Chapter Two

“Why are we best friends again?” I asked mockingly. 

"You know you love me so. Anyways let's get this mopping over with. I'm starving.” We quickly finished cleaning and headed to the kitchen for our breakfast. 

It was 10:30 and Bro Yaw and I  were ready to leave for the airport. 

“Cindy please make sure you help with the luggage when you get there." Mum cautioned for the hundredth time. 

“Yes mum.” I answered and hopped into the car. The gateman opened the gates and we drove off. 

Since we lived in an estate not far from the airport, we got there with about thirty minutes to spare. We headed to the arrival area to wait for them. 

I had lost my phone a while back so I had nothing to entertain myself, thus I watched as people arrived and left. Bro Yaw spotted Mr. Smith and his wife not long after. They were not alone, however… with them were two people who I assumed to be the kids. They were no kids though… more like adults. At least that's what they looked like to me. I quickly stood up and rushed towards them to help with their luggage. 

Mr. Smith saw me first and smiled at me. "Cindy, how are you doing?" He asked. 

“Fine sir.” I replied, taking the  trolley from his hand. Bro Yaw took the other one from the younger man who looked like a younger version of Mr. Smith. 

From what I remember, Mr. Smith had always been the nicer one. His wife rarely smiled and never regarded us maids so I wasn't really surprised when she just walked ahead with a girl my age at her side. 

Bro Yaw drove off after we had all settled down in the mini van. 

We arrived home and all the staff were at the entrance ready to welcome the Smiths. 

Janet gave me a knowing smirk when we all alighted and I shook my head at her childishness, heading towards the booth to get the luggage out of the car. 

"Hey." A deep voice said behind me causing me to jump up in shock. It was Mr. Smith's son.  "I'm Brian, and you are?" 

“Cindy.” I replied timidly with my head bowed. It surprised me that he was now acknowledging me, I mean we were literally in the same car a few minutes ago. I quickly dragged the bag to the house in hopes of escaping the conversation but the bag was too heavy so I had a little difficulty taking it up the stairs. 

I met Brian's sister at the top of the stairs and smiled at her but she frowned and said. “You better watch it. That bag is fucking expensive." 

She brushed past me rudely, causing me to sigh. She was definitely like her mum.  

“Sorry about my sister. Lisa can be annoying at times" Brian said behind me, interrupting my thoughts and catching me by surprise all over again. 

"Let me help you with that." He said, reaching out for the bag, but I stopped him. 

“No sir I'm okay.” 

"Don't be stubborn and stop calling me sir, I told you my name. It's obvious you can’t carry the bag." He said as he grabbed the bag from me. 

I watched him as he easily took the bag up the stairs to his sister's room still standing there in shock." 

“Look who's already in love." Janet whispered in my ears causing me to jump again in fright. Why was everyone just creeping up on me?  

I turned to her, slightly irritated. “Stop it Janet. I'm not in love, he is like our boss do you know that? 

"Whatever gal.” She said with a roll of her eyes. “Your mum asked me to call you, she wants us to set the table for the Smiths." I nodded and we both walked to the kitchen to get the table ready........

It's been two days since the Smiths arrived and Brian has being doing everything in his power to talk to me, but I have been avoiding him like the plague. 

I was in the laundry room this morning when he walked in holding a pair of trousers "Ermm I'm sorry I didn't know you were in here… I just uh- wanted to bring this, you forgot to take it, I think". He said. 

“Sorry sir I didn't see it then.” I replied timidly. 

He came close. "Can you stop calling me sir already, I feel so old. Just Brian is okay." He said with a smile. We stood there awkwardly for a full minute without saying anything to each other, I could feel his eyes on me even as I stared at floor like my life depended on it, wishing it would just swallow me up. I don’t know but there was just something about him that got me all flustered up when he was around. 

"I think I will get to work then." I said hoping he would just leave. 

He nodded and got out just like that, without another word. I mean… that's what I wanted but I was a little sad as I stared at his back. I quickly returned to the task at hand… 

Janet and I were setting the table for lunch. 

"So I saw a certain someone in the laundry room with you." Janet teased with a gleam in her eyes. "What were you guys up to? I hope I'm not going to be an aunt soon." 

I looked at her, my eyes wide. "What do you mean by that?" 

Janet laughed as she saw my reaction. "Calm down, I was just joking." She replied. 

“Please stop with the jokes, it's  honestly not funny anymore.” I said in anger. “You and I know that nothing is going to happen between Brian and me." 

By now Janet was laughing her ass off. “See who is on first name bases with the boss." 

I rolled my eyes. This was what annoyed me about Janet, she was unrelenting when it came to teasing, and though it was fun to watch when she was teasing someone else, it wasn’t  when I was the target. “He asked me to call him Brian.” I started, trailing off as u saw Mrs. Smith and her daughter descending the stairs. They both sat down at the table, not sparing Janet or I a glance. 

We left quickly to the kitchen as we had forgotten to bring the jar of orange juice, they usually drank every morning. Upon reaching the kitchen, I offered to send the jar instead and quickly walked back to the dining table, but unfortunately, I didn't make it to my destination.