CHAPTER 8

I set up a make-shift painting set-up for the girls for their day. I use the same time to make some artwork for my mom and her friend. I’ve always been a sucker for paintings. I’m no Da Vinci but I’ve got some stuff. I laugh to myself. The girls made a cute painting though, they said they made it for their brother. I’m tempted to get information about their brother from them but I felt that’d be so low of me.

We just left our painting out to dry for the meantime. An idea popped into Isla’s head and she suggested we go watch a movie. So as to not be a boring babysitter I agreed and we were on our way. I ordered an Uber ride and I’m so grateful his car is so spacious. I try to make simple conversation with Iva, seeing that she is more quite than Isla. I was a little worried that she wasn’t warming up to me and I just want her to loosen up. I managed to get a few sincere smiles when I said some funny things.

I just remembered I had to get some supplies for the birthday party I’m planning and I made a mental note to get those after the movie. We walked straight into the filmhouse and got our tickets for the movie. We decided on the new disney movie, Luca about one sea monster guy. I haven’t ever been a fan of cartoons though. The girls were excited about it so I had to agree with them.

While we waited to screen the movie, I saw quite a lot of students from my school at the mall and I was not so happy about it. The girls in my class especially didn’t like my presence apparently and their useless rumors about me always find it’s way to me. They even went to the extent to talk bad about Dave too. But that didn’t work for them because everyone has always liked him.

I’m not bothered about them though because we’re about to graduate so it would be pointless confronting them about it. I felt a little tap at my knee which prompted me to lean down to Iva’s height. “You forgot to get the popcorn and drinks”, she said. We walk over to where we would get them and by the time we were done, it was finally time to enter the screening room thank God.

The movie lasted for quite sometime and I was already getting bored of the movie, I wanted to walk out to get the supplies. After getting the supplies, we find our way home and luckily my mom was finally back home and she helped with the girls. Their mom came around this time to get them so I didn’t get my chance to see Ken, bummer.

His mom didn’t get to take the wallet though because I was in my room when she came to get the twins. That gives me another chance to see Ken, this makes me so happy in my head and I cant wait till when that time comes. To pass away the time, I decided to check my instagram posts to see how many followers since my last post.

Just so you know, I’m not much of a social media freak I jut have the account so my cousins know im not dead. I currently have 102 followers which is more than I expect for myself really. Seeing that I was stilled bored, I took the novel I got at the mall to keep myself busy. Reading has always made me feel better.

My mother always complained about my reading habits. Not that she doesn’t like me reading its just that when I read I forget about the outside world and place myself in the book that I don’t give a care for what is going on. I’d rather read fiction because it gives me an escape from the cruel world. Since my dad left my mom and I, reading fiction to just take myself away so I wont keep thinking of how things could have been better.

By the time I check the time, its almost time for dinner and I decided to go and help my mom cook dinner. Even though it’s just the both of us she stills finds time to prepare dinner every night. Turns out my efforts were not needed because from the top of the stairs I could already perceive the sweet aroma of pasta.

We talked about her night yesterday and it made me so happy that she’s happy despite the situation present. At least she’s still going out to meet people which otherwise makes me feel sceptical because I don’t want her to meet any man just yet. I don’t know if it’s selfish of me or what not but that’s just how it is.

I helped to wash the dishes and clean up and we ended the night by watching three episodes of Jane the virgin. It has always been my favorite series to watch. And now I’m picturing myself in Jane’s situation pregnant for Rafael, who in reality is Ken.