Chapter 3: Visitor

Visitor

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"What are talking about? Of course not."

"Ehhh, then tell me!"

"Mrs. principal herself told me that it's a secret. Gets?" He whispered the 'ahh' 'I-get-it-now' sound while nodding his head. 

"Ughhh."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"It's so unfair. I have already received mine but you haven't yet. How's that possible?"

"Duhh. They just couldn't find the right one for me." He flips his imaginary hair. Josh already turned 21 months ago but he still hasn't received any. He stopped going to school when he was in kinder so he's older than me. He doesn't want to tell me what really happened. He's a secretive person. All he said was that he has family problems at that time and that's it.

But you know what? I'm really curious about Josh. He's gay. Will he ever receive one from the government? What if he won't because he's gay? What would he do? What would the government do? But what if...Josh isn't really gay?

Omg. It's possible, right? I mean, he's hiding it for so many years, but, for what reason? I should try asking him about it just to be sure.

"Josh. Are you really g—"

ATTENTION. STUDENTS OF GATES ACADEMY, CLASSES WILL BE SUSPENDED. YOU MAY NOW GO HOME.

ATTENTION. STUDENTS OF GATES ACADEMY, CLASSES WILL BE SUSPENDED. YOU MAY NOW GO HOME.

Some students were happy and some complained after hearing the announcement. The meeting would take longer than I expected. I guess there's a problem or the like. Something like this also happened last time.

Students stood up from their seats as they pack their things, ready to leave. Josh did the same and faced me, "Did you say something, gurl?"

Should I? Hmm, it seems to me that he isn't in the mood to talk. Maybe he'll get mad at me so I'll just ask him some other time.

"Nothing. I'm just nervous for tomorrow." I stood up and began to walk. He silently followed behind me. We went to our lockers and got our bags which we placed there a while ago. 

"You can do it, gurl. Just call me anytime if you need me. I'll always be here for you." 

"Thanks, Josh."

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I'm now in my room, laying down as I stare at the ceiling. A lot of things happened today and I'm sleepy. 

"I wonder what will happen to me tomorrow. Will I be fine?" A while ago, while nana and I ate our lunch, she told me that she received a call from our principal and that she's really happy for me. She was even more excited than I was for tomorrow. I even asked her for the name of the man that I'll be meeting tomorrow but she refused to answer. 

Mixed emotions rushed through me as I try to picture out some things that would probably happen tomorrow. 

I was about to close my eyes when Nana knocked on my door. "Kira?"

"What is it, Nana?"

"Wear something presentable and come down after. Someone wants to see you." Who could that be?

I stood up from my bed and changed my clothes. I wore my favorite blue batwing top that matches my fair skin with skinny jeans and flat sandals. I tied my medium-length cinnamon brown hair into a messy bun. I put a little lip gloss on my lips and looked at myself in the mirror.

To be honest, I care less of the people who think that I have no fashion sense. As long as I'm comfortable with what I'm wearing, I'm good with it. Hell, why do they even care? It's my kind of fashion and I love it.

"Perfect." I was satisfied with my look so I left the room. I heard the faint laughter of two people coming from the living room. My heart was beating fast as I walk down the stairs. 

Is this Déjà vu? If that's the case, the person in the living room right now is the man from my nightmares? 

I took larger steps and every step I take made me breathless until I reached our living room. And there I saw the person who wants to see me. 

A woman? But not just any woman. I could clearly see that she's hella gorgeous even when we're 10 feet apart. I guess she's still around her mid-twenties. They both noticed that I was staring at them for a while now so they looked at me. My nana smiled while the woman with beautiful ocean blue eyes looked at me with excitement.

Her light golden-brown curls bounced on her shoulders as she stood up from her seat. She's wearing a peach-colored wrap around dress that shows off her small waist and robust bosoms. She pairs it with wedged sandals and finishes off her look with her simple orange-colored lipstick.

She's like a model.

She came to me and hugged me. Wow, she's tall. "Gosh, you're so pretty!" She said as she scanned my whole body with big smiles.

"A healthy and a fit pear-shaped body, cute height, hazel eyes, thin heart-shaped lips. You're perfect!" She hugged me again, squeezing me in her arms.

What does she mean? Is she my partner? Seriously? I looked at nana and she just laughed. 

This is a very big problem but if that's the case...

I looked at the woman who was still hugging me and realized that there's another problem.

Despite her model-like figure, she acts like a child playing with her toy. Do I really look like a cute little teddy bear to her? 

Thankfully, she decided to let go of me so I stepped back a little far from her. "Uhm?" I stood there in confusion, hoping that she'll introduce herself before she does weird things to me. She seems to understand me so she stood straight and gave me an apologetic smile.

 "I apologize for my childish behavior. I am July V. Lovino. It's lovely to meet you, Kira Castelle." 

"Are you my partner?" They laughed so hard their mouths could drop as if I told them a very silly joke. But I wasn't joking?

"You're funny, dearie," she cleared her throat and continued, "but to answer your question, I'm not your partner."

"So, who is it?"

"My little brother. Neal Valastro."

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