Broken Tales by Azeezat Oluwa (great book club books .txt) 📖

kissed him before,"
" That was a very nice answer and now you're free to go,"
I quickly darted up to my room afraid the talk was coming.
I found Jason in my bedroom sitting on the bed.
“ What are you doing in here?” Are the first words I actually manage to say. I was about to say how did you get in here but I saw the open window.
“ Well I wanted to see you,” He said as his arms went around my waist. I couldn't stop staring at his beautiful face . My Daydream was interrupted by his kissing.
“ Hey,” I exclaimed.
“ What I can't kiss my girlfriend every now and then,”
“ Yes you can,” I said kissing him back. It was good to know that we were a couple now with the new school and everything. I hope rumors don't spread quickly.
4

Now I didn't know what to do. I’ve never been asked out before. While I was thinking of what to wear, I was thinking of something else. I felt like there is something that I left back at my old house. So I talked to Uncle Max about it and he said we would go back to the house tomorrow after school and check it out.
After school we went to the house and I went into my parents room first before that's where I believed what I am looking for will be.
“ I think this is what I'm looking for,” I said as I held up a binder with my name with. Before my parents died, I gulped at that thought, before my parents died I saw it and wondered what it was. I opened up the binder and saw a whole bunch of baby pictures of me. Inside it wrote...
‘ Dear Makaila,
Happy 18Th birthday. This book is filled with all your memories and you can fill it with more. We wish you a Happy Birthday Makaila. From mom and dad.’
I felt tears starting to dew up. My birthday is coming up. It’s on Sunday and it’s pretty nice of my mom to write this. It was hard not to keep the tears from falling. I suddenly felt arms around me. Uncle Max was comforting me and for once it was working.. When we were done we went to go pick up Mabel from the daycare. when we got home it was dinner time.
Friday came quick. I was trying to find the perfect outfit to wear to a restaurant. Well I don't even know if we’re going to a restaurant. I put on makeup and found a perfect purple dress with a purple headband and I also found purple high heels.
“I just love purple,” I said with a grin on my face.
I also curled my hair up and put it in a ponytail with a purple ribbon. When I was done the doorbell rang. I went downstairs. It must be Jason.
“ Makaila where are you going?” Karla asked as I walked down the hallway.
“ Oh I’m just going out with a friend,”
“ Whoa, you look nice,” Uncle Max said as I entered the living room.
“ Thanks, “ I said shyly.”
I opened the door and found a Mercedes parked on the driveway. I waved bye to Uncle Max and Karla.
He opened the door for me. So nice of him.
“ So where are we going?” I asked
“ I was thinking of an Italian restaurant called Restuarante Italiano ”
“ Is this your car?” I asked as he was getting the engine started.
“ No it was my brothers,” He replied.
“ Nice, It’s beautiful. What happened to him?”
“ He went to college.”
It was a twenty minute drive to Restuarante Italiano. No one spoke. It was an awkward silence like before when we were walking to lunch. We got to the restaurant and we got out of the car.
“ This is a nice and expensive restaurant,” I said as I looked at the menu.
“ Well my father is the owner of this restaurant,”
“ He is?”
“ Yeah I'm on my break right now,”
“ Oh really?” I said leaning in.
“ Jason,” someone said from behind me interrupting us.
“ Hey dad..,” Jason said embarrassed and shy at the same time.
“ Who is this girl?” Jason’s dad asked.
“ Makaila. She is um...um.... a friend from school,”
Jason’s dad held his hand out for a handshake. I stood up and shook his hand. I did not want to be rude, he seemed like a nice man.
I looked at my watch and it was half past nine. I quickly stood up.
“ Oh my god. I have to get home right away or my uncle will kill me,” I whispered to Jason.
“ Well it was nice meeting you Mr. Mirez,”
I waved to him and Jason and I went into his black Mercedes.
“ I did not expect you to meet my dad,” Jason said after he started driving.
“ Oh its cool . He seems very nice,”
“ You know I sometimes wonder how you do it,”
“ Do what?” I asked confused.
“ Act all calm when you know something is wrong,”
“ Well I have faced a lot of challenges when I was a kid and I would rather not talk about it,”
“ Ok,” He said.
He stopped in front of my house and Kissed me goodbye. It was a long kiss.
Then I opened the door and he offered to walk me in and all of a sudden as I opened the door he was out of my sight.
“ Jason?” I stared around in confusion and saw his car still parked out. ‘ Well there goes my date,’ I thought.
I walked into the very quiet house and saw Uncle Max and Karla sitting on the couch watching ‘ Criminal Minds.’
" How was your date with jason?" Karla asked as I walked into the quiet house.
" Ok," I said as I walked slowly towards my bedroom.
" Not so fast," Uncle Max said. " Spill. First where did he take you? Second was it someplace romantic? Was it someplace expensive? Third did he make a move? Did he try to kiss you?"
" Ok. Restaurante Italiano. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes and he did and remember I have kissed him before,"
" That was a very nice answer and now you're free to go,"
I quickly darted up to my room afraid the talk was coming.
I found Jason in my bedroom sitting on the bed.
“ What are you doing in here?” Are the first words I actually manage to say. I was about to say how did you get in here but I saw the open window.
“ Well I wanted to see you,” He said as his arms went around my waist. I couldn't stop staring at his beautiful face . My Daydream was interrupted by his kissing.
“ Hey,” I exclaimed.
“ What I can't kiss my girlfriend every now and then,”
“ Yes you can,” I said kissing him back. It was good to know that we were a couple now with the new school and everything. I hope rumors don't spread quickly.

5

Now I didn't know what to do. I’ve never been asked out before. While I was thinking of what to wear, I was thinking of something else. I felt like there is something that I left back at my old house. So I talked to Uncle Max about it and he said we would go back to the house tomorrow after school and check it out.
After school we went to the house and I went into my parents room first before that's where I believed what I am looking for will be.
“ I think this is what I'm looking for,” I said as I held up a binder with my name with. Before my parents died, I gulped at that thought, before my parents died I saw it and wondered what it was. I opened up the binder and saw a whole bunch of baby pictures of me. Inside it wrote...
‘ Dear Makaila,
Happy 18Th birthday. This book is filled with all your memories and you can fill it with more. We wish you a Happy Birthday Makaila. From mom and dad.’
I felt tears starting to dew up. My birthday is coming up. It’s on Sunday and it’s pretty nice of my mom to write this. It was hard not to keep the tears from falling. I suddenly felt arms around me. Uncle Max was comforting me and for once it was working.. When we were done we went to go pick up Mabel from the daycare. when we got home it was dinner time.
Friday came quick. I was trying to find the perfect outfit to wear to a restaurant. Well I don't even know if we’re going to a restaurant. I put on makeup and found a perfect purple dress with a purple headband and I also found purple high heels.
“I just love purple,” I said with a grin on my face.
I also curled my hair up and put it in a ponytail with a purple ribbon. When I was done the doorbell rang. I went downstairs. It must be Jason.
“ Makaila where are you going?” Karla asked as I walked down the hallway.
“ Oh I’m just going out with a friend,”
“ Whoa, you look nice,” Uncle Max said as I entered the living room.
“ Thanks, “ I said shyly.”
I opened the door and found a Mercedes parked on the driveway. I waved bye to Uncle Max and Karla.
He opened the door for me. So nice of him.
“ So where are we going?” I asked
“ I was thinking of an Italian restaurant called Restuarante Italiano ”
“ Is this your car?” I asked as he was getting the engine started.
“ No it was my brothers,” He replied.
“ Nice, It’s beautiful. What happened to him?”
“ He went to college.”
It was a twenty minute drive to Restuarante Italiano. No one spoke. It was an awkward silence like before when we were walking to lunch. We got to the restaurant and we got out of the car.
“ This is