I woke up to the sound of something crashing in the living room. I wanted to ignore it until I realized it could be a burglar.
I grabbed the one of the heels Aunty bought for me for church wear as I gently opened the door and tiptoed to the living room.
We talked for a while, till the driver tapped on the privacy slide signifying that we were home. I decided to go to Nuel's house due to the fact that I wasn't expected home until an hour's time.According to him, his parents were hardly home. Rich people made inattentive parents, always on trips.
I walked through the school gates and to my classroom. Dropping my bag by my seat, I sat down and put my head on the table. I had a bad headache and I felt really cold, hence, the sweater I wore to school."Hey baby, what's wrong?" Nuel asked as he walked into my classroom. I was still the only student yet, I guess I came too early. It wasn't even seven am yet.
It's been over a week since I got the voice note and I gave no reply to it. I'd done a pretty amazing job at avoiding Nuel and this even gave me more closure to my friends. I also got better after self medicating on paracetamol and getting proper rest.He'd been trying to get me to talk to him, but I di
Emmanuel and I had embarked on a fresh start as planned. We were in the process of getting to know each other better, he treated me like a princess, did the most romantic things, acted like a perfect gentleman I’ll and we hadn't even had one kiss yet, I was taking it really slow.Valentine's
The D-day was here, it’s Valentine's Day, the day I'd been anxiously waiting and yearning for. I woke up feeling nervous. Nothing must go wrong.By break time, our plan was set to go into motion. I can't wait to ruin them both. I just hoped this plan wasn't too sinister.
"It's my parents, I'll get rid of them. Just hang on and don't step out baby, I love you." He said as he pecked my lips and faced the door while he took deep breaths.Hearing the word 'parents' reminded me of mine for a brief second, I pushed it to the back of my mind.
I woke up a later than my usual time, picking up my phone, 11:09am was displayed boldly on the screen.Who knew I could sleep for this long
The midterms were over and it'd been one hell of an awkward one. Junior refused to come home so he spent his midterm break at grandma's place. Speaking of grandmas, I never grew up with one, we never knew each other. I had asked my mum once and she said it in plain, emotionless words that my grandma 'didn't want to meet me'. I sighed as I pushed the thought to the back of my mind. Her loss, not mine.Occasionally bumping into Rose was the main motive behind me calling my break 'awkward'. I don't think I'd ever be able to forget what I saw.School had resumed and the ss2 students had become a shadow of themselves, they were more respectful, neat, quiet and even acted more mature. The boys prostrated lower than before when greeting teachers while girls almost grazed their knees with the floors, like they were greeting their in-laws. All for these posts.Some were even going overboard with it. Mary from science class stocked up the staff room with packs of bottled water and drinks.P