Chapter 3

Jayden seemed excited to go to Paris, then it must be a safe place for me. *sigh* I looked out of the window ...the warm breeze gave a reassuring feeling...my brothers..I wondered how my life would have been without them. Jayden was the eldest child and more like a parent than a brother to us ...Raphaell and I. Raph was my immediate elder brother and the drama king of the family..I looked at Raphael. "He is so handsome," l thought. Raphael has sky blue eyes that would captivate any girl. He was a playboy and had numerous girlfriends ...well, no thanks to his charming looks, the girls in my neighborhood hated me. *sigh* On SundaysRaphaelal and I go house shopping. Whenever I go to the market with him, the girls give me the ugliest looks because they assume I am his girlfriend, and Raphael gets messy with me outside. *Raph, give me some space." I was picking out vegetables from the market store. *No, Ashy..."He would say, "I want everyone to know you are my little girl," and then give me his seductive wink, which I despise.*chuckle* I recalled the amusing incident I would never forget when a girl approached me to warn me about her boyfriend. *Flashback* "Hey Ashira," she looked up to the person who called my name...Roselyn... of course, I remember her as one of the flies that perched around my brother. "I came in peace." She was chewing gum so loudly that I wondered if her teeth hurt. Well, she was not lying; she truly came in peace because there were two other girls following her around the school grounds, but here she was talking to me alone. I believe the trio was referred to as "royal beauties."What an irony.Roselyn and her gang—or should I say team—were anything but beautiful. "Then peace you shall meet." I closed the romantic novel I was reading and crossed my legs, ready to listen to her nonsense. She was saying.. "As you might have already noticed, I am a girl of few words", she was squinting her eyes at me like she was looking for something. Maybe lies. "I just want to put in a warning first". Arghhhhh!!! Why all the circling of the subject when she clearly stated that she was a girl of few words? How ironic is this girl going to get? Deal with it, Ashira. You just have to. *sigh*. "Roselyn, I don't have the whole day. Ay, "I returned my gack to my normal, ready to flip a page. It was this romantic novel that was trendingonlinee "Royal Caribbean," but I saw a copy of it in Raph's room and sneaked it back to my room...so I wasn't gonna let this girl waste my limited time. "Wellll, LEAVE MY BOY ALONE", I am writing this in capitals' cos she was picking the words one after the other and bulging her eyes at me as she moved her face closer to mine. Ashira used her middle finger to push Roselyn's forehead a little to create space. "..and who the fuck is your boy?", I asked with low interest...am so gonna kill Rapheal. "Stay away from Raphael." She stood up and, I guess, was ready to leave, but changed her mind and sat back. "Was she okay?" I thought. "Read my lips, Ashira", she was using her hand to trace her lips. "Raphael is mine. She raised an eyebrow and gave me a fake smile. Roselyn stood up again, but this time she smoothed her already A straight skirt and walked up. My eyes followed her back until she was out of my sight. *phewww* poor Rose..*sigh*...had she known she was his sister, maybe she would have been spared all this free drama. Raphael... Raphael...Oh Raphael. I gave a hearty giggle.