Uthman's POV        Pass         straight        dribble       go       go       go and             it's a Goal.            Wooosh, I shouted and in less than a second, I was lifted off the ground by my teammates. Wooosh, I said again, feeling excitement bubbling in my heart. That was my second goal for the match and that makes 3-0. We resumed the match and in less than 10 minutes, the referee blew the alarm and the match ended. We won again. I walked over to where I kept my phone and shirt admist loud murmurs from my teammates and the other players. I unlocked my phone and saw that the time was 7:15pm. Someone slapped me at the back and I looked back to see Muhammed, the guy

  A moment is always all it ever takes                                                           Yours Truly                             ~Jade's POV~On Saturday Morning, Zee cooked a new recipe she learned from an online course. She cooked Spag in a completely different way with green pepper, carrot and everything you could add together tomake pasta. We were the only one at home with mom. I met Zee at home when I got home from school on Friday. I don't even understand my sister anymore, she legit come home from school almost every weekend. Is she even learning like this?'Wow. This your delicacy is delicious oo. Very Very delicious.'

                               ~Jade~ "You're just getting worked up over nothing, sis. It's normal. I don't see any biggie there." I stared at Zee, mouth ajar. We were both in my room. I was exasperated from what had happened at the party and Zee just had to say this when I told her what happened.  "Wow, really? Zee, It's normal? I get that most girls are okay with that but I'm not most girls, am I? And I even told him I was not interested but he persisted."  "You told him? I thought you said you pushed him." Oh God. Now, I was beyond exasperated and the fact that I couldn't raise my voice to my satisfaction because it was very late in the night was annoying me more.  "Yeah. I pushed him. Why? Because the fool said, can I do you the honor of kissing your li

                            ~Uthman~ "Do you think Jade and Hana fought?" I asked Daniel when we got home. We were both in my room, lying down on my bed. "Why do you care? It's not like you're interested in their stuff." I turned to look at him, his gaze was fixed on a picture on his phone. He was obviously going through someone's I*******m page. He put his phone away when he caught me looking. "Stop peeking, it's not like I'm watching porn." Aah God! How did I become close to this guy in the first place? "Hana is full of surprises sha. I never thought she could raise her voice at Jade." "Desperate times call for desperate measures." "Was she desperate and how would you know that?" I asked, propping my head up with one

                          ~Jade's POV~ On days like this, I wish I had a more normal family. Don't get me wrong. I love my family. I love them so much but then, peoole say things like 'We don't know the value of what we have until we lose them or something like We are not grateful for the things we have because we see people that seems to have more things than we do. That's the phase I am right now, sitting at Hana's dinning table watching her parents eat together like they do every other day. Damn! I can count the number of time my whole family eats together on my two hands in a whole year. It was our cultural day in school, a day when all students dress in their traditional attire reflecting their cultures. We have Yoruba, Igbo, Hausa, ibiobio, Igbira, Edo and then Hana, our Korean. I had slept over at her place because her make up artist will be the one to do my makeup. I wi