Chapter Twenty-One.
My B-BoyI suddenly got a phone call as Zelo and I were walking back to the house. It kept ringing and ringing and I did not want to pick it up.
"Yah, your phone is ringing." Zelo told me.
"Can you answer it for me?" I whined with a pout.
"Aigoo, lazy." Zelo smiled as he pulled my phone out of my purse and answered it.
"Is this Park Jungha?" The man on the end asked.
"No, she's.. busy right now. May I ask who's calling?" Zelo replied.
"Well, I need some information for the mafia meeting. I don't think I can attend the meeting because I'm in some slight trouble. Tell her Jeff Harabeoji called and tell her to call me tonight before going to sleep okay?" the man said.
"U-Uh, okay. I'll tell her." Zelo responded a little afraid.
"Bye."
"Bye.." Zelo said before hanging up.
I turned to Zelo and saw his confused facial expression. I stopped while putting my hand to his chest to make him stop too.
"What's wrong? What did the person say?" I asked.
"Jeff Harabeoji said something about getting information about a mafia meeting and he can't attend it because he's in trouble." Zelo tried to remember.
"Jeff Harabeoji?" I asked slowly, a bit surprised.
"Yeah, is he like your teacher in the mafia or something or is he your–"
"He's my Grandfather that died 2 years ago.." I said, tilting my head in confusion.
"That doesn't make sense.." Zelo said.
"It doesn't.. Let's sleep it off and I'll just call him tonight." I said, rushing home by dragging him by the wrist.
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