* Sandra POV*

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Why will he expect food to be in the house when he knew I can't cook. He left and I stood up and went to the kitchen. I checked the fridge and I couldn't find any cooked meal.

I tried cooking stew but I couldn't, I nearly cut my finger while trying to cut onions. I decided to call me friend, Tessy immediately so she can help me and find a maid.

I took my phone and dialed her number. She picked up on the second ring.

"Hello babe. How are you" I greeted.

"Babe, How are you?"

"Am fine. Look, quick one, I need a favor from you. I want you to help me out." I said.

"What is that? Anything for you, my baby girl"

"How soon can you get me a house keeper." I asked.

"Like, a house help, a maid?" She asked.

"Exactly, a maid". I replied.

"I will get one before 72hours from now." She replied.

"Yeah, that sounds good. One more thing please. Ehmmm, I want her to be dark skinned, you know what I mean. I don't care if she is ugly, beautiful, fat, slim, or have a big or small breast. I just need her to be dark skinned.

"I have few Africans and black Americans here, I will get one for you." She replied.

"Perfect, thank you very much baby." I said.

"Anything for you." She replied.

"Take care, bye." I said and cut the call.

I returned to cooking and took two sachet of noodles and boil. I knew very well he must be very hungry and the noodle won't satisfy him but he have no choice. That's the only thing I can cook and its faster.

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*Jennifer POV*

I was in my room, writing a story with my laptop and my best friend, Nikki, walked in tired and exhausted. I wonder what she was doing. We are living together in one room. She's a tailor. She don't have shop, so the was using thesame room for the work.

For Me, am a 19yrs old, moderate plumpy dark skinned color girl, just finished college and no money to continue my educational career. I wanted to attend university but there's no just enough money for it. My dad is late and my mom is struggling to feed and pay her bills. We are 4 and I am the first daughter. I left and decided to stay with my best friend for some time. Am a writer, trying to complete one story while staying with my friend, bella.

"This one you look exhausted." What are you doing.

"Am trying to fix the sink, myself." She replied.

"Fix the sink yourself? Who taught you how to do that? Instead of employing a professional plumber, you want do it all by yourself." I said.

"As if you will pay the bill he will charge. I don't have money now. But if you have, you can give me lemme call a plumber." She said.

"Hmmmm. We will continue managing it like that.... ooooh Gush. Why again!" I yelled, slam- closing my laptop.

"What is this again? Is it the story or the laptop?" She asked.

"This laptop is offing by itself, am just tired of all these things". I said annoyed, knowing that all my write-ups had been wiped off as I've not saved it. I've written over 4k words and all is gone in a twinkle of an eye.

"That's what was happening to the old laptop and now, you are complaining of this one again. Did you save the story?" She asked.

"No, but that's not my main problem." I said.

"Hmmmmmm, what it is then?" She asked.

"Am not happy here, am just thinking about one great story I will write. That one great story that I will be super passionate about". I said.

"If the story you want don't come to you, you write another one. But how will you come up with story when you always stays indoor, or you want to write about the story of "the boy next door? Start going out and you will be getting more knowledge." She said

"No need for that. I watch tons of Hollywood movies and stories on wattpad". I said.

"The Hollywood scripts I know?" She asked

"Let's just say, thats the best for me". I said.

"Best for you, when you continue to write rubbish story lines. Let's just go out and find your story". She said.

"Broke people don't leave the house, I don't have money".

"Jennifer, even if it's roadside, you don't need money for that". She said.

"What if I decide to buy roadside shawamah or Icecream."

"Is that your problem? Then you will remember you are broke and keep moving on without looking the second time." She said.

"Just leave me alone." I said.

"See eeerh, This will be very interesting for you". She said.

"what is that"? I asked.

"What if you have a chance to make $1k per month, just like that." She said.

"Are you serious?" I said and got up, then walked up to the bed, where she was sitting.

"Tell me more about it". I said.

"Hmmmmm. One of my customer called me and asked me to tell you if you will be interested to do a house help Job. Your work is just to clean the house and cook, and you will be receiving $1k every month." She said.

"House help Job? A maid?" I asked. How can she suggest that type of job for me.

"Not maid, just an house help". She replied.

"what's the different? Besides, how can you suggest that kind of job for me." I was already getting annoyed.

"What is wrong with it?. Is the money not big enough or what?" She asked.

"Am not talking about the money. Everything about the work is bad. Do you know the type of insult i will be receiving? You know I can't endure it" I said.