Kimberly's POV
"Er, Annabelle, no offense this isn't much of a plan." I was scared beyond measure and the plan she came up with wasn't even a plan on its own. I mean, how does going to look for the writer of that article sound like a plan?
"We aren't supposed to make an elaborate arrangement. That would only confirm whatever shit they have said and have left to say," she said. "Just trust me."
She didn't know that she was asking a lot by that. I had betrayed people and treated them like dirt. I didn't even have the energy to trust myself.
She held my hand from across the table. "You'll be fine. Now, let's get out of here."
We went downstairs. Let me rephrase that. She basically dragged me downstairs. I was just too scared to go with her. What would people think of me? Would they believe what Annabelle had to say? Of course, some of them would continue to bully me but would they ever forg
Anna's POVWhy do some adults act like absolute idiots? Why do they find it fun to abuse their power and authority as adults? I could not fathom the answers to these questions of mine no matter how I tried. And here, I thought my parents were bad enough.I sat in the car, looking out the window and enjoying the scenery. I might have hated the United States but I had to hand it to them, they sure did no how to preserve nature. The people's lawns were always trimmed to perfection and the parks looked really nice."We aren't going straight home, Annabelle," Dex said, interrupting my thoughts. I pitied the poor guy. There I was claiming to be his friend when I hardly ever spoke to him. I had been a little withdrawn but he and Kathy took the brunt of it all. I really needed to make things up to them."Okay. Where are we going then?" I asked."Your mom said I should bring you to her office."
Basha Siromani's POV
Basha Siromani's POVJasmine, an young redheaded Asian lady who happened to be Riley's personal assistant stood before us. She had a distinct look of disappointment on her face which definitely worried me. If she read a wrong meaning into the situation, she was likely to tell my wife and that would end us in a big ditch."Good afternoon, sir," Jasmine said in a cold manner and not in her usual cheerful yet professional manner."Well, what is it you want here? Can't you see we are busy?" the African-American woman said."I can't see what's making you busy," I quickly said, giving her the coldest expression I had, an expression I had not used in a very long time."Jasmine," I said, facing the young lady, "where is my wife?" I made sure to lay emphasis on the word 'wife'."She is currently in the conference room, sir," was the reply. "I actually
Anna's POVSitting there in the study, listening to my father's tale was something I hadn't really done in a while. Deep down, I wanted to celebrate this but the situation on ground was too serious for me to do that.I knew that African American woman was up to something. It was written all over her face the first time I saw her in the house. Listening to dad's story was quite disheartening though. There he was, being accused of cheating by a wife he adored with his whole heart.In as much as I always tried to remove myself from their marriage matters, I knew what my dad was capable of. The only thing he knew was that petrol he was dealing and nothing else. He was literally oblivious to anything that did not concern work and to some extent, my mom. That was why I was determined to help him.It seemed like he was at the verge of tears, even. "So your mother is now mad at me because of what her w
Third person’s POV“Today, we will be having a pop quiz before the actual class begins,” said the strange teacher the minute he stepped into the classroom.“Good morning, sir,” the class rep said “please don’t be offended, but may we know who you are?”“Does that matter?” the man asked.“Yes sir, it does,” replied Chelsea, the class rep.“Well, my name is Leonard Lamberts and I’m your new Physics teacher,” he said with the creepiest of smiles on his face.The students continued to look in at this weird six foot tall man. He was a lanky brunette with a face so red it seemed like he was slapped all over; his neck was long as that of a giraffe. The black clothes he wore were body hugging clothes so they emphasized his thin frame. His face was already reason enough to laugh, then coupled
Anna carried her boxes into the gigantic building her parents said was going to be their new home. She didn't like the situation one bit but there was nothing she could do. She sat in the living room waiting for her parents. Though she was told that she could take a room of her choice, she still preferred having her parents, most especially her mother pick a room for her. Her parents finally ended their conversation with the agent and came into the living room to see her sitting on one of the couches. ″Anna, what are you doing here?″ her father, Basha Siromani asked her. ″I was waiting for you and Mom to come show me to my new room,″ she replied. ″You didn't have to do that,″ her mother, Riley Siromani said as she took her hand. They led her up the stairs to the first floor. Although Anna had been used to the life of the rich, she couldn't help but marvel at the decoration and size of the first floor. That floor had its own living room, kitchen and also housed ten rooms. T
Annabelle opened her eyes but couldn't find the energy to get out of bed. After laying in her bed for a while, she finally sat up and got out. She stretched for a few minutes then went to her wardrobe to get her training suit. After putting it on, she went to a corner of her room to begin her morning workout. She stretched again and began. After about an hour of doing squats, pushups and eventually her jump rope, she was finally done. She first rolled the jump rope and put it on the cabinet. Then she took her soap, shampoo and towel to the bathroom. After taking off her clothes and putting them in the wash basket, she walked into the bathroom and had a quick shower. When she was done with her shower, Anna walked into her room with her towel wrapped around her. She did her skincare routine and chose an outfit for the day. It was Saturday and she didn't plan to go outside so she chose something simple: a pink blouse on a short black skirt then wore her puffy black slippers. She c
Monday came all too soon. Anna didn't want to get out of bed but that was out of the question. She grudgingly got up and did her morning workout. Then she had her bath, did her skin care routine and put on her uniform. The uniform was a sky blue shirt with a purple collar on a purple shirt. She wore a pair of white socks and completed it with black sneakers. She then pulled her hair into the usual ponytail and took her school bag. She had packed her bag the night before so she just threw it over her shoulder after putting her phone in it, wore her glasses and che