Humming softly, Rose grabbed her towel from it's rack, where she'd hung it before climbing into the bath tub. It was a long bathe,she tends to have such long baths,each morning she doesn't have a morning lecture. Tuesdays and Fridays to be precise.As a college girl,she's got to be at the University as early as possible,right before any lecturer at all,cos the goal is to forever stay clued up with just everything about her courses and graduate with best marks. Possibly as the best graduating student of her faculty. Being the best has always been part of her life,and she literally has no clue on what failing looks like. Not necessarily because she doesn't want to or she has a choice,but because she's mandated to being the best. Yes! Charles Graham has always ruled out just every bit of her life activities. He decides whatever thing she does. And makes it lucid , she's practically going to be daddy's girl for eternity,which of course,Rose,had always detested. Sadly,he probably forgot his little princess of the other day,is all grown now,but to hell with the growth,cos he'd probably never get to take that down. For all he knows,Rose forever remains his one and only little baby girl from yesterday and that's exactly why it's hard for him to see all these feminity,written all over her. Her high cheekbones which seems to scream that striking resemblance between Rose and Mrs Valerie Graham,her mum,has gotten much elaborate by the passing days,giving her narrow oval face,that deserving look of feminism. Those big glassy ice blue eyes , she got from Charles,lovelier and all sparkly,her straight obviously pointed nose seeming so perfect ,those lovely pouty lips, which curves into a perfect C,each time she dashes out a smile, summing up to equate that flawless face of a beautiful young lady..... And yeah! her firm boobs too, they'd with time mildly sprouted into desirable sizes,speaking fully of her apparent transition to womanhood. In all ramification....Rose was just fully a woman and craves to be addressed as one soon.
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Now wrapped up in her towel,she sauntered down the staircase with her snaggled wet hair, staining the floor with droplets of water from her hair. She'd never be loose to try this if Charles were at home,but since it's just herself and Valerie. She'd of course,felt carefree.
"Good morning mum" She greeted on sighting Valerie who was perched on the edge of an arm of a couch in the sitting room,as she carefully watered the jasmine flower,in the glass flower vase.
"Good morning hon..."she replied.
"Ordered a freshly baked bread from the McDermott Bakery for breakfast,the delivery boy would be here soon,so..." Valerie stopped at once as soon as she caught a glimpse of her daughter,who was flipping through the television channels with the remote control she held in her right hand,looking half nude in her towel.
"Oh my goodness... Rosemary! " she bellowed. Her eyebrows quirked,creasing her face in a frown. Rosemary indifferently stared at her,not minding the urgency in her voice.
"C'mon mum, I know it's either about my wet hair or the towel,trust me, I'm going to get upstairs soon,get my hair dried and turn into something nice,but for now, please don't force me upstairs, ok, just have to see this my favorite reality show, remembered it's every Friday and 7:30am while in the bath,so I had to rush down at once,to ...
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"The delivery boy I guess,I'll get to the door"Rose said,starting towards the door even before Valerie could protest.
"... you can't seriously be getting the door,in all that indecent exposure....
"It's nothing mum, atleast the delivery boy won't even think of leering,in your presence,so" she shrugged, laughing slyly as she pulled the door open.
"Louis" She suddenly shrieked, goggling at the delivery boy, who didn't look much surprised not until she hurled herself at him . Embracing him tightly.
Valerie throatily coughed , making her jolt back to reality. She immediately detached herself from him.
"uhm...oh,sorry ,I mean ,I didn't see this coming,so..."she awkwardly fumbled for words,her face scarlet in embarrassment.
"Go to your room Rosemary and dress up immediately,Now" Valerie ordered.
"Sure" She said at once,as soon as she felt Louis squeeze in a paper in her palm,she quietly clenched her fist,as she managed to hide her sudden curiosity under an air of insouciance,but deeply wondering what the snuck-in -content was all about and if her mum caught him,sneak it,into her palms.
As she scuttled off the sitting room,up to her bedroom.
Valerie foot the bills,shot Louis glares as he pushed up a facetious smile, she took her order,and slammed the door before him.
Staring at the stairs,her daughter has walked on. She wondered when Louis got out of the prison and what would have become of her,if Charles witnessed such attitude from their daughter. Well, that would definitely remain a secret. She hopes,he stays off from her daughter this time,else get ready to get back to where he belongs...the prison.
With a deep sigh,she made off to the dining with the bread.
Rose slammed her door behind her,and quickly dived into her bed,she anxiously scanned the paper,then intensely began reading it's content,
< Xoxo,Louis. 200 Gordon hills Crescent.>> "What does this mean....200 Gordon hills? " She smirked. "No way,this can't possibly be his address,Louis would never afford a home in the GRA,right" she tried convincing herself,then neatly folded the paper,hiding it out in a book,from her book cabinet,then placed the book right back" She coyly smiled at recalling how much she wished the embrace,lasted for long. Her eyes darted to the wall clock .... "Oh shit! The reality show...." she made to leave her room in the towel and recalled Valerie's face flustered with anger back then ,she giggled and quickly hurried to her closet, figuring out an olive jumpsuit. Turned into her lacy bra and panties,then the jumpsuit, before finally exiting her room. "Louis is all changed..."She sniffled a laughter. "No way" She couldn't help but raucously laugh out loud. * Ty for reading,catch up with y'all in my next chapter. Don't miss out.