this is the story I'm currently working at now....
titled Naive
this is the very first part of it...




"Girl ah, now you are having your holidays so what are your plans? i suggest you better go find a job because i see you facing the computer EVERYDAY! Bills need money..."

"oh then too bad, i tried finding but simply couldn't find one that suits me(give a wide grin). So you will have to bear with it!” I said and turned back to face the computer screen.

"Forget it. Talking to you will make me want to faint." Dad shook his head before heading for the door.

The next day, I was surfing the net when I heard my room's door open.
"Girl! Know what, I got you a job. It's at my friend's company. Going there to do part-time is definitely better then you staying at home or going out with your friends!"

"Dad! You didn't ask for my opinion!” I protested and meanwhile mom walked into the room. “You can’t make the” she closes the door after managing to push me into the bathroom. “decision for me!!! Argh! Fine!" I grumbled but I knew what ever I say isn’t going to change anything anyway. So grumpily I went for a bath.

"That should be the way to deal with this little princess of ours...” mom grinned to her husband and closed the bedroom door behind her. The both of them nodded and went down the stairs for breakfast.

The three of us sat in the car with me staring out of the window all the while. I was wondering why my parents were just so keen on sending me to work and refusing to let me stay at home. I may be facing the computer everyday, but it’s not like my family can’t afford the bills…

"Baby, later give your best behavior. He's your dad's friend for many years, you know." Mom noticed the silence in the car and was the first to break the ice.

"I'm sure she will! She's the best to us!" Dad carried on.
"Not to worry..."I replied with eyes still fixed out of the window.

After arriving at the car park of the building, my parents quickly got out of the car, opened the door for me and each on one side, held on to my arms. “Mom! Dad! I will not run ok?” “Not ok! We are your parents! We know what you will want to do next. Your promises are difficult to keep isn’t it? We have to do the precautionary...” Mom retorted in another beautiful grin which makes me realize that again, I can only go according to what they said and strictly no bargaining.

"Come baby" was the last thing I had heard from my mother and off we proceed to the building.





-to be continued-

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