“Oh em gee,'' I heard Rebecca’s voice exclaim from outside of my room and her footsteps coming towards my room.
I looked up from reading the novel I took from Becca’s house the other day to my door which burst open by the happy-looking Becca who had her phone in hand and a wide grin displayed on her face.
She looked up from her phone to me and her grin widened before she walked over to me.
I put a paperclip on the page I was on and closed the book to face her. I stood up from my dressing table, took her hand in mine, and led her to my bed so we could sit and gist.
“This one that you are jumping like this, what’s supping?” I asked when we sat crisscrossed and faced each other.
“Remember the photoshoot I told you about?” she asked and I nod in acknowledgment.
“Well, I remember telling you that we can't do it in the meantime due to an emergency that came up'' I nod again, encouraging her to continue.
“Eat up kiddo, we don't have all day,” said Del. He was eating while going through a paper he brought from his pocket while Org went to get more drinks and food. He got us a box of pizza, yogurt for me, and beer for them both. I picked the toppings because of my distaste for pepperoni pizza and cheese. That was why he suggested Org should go get more food so I don't starve. I flinched a bit because of the pain in my right shoulder from the fall last time. Org is such a rough human, even when I tried escaping from Del he didn't roughly push me as Org did. He doesn't seem to care if I am harmed or anything more reason why I prefer Del around meinstead. Always saying I need my strength and I mustn’tbe malnourished. I don't get why he says that all the time. Most kidnap stories I heard are worse than what I am experiencing at the moment. Some end up dying, most with injuries and a malnourished look but I don't get why he needs
“Badoo” I heard someone say when I walked by on my way to my classroom. I turned to see one of my seniors gave me a thumbs up and a wink before disappearing to a corner.I shook my head at that and continued walking towards my classroom. Just as I want to enter I felt a firm grip on my arm and was pulled to a hard chest. The owner of the hand turned me around so we faced each other.I looked up and saw it was Chris again and tried to release my arm from his grip but he didn't bulge.“How are you doing?” he asked and I raised one of my eyebrows at him in a questioning manner.“Uh?” I asked.“I just asked how are you?” he asked again and I just looked at him with a look of surpris
“I know what happened yesterday” Leo spoke up as we made our way outside the school to our squad waiting for us. I looked up at him with a little furrow on my brows then back to the floor feeling embarrassed. I honestly didn't expect to lose my temper that easily. I am not easily angered but when I am, oh my. It would be bad, so bad. Although scratch-slapping Angela was funny and deserving to her after much bullying I had endured from her but I still feel bad and need to apologize. Even though she will hate me the more or will start a worse round of bullying, I still feel bad. When we were taken to the principal's office I bowed my head in shame for what I did. The principal didn't punish me though due to the fact that Angela constantly bugs me and hasn't learned from her previous suspension that is caused by bul
“So you actually want me to believe there is nothing going on between you and Leo?” Becca asked me. We were in her room preparing what we needed to bring with us for the shoot since it would be taking the whole day. I told Mum about the day we were having it and she said we should be home before evening. “No,” I answered, without taking a look at her. “Really? Do you think I didn't notice all the secret looks you both stole at each other when the other wasn't looking? The blush at whatever he whispered in your ear? And you want me to believe you?” “Well, yeah.” I turned from packing our duffle bag to look at her “There is actually nothing going on between us” I shrugged and went into her walk-in closet to pick some more shirts since I forgot some of my things when I
I felt my heart beat faster when he fell face down with a thud.My hand with the bottle up in the air, my eyes wide opened scared to see the about 6’ foot man i just got unconscious. My heart rate went faster than usual and my hands were shaking rapidly.I looked down at him and bent to check he wasn't dead, which I pray he isn't. I am so young GOD, i can't be a murderer. I used my foot to push out some of the broken pieces of the glass and bent to his unconscious level.I placed the bottle on the floor and touched his face to feel if his temperature dropped. He was quite warm and I wasn't satisfied with that so I put my index finger under his nose and felt his warm breath.I breathed out the air I didn't know I was holding and placed my palm on my chest.
It was a two-hour hell of a ride with Dapo constantly running his mouth about things I and Becca couldn't care less about. How can someone talk so much? How?We didn't even ask him anything, he just kept going on and on and on and on. GOD let this stop.I and Rebecca exchanged looks once in a while as he kept talking.She told me that was how he had been going on and on and on while I was asleep and I totally felt for her by giving her a comforting look.“Does he talk this much while I am not here? Because if he is doing this to get my attention, it is not working at all.”“I really don't understand him. I know for a fact that he talks but not too much but it is quite tolerable” she answered me.
“Hey, good afternoon” Becca greets the lady at the reception table and she responds with a smile.“Good afternoon, what can I do for you please?”“Err, we are here for a shoot that has been organized by D’lace palace. Can you please guide us to where they are located?”“Oh yeah, I was informed, please hold on” she picked up the telephone and typed something on the monitor in front of her.As she did that I looked around the medium-sized reception that had a gold, cream, and brown theme. Two medium-size flower vases were at the two sides of the door leading to the reception.There is a dark brown table at the other end of the reception desk with what I assume to be so
“This is funnnn” I squealed and spun around in an oversized cream-colored robe I saw in the closet before collapsing on the bed stretching my hand out.The room we picked was a bit larger and fancier than the guy's own, I was happy it was ensuite so we had a bathroom to ourselves and they had one to themselves.There was a king-sized bed that was in the middle of the room, a floor to ceiling window, two bedside tables at both sides of the bed, a small table that had a small basket of prop fruits on top of it which was opposite the bed and a cream-colored couch leaning against the wall.There were some life-sized paintings on the wall, the largest was above the headboard. It was a painting of an ancient woman hugging herself and wearing a black scarf that barely cover her body.Latest chapter