I sighed at the thought of yesterday. I was currently in Matthew's room. I know, staying under one roof with a person I just met's son. But it was strangers that gave me a house to live under (Arthur and Alfred) and it was strangers that reminded my of home. How in the hell does Francis look so young? Well, there's a chance Matthew was adopted, but he was unmistakably, undoubtedly Francis's.
I was unfortunately brought back into reality when my phone rang. Arthur was worried sick about where I was. Apparently Alfred was so busy playing his game that he forgot to mention that I went to the mall with the BTT. Alfred only said 'Jewel went with some dudes to the mall and had a drink.' So, Arthur being the worry wort he is, totally went dad mode and blew up my phone with calls, but it was turned off.
Arthur gave me a lecture about how I shouldn't run off with strangers, and then I decided to tell him that it was Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert. He did not stop. He called Francis a 'bloody frog.' It was weird, having somebody lecture me on something other than failing to kill a person. It feels very weird. There's a warm feeling in my heart. Matthew came into my- his room with some spare blankets and pillows.
"Matthew," I called. He hummed. "Are you and Alfred related?" I asked.
"Yes, sadly. Alfred F. Jones is my brother, and I'm sorry in advance if my brother did something stupid. He most likely did." He murmured the last part. I laughed.
"Yeah. thanks for the heads up. Sorry, I forgot to tell you but my name's Jewel Desiree. And yes, my last name is French but I'm not French my family just picked that name just to be funny." I defended.
"Ow- hey! Stop pulling on my eeeeeaaaaarrrrr Arthur- ow- ow- ok! I'm sorry, Jewel!" Alfred's voice came from my phone. I realized I have yet to end the call.
"It's alright, Alfred."
Today at work, we only had a few customers, all of which were female. Boss was sick so I was stuck here with my asshole of a co-boss. He did nothing but look pretty and stared at me and taking cigarette breaks every damn thirty minutes. The last of the customer exited just before twelve. Perfect. I should go eat lunch somewhere else, away from Junu's eyes.
While strolling I hear the sound of a piano.
I walked closer to the sound. It was played by this good looking man with chocolate brown hair and beautiful violet eyes; he was playing the piano. Next to him is a very beautiful woman with long light brown hair and enchanting green eyes. It was played skillfully and wonderfully. Most people were on their phone, however. The music finally came to an end and I clapped. This gesture surprised the duo. I smiled and complimented them.
While smiling, I asked them both their names. The woman who was standing next to the man gave me a kind smile and introduce herself.
"I'm Elizabeth and this is my friend, Roderick. Thanks for listening." She smiled. She has a sweet sisterly- or was it motherly, vibe to her.
"My name is Jewel. You were awesome." I told the man. I looked behind them. It was another cafe, but not a maid one. Their eyes followed mine.
"Can we join you?" Elizabeth asked. I was surprised. what is with me and strangers? Am I THAT approachable?
"Sure, I guess." I smiled.
I was even more surprised to find out that they were friends of my friends. Elizabeth was 'friends' with Gilbert. We were all laughing until Elizabeth's face was covered by a pie. What I meant to say was that someone had smashed a pie to her face. The pie slid off her face, and her expressions was that of confusion. She looked behind me and her face contorted into a sneer. She grabbed a frying pan, out of nowhere, I might add, and got stood up.
I looked behind me too and was surprised to see Gilbert, a smirk on his face, Alfred on his let, hamburger and milkshake in his hands, and Matthew on his right, who had a very apologetic look on his face.
"Kesesesesese~" Gilbert laughed. Elizabeth said nothing and started running towards Gilbert. Gilbert's smirk was replaced with a scared frown and he immediately started running away too.
"Gilbert," Elizabeth menacingly screamed.
Gilbert was properly bandaged and Matthew started to explain why they were here. Everyone was having fun until both Alfred and Gilbert became quiet. Outside the cafe window, stood a tall man with a prominent nose, long winter coat, and a scarf. He was standing next to sunflowers and a long-haired beauty was behind him.