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Pretty brown eyes;
a deceptive smirk;
and a bold presence that could not be ignored. ~ Amberdorn.
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Loveth was particularly chatty and quite friendly. She had also witnessed the incident that happened that morning and wanted Isabelle to know how much she respected her for her actions.
“I am SO happy I'm no longer the only one who sees the truth in this school,” Loveth had said as they exited the bathroom.
They had escorted Isabelle there, and as much as Isabelle liked the new friends, she wasn't so sure she shared their idea of bravery.
“But... What if I get into trouble for
¶¶ In a room wherepeople unanimously maintaina conspiracy of silence,one word of truthsounds like a pistol shot. ~ Czeslaw Milosz¶¶The school's hall was crowded with students at every corner, all waiting for the orientation to begin. Extracurricular activities that Thursday afternoon had been scheduled for an orientation, specially for the new students. Turns out all these had been announced by the principal that morning, but Isabelle had heard none of it as she was focused on dulling the snide comments from the students. No matter the angle she looked at it, it still made no sense that Olabisi and her friend wanted to beat her up for slapping Joel. She had, after all, stood up for the girl. But as it turns out, the two upheld Joel's self-esteem than theirs.“Let's sit here,” Emily said, snapping Isabelle out of her thoughts.The seat Emily had picked was at the back of the hall, and Isabelle wondered how she'd see the speakers at the front of the hall.“Isn't this too far?”
¶¶There is a waywhich seems rightto man,but its endis the wayto death.~ Proverbs 14 vs 12¶¶Martin's car came to a stop and Emily bid the girls (Jessica and Grace) goodbye before getting in.School ended a few minutes ago and Isabelle had been in a haste to get home. Emily understood she was scared to face Joel and his friends after what she did, but what Isabelle didn't know was that they didn't care. Though it came as a shock, every one of one them approved of what Isabelle did. But her friend wouldn't believe so and even denied Emily the chance to convince her.The car picked up speed as Emily cleared her throat.
Martin held the door open for Emily as they walked out the diner, and she rewarded him with a smile, her phone interrupting with its unexpected ringing."Fuck," she muttered when she saw who was calling (her aunt) and repeated the cuss word when she saw the time.It was already a few minutes past five."What is it?" Martin asked."Nothing. I've got to go. Duty calls." She shook her phone at him."Okay. But why don't I take you home?"Emily grimaced. Since her aunt was already calling, she had a feeling the woman was almost home. Even if she wasn't, Emily still had to go pick her cousins.Surely, there was no denying Mercy
¶¶For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved. ~ Romans 10 vs 13¶¶Few minutes past midnight and Isabelle still couldn't sleep. She wanted to, but thoughts invaded her mind to the point she could only toss and turn in her bed. It wasn't just about the dreaded picture of a future with a step-mom, but also about the conversation with the school's counsellor. He had said not to think too much about it, but everyone knows that wasn't how the heart was wired; don't worry only made it freak out!After that gi
They say man wasn't born wicked. Instead, man taught man to be wicked. And this saying was actually true.Bankole, Martin, Joel, Jessica, Opeoluwa and Grace: all six of them hadn't been born this way. They didn't use to be kids who derived pleasure in other people's sufferings, weaknesses or flaws. They used to be nice kids. That was until they realized how cruel the human race could be.For Bankole, it all started with his mom leaving. His peers begun teasing him, saying no female would ever love him, since his own mom couldn't.And Martin: his poor background was no news to anyone who knew his foster family. To his peers and many others, he was an abomination parading himself as Prince charming.Always being compared to her older brother by her parents made Jessica an object of ridicule among her peers.The clumsy nerd that used to be Opeoluwa caused her to be pushe
It was obvious from the way Mma's eyes widened that Isabelle's refusal was unexpected and considered abhorrent.“What did you just say?”Of course, it was as easy as collecting the bag from Mma. But no more could Isabelle pretend all was well. When the truth was, she was dying inside.A couple of sighs later, Isabelle said, “My dad says I should treat you as a guest, but how would you feel if another woman came into your own home and tried to steal your own dad from your family?”Mma's immediate response was a shocking strike across Isabelle's left cheek.“How dare you?” Mma shouted.Isabelle h
¶¶Depression is a monsterThat destroys both heart and soul.It tortures without mercyAnd consumes its victim whole...~ Pat A. Fleming¶¶"Is it going to hurt?""You're a virgin?" His question was one out of sheer shock, and Emily immediately shook her head in reply. "Sure?"She nodded, and a big smile appeared on his face. He tightened his grip around her waist, nibbling on her neck with an aroused moan."You'll be gentle, right?"He had looked her in the eye with a form of seriousness she couldn't explain, and then, slowly, he smiled. "Of course.”Could he s
¶¶Don't waste your life trying to impress others.~ Anonymous¶¶The church service was longer than expected, and Emily blamed it on the naming ceremony. Although, she didn't complain much, because the youth there were worth her coming. She liked their vibe and went with the flow. More importantly, they helped clear her mind of any thought regarding Martin.By the end of the service, Emily had collected and given out her number to a dozen number of people.“Emily, I've been looking for you!” One girl ran out of the church to meet her by the right end of the entrance. Emily couldn't remember the girl's name, but played along by plastering a smile on her face. She concluded that if the girl had made a solid impression, she wouldn't have had a hard time remembering her name.“I wanted us to take some selfies,” the girl told her, and she agreed. They were taking pictures, when a masculine voice boomed a greeting from behind them.“Jide, what do you want now?” The girl asked in her scra