JOJO:
When the security guard called me from my room, the last person I would have thought I would meet on the ground floor of my new workplace was Aunt Elowen. I should have picked up Mel's calls earlier, this was certainly what she had been trying to tell, or warn me about. If only I had picked up, it would have been easy to avoid all of this.
Ashley had accompanied me downstairs when she saw the disgruntled look on the face of the security guard that stood in front of our door. Now, I wished she had not. I wished she did not have to see or hear my aunt smear my image with mud and dabble my name in a paint bucket filled with black polish. Now, I just wished that the ground would open and swallow me. I never wanted to be seen by any of these people again.
"No." That was the first wor
