I couldn't help blinking continuously as camera lights flashed in my eyes, turning my pupils dilated. We were stood in a photo booth, Ashley and I taking our final pictures of prom. Our last prom ever, so we had to make the best of it. Ashley's hair slapped my face countless times as she turned from side to side, trying to get the best position. Her arms were wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me closer while our cheeks kissed. "Smile" She muttered in clenched teeth. I did as told, switching poses and then relaxing as soon as we were done with all of the pictures. Taking the strip of pictures, along with some prom stickers and then turning to Ashley. "Let's go have the time of our lives" She squealed at me. Nodding and smiling in agreement, I eagerly followed while being pulled by her firm hands. We came to prom as each other's dates, hence, decided sticking by, till it was over. Grabbing a cup of drink from a table, Ashley placed two straws in and then held it out for me t
"Students, ladies and gentlemen I welcome you all to this ceremony aimed to honor not just ourstudents, but everyone present here. Today calls for the celebration of our Kids, teachers and school as a whole. Watching our students grow, mentally and physically has made me so proud of the leaders they're becoming. It's an honor to be the one leading these students in saying goodbye to this incredible school. It is not the end, but the start of another journey. To our students, the future awaits you. Go for it, never be scared of doing what you want, grab a hold of the passion, it's an entry into discovering your self and achieving your dreams" My eyes lingered on the lady dressed in red and white, famously known around school as the principal. The long paper which she held in her hands, didn't seem to have an end to it, as she went on and on about the leaving students. My mind immediately blocked every thing and everyone out, thinking of what was to become of me after all of this, w
We arrived England a week after Cameron made the announcement to me. Trust me when I say this, I was more than thrilled being here with him. It meant a lot to me that he chose to bring me over to his home country. More than that, he made plans for us to visit his Grandparents, quite scary, yet exciting. "Babe?" I heard his voice behind me as we both got down from the cab, our gazes, peering at the old-fashioned building belonging to his grandparents mounted in front of us. The building was spectacular, not to forget strange-looking. So different from the dozen of houses we passed through while getting here. The gardens surrounding it remained green and bright, and the front yard of the house appeared beautiful, despite the building looking like it was built in the eighties. Cameron's arm snaked through my waist, gently pushing open the small gate, leading to the building. The rusty gates made a squeaky noise, getting me to flinch instantly at the sudden sound. Hurrying up besid
"And that was the last time we visited England. After almost having my leg chopped off by Grandpa's farm tractor" Cameron said to me. I chuckled loudly, swinging my head back as I gained much interest in the tales he was telling.We were laid together in bed, in one of the guest rooms of Gran and Papa Williams, discussing about Cameron's childhood, and how he usually visited the Farm with his Granddad, not until an accident occurred one day, that almost tore his leg off him. "I love him a lot. He's taught me so much" He said to me, while staring at the ceiling. "Now enough of me. Tell me about your childhood" He beckoned. "There isn't much" I said to him. "Babe?" He called softly.He sat up in bed immediately, pulling me with him, and then making me sit facing him. "I wanna hear the little you've got to tell" He uttered, while stroking my hair. A sigh escaped my lips as I stared into his eyes. Where do I begin? I thought to myself. His eyes were still focused on me, asking me
I woke up to the sound of a moving tractor polluting the environment with its noise, followed by the hoarse voice of Grandpa Williams yelling Cameron's name. It sounded like they were both having fun working some instruments out the yard. Not for once did I realize that Cameron had a close bond with his grandparents, not until our arrival in England. He loved them a lot, I must admit. The love he showed was beautiful, much more beautiful to me. My attention was immediately brought to the loud ringing of Cameron's phone, rested by the headboard of the bed. Taking the pillows out, I grabbed the phone, answering the call and placing the phone to my ears. The sound of Mrs Williams voice yelling at Cameron about things I couldn't decipher got me shook. "Why on earth would you go to England without the approval of your father and I?" I heard her say. I had no idea what to say, hence, I remained silent. "Cameron?!" She called."Uh........Good morning, Mrs Williams" I finally uttered
"How long have you and Cameron been together?" Gran Williams asked me. We were together in the kitchen clearing the dishes and cleaning up the room, after having a mouth-pleasing breakfast. "A few months now" I said to her. She smiled at my response, placing the dishes where they ought to be. Moving to the other side of the room, she began. "I haven't known him to take interest in a girl as much as he does you" "Tell me sweetie, what are your charms?" She chuckled. I flashed a smile at her, grabbing some plates and taking them over to the other side. "Don't get your dress wet, Nia" She called out. Her figure soon drew nearer, taking the plates away from me, while tapping my shoulders lightly. With a soft sigh escaping her lips and wrinkled eyes staring at me, she began. "You're a beautiful girl, Nia. And I hope your heart is just as beautiful as you are" "Cameron's taking in much interest in you. Him bringing you here justifies that........ I can tell he loves you. And I b
Holding the long sheet in my hands, following the directions which I was given, I moved over to the halls which my dorm room rested in. Moving through the halls with my luggage held in hands, I peered at the numbers written on each door, trying to locate the room I was in. 1201, I finally located it, easing the stress and pain I had gone through for minutes of moving through corners going into halls, searching. I pulled my luggage with me, moving closer to the door, and pushing it open as I drew near. I heard a shriek from someone, and looking up to see it was, my jaw dropped. Stood there, was Arabella, a luggage on the other bed, while she unpacked her things. "Nia!" She called immediately, running over to hug me with a smile on her face. "Please tell me, you're my roommate" She begged. I nodded at her, pulling her in once more for a hug. "Thank God!" She breathed. "Was scared they would make me room in with a weirdo" She uttered. "What are you doing here?" I asked her, fe
Holding the long sheet in my hands, following the directions which I was given, I moved over to the halls which my dorm room rested in. Moving through the halls with my luggage held in hands, I peered at the numbers on written each door, trying to locate the room I was in. 1201, I finally located it, easing the stress and pain I hand gone through for minutes of moving through corners going into halls, searching. I pulled my luggage with me, moving closer to the door, and pushing it open as I drew near. I heard a shriek from someone, and looking up to see it was, my jaw dropped. Stood there, was Arabella, a luggage on the other bed, while she unpacked her things. "Nia!" She called immediately, running over to hug me with a smile on her face. "Please tell me, you're my roommate" She begged. I nodded at her, pulling her in once more for a hug. "Thank God!" She breathed. "Was scared they would make me room in with a weirdo" She uttered. "What are you doing here?" I asked her, f