Chapter 6My mom prepared my life’s blue print, and in the blue print one of the important details there was the kind of people I had to interact with, the kind of friends I was to make and the kind of people I should have business with. The blueprint only allowed me to mingle with the rich, the smart, straight, famous and prestigious people and anything asides that was banned.My mom had barged into my hostel room when I was just about to talk and yep it wasn’t a friendly scene.“Are these indecent girls going to share a room with you peach?” she asked me as I tried to shut her up“Who the hell are you guys” she asked while analyzing the two British girls that were in the room I got assigned to.“Um this is our room” the second girl answered in a rude tone.“Ohh no the both of you can not be in this room” my mom added“And why can’t we ma’am” the first girl asked“Cos my peach is in this room and my peach cannot be found sharing a room with you guys” she added as she pointed at them
Chapter 7Peach, the nickname my mom called me. Since I was a child, I have never heard her calling me Charity, it is always: Peach, my Peach, darling Peach. I guess the name equally made her feel she had to protect me from the world. Whenever I was found derailing from the blue print she would get mad and just transfer it all on the people around. One time in middle school I made friends with a gay girl, Bennie and my mom freaked out when she found out about it. ******“Hey you disgrace to nature; you must have deceived my Peach into becoming friends with you cos Peach does not mingle with your kind” she spoke“Mom please it was my fault, I approached her”“No Peach you do not have to defend her, I know her type and I know you” *********After that day Bennie never spoke to me again and I do not blame her, I would not speak to me too if I was in her position. Gays avoided me in middle school, in fact everyone avoided me becau
Chapter 8“Fine I’ll will go”. I got ready and we left for the party, well by ready I do not actually mean that I wore sexy clothes or anything, nope It was just mu usual hoodie and jeans.“Yuck what is that, all that” Tiffany asked as she pointed at what I was putting on“I told you; you made a mistake by inviting her” Sam added as she laughed“What are you wearing, what exactly are you wearing” Tiffany continued“I don’t know clothes?” I asked sarcastically“No, no, no, certainly no” she added as Sam continued laughing“There is no way you are going with me dressed like that, I mean you look so…...” she continued as she looked at meme awkwardly“I told you already that if I was going to go to this party then I would dress the way I like and feel comfortable in and there is nothing absolutely you can say or do to make me change my mind” I said as I gave her a fake smile.“At least pull off the hoodie and find a better top” she said“Absolutely nothing” I concluded as I looked away“Fi
Chapter 9I was already used to Davis’s bullying since we were in preschool. I mean Davis had always bullied me, he would call me ugly, break my glasses, laugh at me whenever he passed me in class, throw away my food, call me goblin, drag my hair, force me to be his slave and many more and then whenever he helped me and saved me from being bullied by others he would feel like a king who just saved his people or a hero in a movie Akshay Kumar starred, you know when Akshay saves the heroine, he has this moment where he is allowed to walk in with slow Mo and then his hair is flipped by the wind, yep that kind of scene. In high school I was made to follow him anywhere he went for 2 months just because a kid named Rolley called me goblin and then hero Davis Kumar walks in a shuns him from it then tells him only he has the right to call me goblin and that if he ever hears anyone calling me a goblin he would cut his tongue out, yep a drama queen, I had skipped a lot of classes because I was
Chapter 10Davis Garraway and I have not been the best of friends all these years. We were always at each other, at school, at home and everywhere in between. Davis had always bullied me that sometimes I cried. On my 10th birthday party although I didn’t invite him, I never would, my mom invited him. The party was going smoothly, my mom invited friends and I had invited mine too, then the one and only Davis Garraway made his entrance to my party and yep he made sure his entrance was grand. You should have known what he can do, yeah I know now back to the story. His entrance was grand, the party became all about him, yeah typical Garraway. Then when the type for the presentation of gifts came, everyone gave me remarkable gifts then Davis stood and watched them, then he claimed last to present the gift. He handed his gift over to me and just when I was about to keep it in the pile where other gifts were.“Why don’t you open mine right now” Davis said out loud as the entire crowd’s atten
Chapter 11“I want a new look” I replied as she looked at me in what I would call shock of a lifetime, you know when something close to impossible happens, that look you would have, yep, yep that was the look Tiffany had.“Say what?” she asked in utter disbelief.It is not like I’m stressing or something or maybe I’m asking her to do something out of her power. It was something she enjoyed doing, dolling people up was like her thing, she was known to fix the saddest of girls and make them princesses overnight, that was her gift I would say, so I was doing her a favor actually, she was going to have another gig to do.Davis made series of comments to me these few days and I wanted him to feel shocked the next time he sees me, no, no, no, that came out wrong, I meant I wanted those that laughed at me be wowed when next they see me not like I had Davis particularly in my mind, it was general.Does getting a good life mean staying away from things that makes life interesting?I mean I d
Chapter 12“No Davis we should not be doing this, we should not be doing this Davis no” he kissed me so passionately as he looked me in the eye and I could see the smirk in his eyes.I wanted it too and although I struggled a little I finally gave in, he kissed my neck and was unhooking my bra…“Charity!!!!” Tiffany Shouted“Wake up Charity, you asked me to wake you up you mentioned something about a big test today” she continued“You usually don’t need people waking you up or did you have something strong to drink at the party?” she asked“was it a dream” I said out loud “huh” Tiffany asked as she looked puzzled “Oh, it’s nothing” I concluded as I looked away to prevent further questions.“What are you talking about?” she asked confused“Nothing, Nothing” I said as I got up“It does not seem like nothing”“I had a bad dream okay, now you better get going before you are late” I said as I tried to end the conversation.“Okay, if you say so, Sam already left earlier, there is cerea
Chapter 13Then he kissed me. Davis Garraway kissed me; he pulled me closer and ran his hands through my hair.“You have silky hair” he commended as he kissed my neck, his hands made it’s way to my waist as he held it so tight, he pulled in again as he kissed me again, this time his lips and mine were locked as his tongue explored my mouth. He placed his other hand on my laps as he caressed it and slowly went upwards towards the region the towel had covered, I was already in that mood as I could also feel his erection. His hands made it’ s way underneath the towel as he dragged me towards the bed, he left me and was attempting to pull off his clothes when I do not know why but I pushed him off of me.“What are you doing Davis?” I asked with my eyes still closed“You are making me feel things I should not feel” he responded“We shouldn’t be doing this Davis, leave this room” I said as I stood up to walk away, he brought forth his hands to drag me back and caught the towel, the towel f