"Have you ever noticed that the last three months of the year have their own bread"

I asked Silas. After my dad told us he saw us kissing he put his phone on video and started recording us. He doesn't want to blink and miss anything.

My mom has been calling him for mintues now but he refuse to move. He doesn't want to miss the opportunity to kill Silas.

"What are you talking about?"

He asked as he picked up the brown paint. I've been saying weird things for hours now. It's probably because my dad was making me nervous.

"October is pumpkin bread, November is corn bread, and December is ginger bread"

"You're cute when you say stuff like that"

He casually said as he smiled at me. I looked away before my dad could see my face. Seeing that my dad was watching tv again I smiled at Silas.

"If you talked to a girl for less than a month would you claim her?"

I asked. I'm curiously to see how Silas  is when it comes to relationships and talking to someone. He's so reserved when it comes to girls.

"If I talked to someone for less than a month we didn't talk. They were a free trail not a subscription"

I heard my dad laugh from the couch.  He gave Silas a thumbs up and went back to watching family guy. He claimed the game got boring.

I can't believe it. My dad approves of something Silas said. I checked outside to see if pigs were flying. To my surprise there was only birds in the sky.

"So if we were talking for only a month you wouldn't claim me?"

"That's a different story. The only reason we would stop talking is because we would be dating"

"I'll remember that"

1 hour later

"Andddddddd done"

Silas screamed. I jumped up in shock as my phone went flying across the room.

Silas was smiling like a maniac as he stared at the masterpiece you call my face.

My dad came up behind him and he looked in awe. He told Silas he did a good job and gave him a pat on the back.

I walked up to them and saw what all the amazed looks were about. Once my eyes laid on it I could help but smile. I look beautiful.

"Silas this is beautiful"

"That's because I had a beautiful face to work with"

I smiled and looked at my dad. He was staring too hard at the painting to even realise what was happening around him.

"Silas can I talk to you for a minute?"

My dad asked finally snapping out it. Silas nodded his head as he cleaned the paint off his hand. I watched as my dad lead Silas to his death. I'm really going to miss him when he's gone.

"Wow this was what Silas was painting?"

My mom asked as she stood next to me. She had the suspicion that Silas was just drawing stick figures.

Since she was making dinner she decided to let the finsihed product be a surprise.

The painting took about four hours to make. It was sunny outside when he started now it's pitch black.

While my dad was killing Silas I decided to go look for a light snack to eat before dinner was fully done.

After I got my Takis I walked back into the living room and waited for my dad and hopefully an alive Silas to come out of my dad's office.

"Thank you sir"

"No problem Silas"

They came out laughing with huge smiles on their face. My dad even invited him over tomorrow so they could watch the basketball game together.

Ok now I know something is wrong. My dad likes to watch his games alone so he can always be right. I remember once I sat down to watch the game with him. He paused the tv until I gave up and left.

It's either my dad has finally warmed up to Silas or this isn't my dad. It's a alien sent down to earth to abduct Silas.

"Dinner is ready"

My mom screamed from the kitchen. The kids came running downstairs and into the dining room.

"Wait, was that Tristan?"

"Yeah him and Myra were playing in her room before Jordan joined them"

"You Should've told me that before. I came I could've left Jordan home. You don't know what they were doing in there. He could've kissed her"

Silas rambled on. They were most likely playing with Myra's new kitchen set. That's what Tristan came over here for anyway.

"Silas I'm sure nothing happened. They're just ten"

"Ten year olds can get pregnant too. Oh my gosh what if Jordan's pregnant? I'm going to be a grandpa and a uncle"

I busted out laughing as I saw Silas was dead serious. I got off the couch in full laughter and walked Into the dining room.

After We finished Silas and Jordan had to go home. Silas was afraid Anthony burned down the house or even worst found the only food left in the house which was just a yogurt.

"Dad why do you approve of Silas all of a sudden?"

I asked while he dug through the freezer looking for the ice cream bar he hid in the empty broccoli pack.  I ate it yesterday.

"I would be a hyroicte if I didn't. I was the same love sick puppy when I was dating your mom. Seeing his beautiful painting of you made me realise that I was in the way"

He said as he moved all the content that was in freezer to the kitchen counter. My smile faded away once I registered what he said. Love sick.

Silas doesn't love me. We're just friends. Right?

I hopped off the counter and walked into the living room. Once I was far away from him I finally confessed.

"Dad your ice cream isn't in there I ate it yesterday"

"Imma beat your ass"

He screamed as he ran after me. I slammed my door shut as I breathed heavy.

I love messing with my dad's food.

The next morning

"You better open up this door and tell me why you ate my ice cream"

My dad screamed as he banged on the door. I've been hiding from him all morning. I was ready for school but I couldn't get out of my room. A hangry dad was behind the door.

I was wearing black knee ripped jeans with a gray v neck sweater and my white checkered vans. I threw on some hoops and a watch to pull the outfit together.

"Dad it was just a ice cream bar get over it"

"I'm going to ice cream bar your ass if you don't get out here"

I swear black parents be saying the most gayest shit when they're mad.

"I'll buy you a pack of ice cream if you leave me alone"

"Alright. have a good day at school honey. I love you"

I swear my dad is only happy when you mention food. If I didn't say I was going to buy him more ice cream he was going to stand outside my door until we both die. My dad is a fifty six year old baby.

Once I heard his retrieving footsteps I let out a sigh of relief. I grabbed my black Michael Kors purse and walked out of my room.

"You have to pick up your car today. The mechanic finished up the paint job"

My mom said as she buttered her muffin. It's been months since I've driven my car. I can't express how happy I am to finally run those annoying ass kids over.

I happily took my mom's keys and went to the car. Once Myra was in the car I drove off with a smile on my face.

Since I'm getting my car back I need my hair and nails done. I have to have a new look for my car. I had this sew in for more than five chapters now. It's getting old.

"Myra you've been unusually quiet all morning"

We're almost at her school and she's been staring out the window since we got in the car. We're usually fight by now.

"How are boys so stupid?"

She said out of no where. She's only ten years old, she's too young to be having boy problems over boys that probably still pee in bed.

"Where's this coming from?"

"While Tristan was at the house yesterday he called this boy I liked and asked him does he like me. He said I look a cow bit me and gave me it's skin pattern"

I just sat there in shock. Kids can be so cruel. I don't understand why he had to diss her skin condition for. He could've just said he doesn't like her.

"Myra do you remember what our dad told me when I was having boy troubles?"

"Run their feet over so they can't walk around talking about you?"

"No not that. The other thing"

"That one day you'll find the one that's truly meant for you. The boys that weren't meant for you were a lesson. You have to wait for your blessing"

"Even though dad is crazy he does give give advice when it's needed"

"Thank you Nevaeh"

"And also don't ever argue with someone that doesn't have a car. Tell them to walk it like they talk it"

"I guess you're not just a waste of space after all"

She said as she hopped out the car. She ran into the buliding before I could say anything.

She's lucky I don't believe in exercise