A week later, Mila had already settled herself in her little house, she was going to find herself a job before she could do anything - including her studies. She needed a starting point and the only way she would get there was if she got a job.

Mila never had any friends yet, no one in her area knew her for the passed few weeks she'd been there. She had spoken to the man who patrols the block for some background information on the area. But he had some kind of smirk on his face

"Hmmm", he looked at her up and down "an innocent African girl!", he smirked. Mila felt a bit scared. It was as if he was going to grab her and stuff her in his small, old, worn out car!

She took a few steps back, just in case, when she had to make a run for it. But the one thing standing in her way - her wedge heels! It would've been weird if she took it off in front of him.

"Uh, yeah. Never mind I'll come back later, see you bye", she said over him trying to speak. She left before he could say anything.

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She went up to the second floor after taking her painful wedges off of her feet. Suddenly some girls came down stairs, they were wearing shorts and very chest-revealing blouses. It actually stood out from the green walls. One had a curly hairstyle, the other two had straight but short hairstyles. They all came down silently except their heels were making click noises. As Mila glanced at them, they suddenly gave her a dirty look.

"What you lookin' at? Huh?!", the curly hair girl said. They startled Mila who didn't even mean any harm. They actually looked violent at that point in time.

"Nothing! I'm not looking at anything I swear!", Mila pleaded as they all cornered her on the stairs.
"You staring at us like we filthy!! Why the hell you be staring at us fo'? You don't know the rules?", the other girl exclaimed. Mila was stuttering and shivering at this point.

"No! I'm new here I swear, I don't know anything!", she stuttered. The girls went silent, the curly one chewing her gum rudely looking at the other two. And Mila, who was in the sitting position, stayed in that position because she didn't know why the girls were so silent.

The girls nodded at each other and suddenly grabbed her arms and pulled her up. Mila started screaming for help but they covered her mouth with their hands.
They whispered "It's gonna be okay", in her ear but that never stopped her from screaming. She was petrified to the core and didn't know what to do or what they were going to do to her! They took her upstairs. But it wasn't the way to her room! They held her like a criminal when they put cuffs on them. The two straight hair girls held her by the mouth and by the hands. The other one opened the door to the room they were taking her into. Mila opened her legs as the struggled to push her in. She lifted her feet to the side of the doors so they couldn't get her in and pressured her feet. As Mila pushed herself back, both the girls holding her fell down. Mila stood up but one had her hand! She kicked the girls hand off and tried to run but tripped over her leg.

The grabbed both her legs and dragged her into the room as she screamed and they shut the door. Mila couldn't describe how horrified she was! Her heart beat increased tremendously and she had a panic attack. The girls stood her up and held her. Mila could spot a big chair in front of her as the girls waited. The chair twisted and there was a man.
"Ah!", the man said with great interest and fascination "the innocent girl from Africa!", he smiled. Mila was breathing heavily. The man gestured that they let her go and guard the door instead.
"Please, I'm new here! I don't know what's happening to me! I just want to get a job and I promise I'll be out of here", she pleaded out of breath and crying "I won't cause any problems anymore!".

"Oh it's okay, I just wanted to meet you and see who you are", the man smirked. The man let Mila go and Mila ran out of the room and into hers on the third floor.

"You know we wasted our damn time catching her for you!", The curly haired girl shouted folding her arms over her chest. The man stood up and went into a more private place where they could talk and she followed.

"I go out of my way for you and you always throw it back in my face", she shouted pointing at him. He grabbed her finger.
"I'm sorry", the man said kissing her hand. She tried not to smile but she couldn't help but blush. They then started kissing each other...

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