Inlove with the maid's son

CHANGE DOESN'T BITE

It takes a twenty minutes’ walk from my house to the bus stop and its almost eight when I left the house.

I personally requested to be going the bus stop on my own to avoid being known by the other member that takes the school bus what family I comes from.

Apart from me, student is being picked up and drop off at their homes.The school management has left me a thousand complaint to be picked up at home on how it is safer, but I insist on walking to the bus stop.

I wouldn’t mind attending a less expensive school, except my mom insisted I go to this school because she believes that the quality of a school depends on how expensive it is.

Getting a scholarship into this school isn’t that easy but by the arrogant kids, once one is considered a scholarship student, he or she is considered less privilege.

Nevertheless, being considered a scholarship student is a good cover as everyone pays little attention to people like us.

I have worked hard to keep my background hidden and won’t let a small mistake spoil everything.

I can’t bear to see people hang around me like my brother’s friends just for the fame.

Mom really did her best hiding the fact from other members of the school administrators expect for the principal of course, but she really doesn’t pay more attention to me and treat me like others.

Apart from the hidden identity, I still get some attention in school for being almost pretty or should I say beautiful.

But I didn’t really pay any attention to anyone cause the beginning of friendship is trust and that is one thing I should never get involve with if I truly don’t want my background to be expose.

The school bus was already waiting when I got there. Being the first to be picked up, am quite close to the driver because we usually get to discuss a little before getting to the next passenger house.

Not that I enjoy the conversation thou, I just can’t ignore an elderly person.

“Good morning, sir.

“Morning jeff, hope you had a great night”.

“Very good, If I must say.

“That nice, get in let’s move, it’s a little late already.

“Okay sir.

Every morning, I get to enjoy the quite view of my community, only a few people would be seen as it’s too early.

The next guy to me picked up, Zack, I only got to know his name because we once did a project together and since then he has been trying to get close to me.

Every morning, he would smile at me with his glass stuck to his face, holding tight his bag to his shoulder as he sat next sit to me.

I stopped wondering for a long time why he never got tired of his same gesture to me every morning when all I could offer him is my emotionless stares.

I have never talked or had the intention of taking to him in the future.

His permanent seat beside me on the bus makes people think we are either brothers or friends.

Brother? mine is still on the bed snoring.

And a friend? Is a non-existing noun for me.

I like how quiet and lonely my life is expecting in my family where I struggle to live the way I want because of their excessiveness.

I didn’t think I will ever give in to him, but I must commend his effort not that I care.

Thou both of us are quite people, our personality are quite different cause, I choose not to make friend and keep to me self and as for him, he’s timid thou nice and I don’t think he has many friends.

As the bus pulled in front of their house, the family once again perform a little drama which they always do every morning.

The mom asking if he has everything he need for the day, going in and out of the house and his baby sister crying to go with him.

That was the only entertainment I get see every morning. Quite amusing being treated like a baby. Back at home I get to do things by myself.

Beside my parent are never home to treat us like that anyways but that does not mean they don’t look after us.

We only get to spend time together once in a blue moon.

Getting into the bus, as usually he smiled at me, but the time around he also talked to me which was the first time since we end the group thing.

“Happy birthday jeff.

Wait!! not just talking, but also wished me a happy birthday. come to think of it, how the hack did he know today is my birthday.

To be sincere, I was taken aback but not because I was touched by the wish but, am just processing what’s going on.

“Did you do a background check on me”, I asked with a confuse face obviously.

He started laughing which I don’t even get why or did I look funny to him.

“Am your classmate, not some detective okay.

“So how did you get to know it’s my birthday today or are you now stalking me too.

Stalking? I know that doesn’t make sense but the only word that came to by mind and I felt like using it.

How could he possibly stalk me when I see him get pick up every morning and drop off after school.

I was still wondering when he touched my shoulder, placing his two hand and turning me to face him.

“Ever since we study together, I kind of have a crush on you, you might have notice I have been making advances on you, but I don’t think I can keep hiding it, so.

“And for knowing your birth date, I happen to saw it in the teachers’ work room”.

Wow, what’s going on today, first was a handsome guy that appeared out of nowhere back home, and now it’s a confession scene.

The person I thought was timid has left me speechless like this, I don’t even know how to react that will make it stuck to his head that his mission has already failed.

This adulthood must be some crazy adventure if crazy things is happening to me just few hours into it.

I turned to look at him, ready to drop the bomb shell that might break his. Him smiling at me every minute he looks at me is what annoys me the most.

“Well, I have had what you said, but I think you fall for the wrong guy, I can’t reciprocate to that feeling of yours”.

“Why? Are you seeing someone already or you just don’t like me.

“It requires strength to hate someone, and I can’t waste my time not liking someone like you.

Wait! Am I being too harsh. Forget it, I don’t care.

“You don’t really have to reply now, you can think about it and give me answer some other time, except you are already seeing someone.

Seeing someone, I think I might be.

That instant, that pretty face back home crossed my mind.

If there’s anyone I would try letting into my life for a start, he’s just too perfect for the job.

Am the type of person that don’t easily let people into my life but once I do, I will hold on forever and try by best to win them over.

But liking that person doesn’t mean I can take any nonsense from them, cause any little mistake from them, the trust is gone.

That’s my definition of loving someone, no stress.

“Actually, yes, am already in a relationship.

I don’t know where’s that is coming from, but that’s a new project of mine.

Zack’s mood changed that instant, and just immediately he turned and say, “friends then? Letting out his hand for a shake.

I don’t think I should turn him down for the second time, so I checked his hands. I think I might try being friends with him, I just must be careful about exposing my personal family life.

“Friend.

As for the boyfriend stuff, I will take care of that when I get home from school.

I think there’s no harm for a change, my life has been boring for long and I think it’s time to add some little fun to it.

Happy eighteen birthday to me, I said to myself, as I sit with my new friend.