"Miss Queen...Miss Queen!"

I blinked and looked up at my teacher, who was towering over me and scowling.

"Miss Queen, where's your homework?"

"...Oh! Umm," I went through my bookbag and pulled out the math worksheet, "here," I held it out to her. She snatched it out of my hand, "next time get your head out of the clouds and focus on school!" she stormed up to the front of the class, to her desk.

The other kids snickered and I shrunk down in my chair. That was embarrassing...I got out my book and began reading...I must've read the period away cause kwa the time I finished the chapter, the kengele rang....

2 weeks later, and now my mother is headed off on her buisness trip...

"Now don't answer the door for anyone wewe don't know and call me if anything bad happens-"

"Okay okay! Sheesh. I'm 13 years old, I know how this works kwa now..."

"I know...it's just...this is your first time being alone for a couple of days and-"

"I'll be fine, mom, I swear!"

She smiled and gave me hugs and kisses. Then she got her lugage and left. I sat down on the kitanda in the living room and watched TV.



A couple days went kwa and things were going fine. I'd go to school then come nyumbani and Stacy would make me dinner. Then my...