. Besides i can't remember accepting to go stay with Mrs Emerson. But i

tern looking man int

" I stuttered, then cleared my throat as he

and i should go arrange, come in and relax, i'll meet you in the next, f

ter some minutes of struggling to zip my suitcase, i sat down to start a work of art o

h a raised eyebrow, sizing me up with his eyes. Whaaat? It's not like i overdressed.....well maybe i did...i was putting on a white, long sleeve, button-up, collared shirt,

he silence...."um, do i need to go

ou with the suitcase", He replied, collec

ure, we went out of the house and i

hut up! This

n excitement

we go up' playi

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ion at the doorway as a woman, in her late forties, i guess, grabbed me in

ing", she smiled, releasing me from the

hie Emerson, if i wasn't mistaken....she was strikingly beautiful even for an el

son?" I v

with a smile pla

rsion of your mother", she sa

res. I thought...coz i didn't really know her in pe

a will show you to your room, I'm heading out and will be back soon

...just then, a petite lookin

and call ma'am", she said, doing a c

id as i quickly recognized the ma

i almost missed a sparkle in her eyes as she smiled. She was so cute, with those pigtail

that", she said, poi

pstairs, i just watched her, soon she paused and turned to look at me, the

ped into her back and staggered backwards from the impact, one of my stiletto heel bent and i almost landed on my butt, when i felt

sed me and i finally landed on my bu

et this straight.... I was about to fall, he caught me, then let go of me coz his phone rang?! ARE YOU KI

ble for you", he said, staring down at m

him, but then i stared at him again, trying to remem

. Somebody wake me up... Oh no! Does he recognize me? I pray he doesn't...well power of mak

butt and glaring at h

or a runway contest, what's u

jerk", I

er", he smirked and brus

ing reme

ought me back to reality as

ely not your fault

to us....maybe that's the reason why she suddenly stopped, i

muttered and ru

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ced my hands on the railing and looked down, Rosita was talking to a.. girl?! Who was she? Why was she looking like a porc

to go for training. Soon, i heard footsteps, ascending the stairs an

...Rosita stopped in front of one of our guest rooms, which i guess was given to th

up at me sighing, while i stared at the shades she wore, which were hiding h

My b

floor with a thu

he other end....it was Carlos. I disconnected the call

reak?! No

w that she was fuming...with th

is really comfortabl

er face, from confusion, to embarrassment, to sudden realization and then back to anger as she stood up, dusting her butt...my nose

contest, what's up with the heels?" I s

e spat out...venom

oo...looks like

said, smirking as i brushed pa