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When I got there I was shocked. Half of the room was painted red and the other half was baby and navy blue. On the red side there was a full sized katil with a blue and green plaid comforter, blue pillows, and about 7 atau 8 books. Sticking out from underneath the katil were about 20 pairs of clean and dirty Ed Hardy shoes. Also on the red side were posters of Michael Jackson in the Thriller video, Stevie Wonder, and Queen in concert. The rak buku in the middle of the bedroom against the dinding was painted half red, half blue, to match the walls I’m guessing. On the red side of the rak buku there were magazines, comics, and mysterious looking blank books. Now that I’m done describing the red side I can tell anda about the blue. Totally opposite! For starters, the blue rak buku had only books. Hamlet, Romeo and Juliet, Othello, and The Catcher in the Rye. The full sized katil had a fluffy white comforter like the ones at the Hilton. Instead of shoes sticking out from under his bead he had a drawer. Luckily for me it was open, because if it wasn’t I would’ve opened it myself. It had mostly black sweaters, maybe one red and one blue. There were candles lined up on the head of the bed. Instead of Rock posters on his walls, he had a black and white poster of Michael Jackson in the Thriller era, a picture of what are those? Ducks? No, birds. Defiantly birds. And a picture of some golf guy, all framed.
“let me take a wild guess, the red is Prince’s side and the blue is Jaafar’s.” I’m sure of it, even though Jaafar is laying in the katil on the red side. Those Ed Hardy shoes gave it away if nothing else did.
“Lucky guess”, Jaafar berkata walking over to his side of the room and sitting down on his bed. He stared at me for a saat before sighing and pulling out a book from underneath his pillow. What’s up with him?
I sat down on Prince’s bed. Ooh bouncy! I started bouncing up and down. A normal person would look at me crazy, but Prince just joined me in my bounciness.
Prince stopped bouncing and looked at me, “Wanna have a staring contest?”, he asked
“Eh, why not”, I said
“Ok, We’ll start on the count of three. 1, 2, 3!”
We stared at each other for about 30 saat before he gave up.
“Ahhh! My burning eyes!” Prince exclaimed while running out of the room.
I could see Jaafar staring at me out the corner of my eye, again! Is there something on my face? I brushed my hand across my face a couple of times to make sure, but he’s sill staring. It’s starting to make me feel really uncomfortable, so I turn completely away from him. Then I hear someone whisper something in my ear.
“He likes you”
“Ahh!” I quickly jumped off of Prince’s katil onto Jaafar’s.
“What? What happened!” he asked
“Did anda hear that?” I berkata looking around the room.
“Did I hear what?” Jaafar asked
I was still frantically looking around the room until something sparkly caught me eye, Michael’s eye on Jaafar’s poster. There seemed to be a speck of glitter on his pupil, as if winking at me. I immediately felt safe.
“Kayla? Did I hear what?”
I looked at Jaafar and smiled, “Oh nothing, I just thought I heard…a noise.”
“A noise?” he asked
“Yes, a noise”
He looked at me suspiciously then shook his head.
“So, what do anda want to do to-“
Just then Blanket and Paris came in wearing all black armed with walkie-talkies and binoculars.
Paris put her walkie-talkie in her back pocket before saying, “Quick Agent B! To the windows!”
“To the walls, to the walls!” Blanket sang without missing a beat. “I’m not allowed to say the rest”
“Oh for goodness sake”, Paris berkata walking over to the window. She put the binoculars to her eyes and stared downward.
“Paris, what are anda looking at? Are anda spying on Mr. Davidson’s son again!” Jaafar berkata walking over to her.
“I don’t spy on Harley! I just admire him from a distance”, Paris berkata defensively.
“Whatever anda say”, Jaafar berkata rolling his eyes before whispering, “stalker”
I giggled at his comment, he smiled at me, and I melted a little inside.
“That I am not. There’s someone here, come see for yourself”
Jaafar put the binoculars to his eyes and looked where Paris previously was.
“I see them! It’s a lady and a girl.”
I walked over and Jaafar gave me the binoculars to take a look. I felt like a stalker until I realized who these people were.
“Guys, that’s Ms. Morrow and her daughter Devin”, I replied tossing the binoculars to Paris.
“Who?” she asked
“They goes to Kingdom Hall. They always sit in the saat row seterusnya to grandma. anda really don’t know her?” I asked
“Well, you’ve been lebih than we have” Jaafar stated
“True”
There were two beeps followed sejak the security system’s robotic voice, “Front Door”. We all ran to the stairs. sejak the time we got there we saw the door closing after Devin and Ms. Morrow. As we were walking down the stairs I stopped Paris to ask her something.
“You really think so?” I whispered into her ear
“I really think what?” she asked
“What anda told me while Jaafar was staring at me”
She looked at me like I had two heads. “When? I didn’t see anda after I left anda in the hallway” Paris berkata walking down the stairs.
If it wasn’t Paris than it must have been Prince.
“Guess again”
I looked down the tangga, stairwell at Prince, Blanket, Jaafar, and Paris. Okay, so it wasn’t Prince. It must be Jermajesty, he’s the only one not here.
“It’s not Jermajesty”
I laughed, it had to be. Who else. I turned around an saw nobody there. Wow, he sure does run fast. I jumped down the remaining 4 stairs and landed with a thud in between Paris and Jaafar.
“You think she’s coming out?” Prince asked
“Who? Ms. Morrow atau Devin?” I asked
“Devin”, Prince replied
“Why?” I asked than looked at Prince. His face turned red and he looked down. “You think she’s cute?”
“You know what? I’m not gonna even front. I think she’s gorgeous”, Prince berkata looking at the door.
“Wow, it’s nice to know that someone in this house expresses their feelings for someone they like”. I mencuri glance at Jaafar, but he just looked the other way. I really wanted to say something, but I didn’t have to. Thanks to Paris.
She let out a couple of coughs sneaking a “Jaafar” in between every two coughs. He just glared at her.
Then the door opened…
When I got there I was shocked. Half of the room was painted red and the other half was baby and navy blue. On the red side there was a full sized katil with a blue and green plaid comforter, blue pillows, and about 7 atau 8 books. Sticking out from underneath the katil were about 20 pairs of clean and dirty Ed Hardy shoes. Also on the red side were posters of Michael Jackson in the Thriller video, Stevie Wonder, and Queen in concert. The rak buku in the middle of the bedroom against the dinding was painted half red, half blue, to match the walls I’m guessing. On the red side of the rak buku there were magazines, comics, and mysterious looking blank books. Now that I’m done describing the red side I can tell anda about the blue. Totally opposite! For starters, the blue rak buku had only books. Hamlet, Romeo and Juliet, Othello, and The Catcher in the Rye. The full sized katil had a fluffy white comforter like the ones at the Hilton. Instead of shoes sticking out from under his bead he had a drawer. Luckily for me it was open, because if it wasn’t I would’ve opened it myself. It had mostly black sweaters, maybe one red and one blue. There were candles lined up on the head of the bed. Instead of Rock posters on his walls, he had a black and white poster of Michael Jackson in the Thriller era, a picture of what are those? Ducks? No, birds. Defiantly birds. And a picture of some golf guy, all framed.
“let me take a wild guess, the red is Prince’s side and the blue is Jaafar’s.” I’m sure of it, even though Jaafar is laying in the katil on the red side. Those Ed Hardy shoes gave it away if nothing else did.
“Lucky guess”, Jaafar berkata walking over to his side of the room and sitting down on his bed. He stared at me for a saat before sighing and pulling out a book from underneath his pillow. What’s up with him?
I sat down on Prince’s bed. Ooh bouncy! I started bouncing up and down. A normal person would look at me crazy, but Prince just joined me in my bounciness.
Prince stopped bouncing and looked at me, “Wanna have a staring contest?”, he asked
“Eh, why not”, I said
“Ok, We’ll start on the count of three. 1, 2, 3!”
We stared at each other for about 30 saat before he gave up.
“Ahhh! My burning eyes!” Prince exclaimed while running out of the room.
I could see Jaafar staring at me out the corner of my eye, again! Is there something on my face? I brushed my hand across my face a couple of times to make sure, but he’s sill staring. It’s starting to make me feel really uncomfortable, so I turn completely away from him. Then I hear someone whisper something in my ear.
“He likes you”
“Ahh!” I quickly jumped off of Prince’s katil onto Jaafar’s.
“What? What happened!” he asked
“Did anda hear that?” I berkata looking around the room.
“Did I hear what?” Jaafar asked
I was still frantically looking around the room until something sparkly caught me eye, Michael’s eye on Jaafar’s poster. There seemed to be a speck of glitter on his pupil, as if winking at me. I immediately felt safe.
“Kayla? Did I hear what?”
I looked at Jaafar and smiled, “Oh nothing, I just thought I heard…a noise.”
“A noise?” he asked
“Yes, a noise”
He looked at me suspiciously then shook his head.
“So, what do anda want to do to-“
Just then Blanket and Paris came in wearing all black armed with walkie-talkies and binoculars.
Paris put her walkie-talkie in her back pocket before saying, “Quick Agent B! To the windows!”
“To the walls, to the walls!” Blanket sang without missing a beat. “I’m not allowed to say the rest”
“Oh for goodness sake”, Paris berkata walking over to the window. She put the binoculars to her eyes and stared downward.
“Paris, what are anda looking at? Are anda spying on Mr. Davidson’s son again!” Jaafar berkata walking over to her.
“I don’t spy on Harley! I just admire him from a distance”, Paris berkata defensively.
“Whatever anda say”, Jaafar berkata rolling his eyes before whispering, “stalker”
I giggled at his comment, he smiled at me, and I melted a little inside.
“That I am not. There’s someone here, come see for yourself”
Jaafar put the binoculars to his eyes and looked where Paris previously was.
“I see them! It’s a lady and a girl.”
I walked over and Jaafar gave me the binoculars to take a look. I felt like a stalker until I realized who these people were.
“Guys, that’s Ms. Morrow and her daughter Devin”, I replied tossing the binoculars to Paris.
“Who?” she asked
“They goes to Kingdom Hall. They always sit in the saat row seterusnya to grandma. anda really don’t know her?” I asked
“Well, you’ve been lebih than we have” Jaafar stated
“True”
There were two beeps followed sejak the security system’s robotic voice, “Front Door”. We all ran to the stairs. sejak the time we got there we saw the door closing after Devin and Ms. Morrow. As we were walking down the stairs I stopped Paris to ask her something.
“You really think so?” I whispered into her ear
“I really think what?” she asked
“What anda told me while Jaafar was staring at me”
She looked at me like I had two heads. “When? I didn’t see anda after I left anda in the hallway” Paris berkata walking down the stairs.
If it wasn’t Paris than it must have been Prince.
“Guess again”
I looked down the tangga, stairwell at Prince, Blanket, Jaafar, and Paris. Okay, so it wasn’t Prince. It must be Jermajesty, he’s the only one not here.
“It’s not Jermajesty”
I laughed, it had to be. Who else. I turned around an saw nobody there. Wow, he sure does run fast. I jumped down the remaining 4 stairs and landed with a thud in between Paris and Jaafar.
“You think she’s coming out?” Prince asked
“Who? Ms. Morrow atau Devin?” I asked
“Devin”, Prince replied
“Why?” I asked than looked at Prince. His face turned red and he looked down. “You think she’s cute?”
“You know what? I’m not gonna even front. I think she’s gorgeous”, Prince berkata looking at the door.
“Wow, it’s nice to know that someone in this house expresses their feelings for someone they like”. I mencuri glance at Jaafar, but he just looked the other way. I really wanted to say something, but I didn’t have to. Thanks to Paris.
She let out a couple of coughs sneaking a “Jaafar” in between every two coughs. He just glared at her.
Then the door opened…