User blog:Margretteloud/Fanfiction: Sizzle (Chapter 1)

  Chapter One: Feu?

              July 13th, 2017, One day before........it. My dad started his job!! He went to work to just get a feel of the place, but not actually work, while Layla, my mom, Lincoln, and I were at the beach. My mom had a day off of work, so we made the best of it. "So you're dad's a....." Lincoln started. "Dentist," I finished. "Ah," he replied. "At what place?" He asked, intrigued. "Uh..Rovv's Dentistry...? Yeah, Rovv's Dentistry," I struggled to remember. Lincoln and Layla exchanged looks, but I don't know how to explain their expression. Like when you smell granny perfume. "What?" I questioned. "Have you seen the staff there?? They're hella shady!" Layla exclaimed. My mom was across the beach, but she looked at us like she could hear the conversation. Her look said it all: ''She's talking about his job, she knows too much. "''I heard if you mess up on a patient, they'll burn you," Layla said. "You mean..burn like Yo Mama, right?" I asked cluelessly. "Margrette, you know what I mean," Layla tried to finish, but couldn't help but laugh at 'Yo Mama'. Then we all started laughing.

When we got home, Dad popped out from the doorframe. "HEEY ladies!" Dad said. Lincoln didn't care that my dad called him a girl just then. We all went inside and had something my dad called...roasted watermelon. "Roasted Watermelon? You're in the clouds, Mr. Eve,' Layla mocked while trying not to burst out in laughter. Lincoln gave up trying to hold in his laughter and spit out all of the r o a s t e d watermelon. Everyone had tears in their eyes from laughing so hard. Layla's a true comedian. A few minutes (half a damn hour) later, we stopped laughing and started a conversion. "So Layla and Linc are staying over, right?" I asked. "Tomorrow's a school day, so I guess I'll drop all three of you if they stay over," Mom said. "But that's just my side. Confirm with your dad. He had gone upstairs after he couldn't stop laughing. When I was in the doorway to Mom and Dad's room, he was on the phone with his job.

"But I'm with my family and I just went home half an hour ago! I need to go back? I thought I wasn't starting today?" He complained. I watched from the corner of the doorway, pretended to sip tea. Lincoln and Layla soon joined in on the technically- eavesdropping.

We all ever so slightly here a fuzzy voice from the phone say,"Viens travailler ou on te jette au feu!" My pupils went practically invisible. I spoke french, and I knew what that meant. Lincoln was clueless, and Layla knew a little. I looked at them like I saw seven corpses on the floor. "What?" They asked in unison. "That's means ''come to work or we'll throw you in the fire!" ''It all made sense. Lincoln and Layla exchanging looks at the beach, mom looking in our direction, all of it. Layla was right. My dad walked over to the door and closed it, but didn't notice us. My pupils were still very small, and I was still in shock. Tears would not escape from my eye sockets. "T-that's place has been closed down on two different occasions because police found bodies and ashes. It's all true," Lincoln started to speak. I looked up. I don't know why, but I looked up. Probably because I had the abilty to cry now, but didn't want to ruin my mascara. Layla hugged me. "I'll get tissues," Lincoln said, filled with empathy but a hint of annoyance.

The next day at school, I could not focus at all. I kept looking up and thinking. Ironically on the day where the teacher gave out answers to some questions on a test. "Margrette? Did Mrs. Johnson say 42 or 43?" Layla asked. "Margrette????? Sksksksksk," she babbled. She burped in my ear and that took me out of lala land. "AHH!" I screamed. Mostly because that scared me, partly because her burps sound disgusting, and a little of I could smell her breath. Bad idea....badddd idea. Everyone looked at me. "Margrette, would you like to teach the class?" Mrs. Johnson said sarcastically. "No, ma'am," I said alarmed. "Okay. then." She continued.

I kept thinking, "Why would someone threaten to burn someone else for not wanting to show up to work?" And that's what I was going to figure out.