Fancy's P.O.V.

Michael and his brothers were playing mpira wa kikapu in our backyard like normal kids. Tito was trying to be act like he was a great mpira wa kikapu player, which he isn't and Jackie aliiba the ball maliciously while Tito was on wingu nine.

The game only lasted about ten minutes, kinda pitiful if wewe were to play in the NBA. Today was the last siku they could stay before they left in the morning, so we decided to hang out as for long as we could.

I was in the jikoni popping some popcorn during our sleepover downstairs. Auntie Colette was already asleep and left us to fret for ourselves. My attention was on the popcorn until I heard a strange squeaking noise coming from behind the counter. I slowly push back the counter and wewe what I see? A big, mischievous panya, kipanya nibbling on some cheese! Talk about a girl flipping out! Jermaine rushed in. " What's wrong girl?" I sigh holding my chest, feeling my moyo pound against my hand. " I-I-I saw a mouse! An-and it was nibbling on a piece of cheese and I need to get rid of it because if I don't my aunt will kill me! Why are wewe in here anyway?" He frowned. " I was going to the bathroom when I heard wewe scream!"

I rub my temples trying to calm myself down. " Sorry, Jermaine. I just need to get this panya, kipanya out the house." Jermaine smiled. " Hey, that rhymed!" I roll my eyes with annoyance. " Jermaine, I'm serious!" He giggled. " Alright, alright. Where is it?"

I songesha the counter slowly to reveal the dirty rodent. Jermaine's eyes went wide. " Good Lord!!! Look at that thin-" I interrupt him kwa putting my hand over his mouth. " Shh! Look, I need wewe to help me get it out of here!" He shook his head repeatedly. "No! That thing could kill me!" I pouted my lip and made a innocent puppy face. " Please? I'll do anything!" He finally gave in. " Fine! I'll get it."

When he moved the counter, I tried to muffle my own screams. After a few tries, he finally caught the mouse. I never felt so grateful in my life! Then I remembered I had to pay him back. " Alright, what do wewe want me to do?" A sly grin rises upon his face. " Kiss me." My moyo sank at his words. " What?"
He rolled his eyes. " wewe heard me loud and clear girl." If I didn't already have problems with him in the past. " Why? I don't like you!" I muttered with disgust. An evil grin covered his face. " Pucker up!" He leaned towards me with his lips pouted out. I felt like I wanted to throw up. I lean over and miss his lips purposely and planted a kiss on his cheek before cringing soon after.

His happy go lucky smile instantly turned into an angry scowl. " Why did wewe do that?" I shrug. " I just don't see wewe in that way. Besides, don't wewe like Hazel Gordy?" His eyebrows shoot to the juu of his head. " How did wewe know that? Michael told you, didn't he? I swear I will-" I shake my head. " No, I just know things." I lied. He sighed. " Alright. Well, are we good?" I smirk. " What do wewe mean are we good? wewe almost tried to kiss me and everything is rainbows and unicorns all of a sudden? I don't think so! You're lucky I didn't pimpslap you!" I scream harshly, poking his chest with my sharp fingertip.

Jermaine's eyes became watery. " wewe take that back!" I shake my head. " Nope. Not until wewe apologize for what wewe did!" Jermaine hesitated. " Fine, I apologize." I smirk before smacking him in the back of the head. " wewe better be."

We go back into the living room like nothing happened. The popcorn was slightly overcooked but still tasted decent. We were watching the silent 1928 horror film " Nosferatu". For no sound at all, it sure was scary. The whole room was silent with our eyes glued to the screen until Tito broke the silence. " Why are we watching this? It's so stupid! What turkey made some jive movie without sound?"

Michael smacked his lips. " Because they didn't have sinema with sound. Now shut up and watch the movie!" Soon, the movie ended and we were attacking and lunging at each other with pillows. We were mgawanyiko, baidisha into teams, sort of like youngest against the oldest: Michael, Marlon, Randy, Janet and I vs Jackie, Jermaine, Tito, Felicity and Rebbie. It was a tough battle and the oldest won.

The time sure went fast because it was time for them to go. Joseph and Kate came to pick them up after what seemed like only five dakika spent with them. Of course, Joe ignored me and looked at our manison like he's never seen one before even though he has Hayvenhurst.

Michael gave me a long hug and a kiss on the cheek before climbing back into the van. After he left, I went upstairs and looked at the picha album he gave me back in Gary. Tears unintentionally rolled down my cheeks and it wasn't long before I was a leaky faucet. God, I miss our friendship...