As much as Brandon knows it's a bad idea, he quickly nods his head. "Okay I'll do it, I just need to see if my parents will let me." he says as he pulls out his cellphone to start calling them when he then gets cut off by Pamela.
"No need to do that, I've already taken the liberties of calling them and asking them if it was alright and they had agreed to it." she says. "In fact, they already said it would be fine if you came home with me so I could help you get settled in." she says.
Brandon shrugs his shoulders at this. "I guess that's fine. I'm ready whenever you are." he says as Mrs. Roberts picks up her purse and slings it over her shoulder while Brandon follows her out towards her Mercedes Benz.
Once they got inside, Brandon put his backpack down on the floor and soon they were off towards her house. Knowing how rich she and her husband were, Brandon figured that she had to have lived in a more upscale part of town.
They got closer and closer to her house which Brandon could tell as the houses were getting larger and more fancier looking until finally they stopped at one house that was made of red brick and two stories tall with a four car garage. "This is my place. I've already informed my husband and children about the araingement so they know to be expecting a student." she says.
Brandon nods his head along as she explains this when suddenly she slaps her hand to her forehead. "Oh I almost forgot, I was wondering if you could hold on to this for me?" she asks as she takes off her wedding ring and tries to hand it off to Brandon.
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