Page 185 of Be My Wife


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Catherine, the main character, is walking into Brighton Academy. She’s meeting the principal and getting her first taste of the Brighton posh cold shoulder.

Then she’s going to run into Kaz, the token black friend who does plenty of eye-rolling, says the cheesiest lines and barely gets any screen time or character development.

Yay for representation.

I hurry to dish my ice cream into a bowl. I want to get back before Catherine’s first encounter with Hawk—the school bad boy and the hunk who’s the face of the movie.

As I grab a spoon, I hear a tinkling sound.

I stop.

Glance around.

The forks in the sink start to dance.

“Earthquake!” I shriek.

The cupboard doors fly open as the quake gets more intense. Glass dishes slide out of the shelves and crash to the floor.

I scream as one plate hurls dangerously close to my head. Holding my arms high to protect myself from the missiles, I dive beneath a table and wait for the madness to end.

Inside, my heart is pounding.

I hate that I’m alone right now.

It feels worse, going through a disaster like this with no one beside me.

Whatever.

I’m stronger alone.

At least I can fake it.

That is until the earthquake gets worse.

I abandon all attempts at courage and scream for all I’m worth, burying my head in my hands and squeezing my eyes shut.

Suddenly, it stops.

Silence.

Breathing hard, I shove my curly weave out of my eyes and glance around.

The kitchen is a mess.

Glass shards everywhere.

Broken china.

I wince, imagining how annoying it’ll be to clean that up. Looks like I’ll be eating out of plastic plates until I can get a job to afford proper dishes.

I can’t believe we just had an earthquake.

What a perfect ending to this disaster of a day.

Slowly, I crawl from under the table, careful not to place the heel of my hands or my knees on any of the glass shards. The place is an absolute mess.

I look for the broom to start cleaning up.

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