The news about Charleston breaking up with Lucy Martinez was made known to everyone, but nobody knew the reasons behind the breakup, which Charles wanted it to be kept secreted. Parties, and unusual celebrations was held by every girl to celebrate Charleston's breakup, and they knew from any moment that the prince charming will be looking for a woman to marry since the presidential election will be held in two months. Probably, Charles had his countdown.
About Charleston's graduation day, specifically wealthy people received an invitation. Some girls were misfortune because their life wasn't known much of fame but it was of second-rate; and to invite such girls wasn't luck.
It was an early fresh morning, where the sun greeted the sky with its smile. Louisa sat on a bleacher, stretching her legs. Nadia and Bella joined her.
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Sheila had by no means thought she would be raided by such an unexpected quantity of money in her whole life. Being charged to pay £625 was a nightmare, and what seemed to reign in her was to find a way to escape this dilemma, but how will she do that? She took a glance towards the exit, but there are two suave men footing at the entrance as if they were conducting the eatery; there were twosome dining at the corner of the entrance, they would only seemed to be interrupted from their passionate moment just to watch Sheila been chased. And there were passers-by; anyone could try to hold her down for pilfering. She had to think of another option. "Miss Sheila, the payment needs to be made as soon as possible. You're paying on cheque, cash or swiping?" Dennis asked serenely. Sheila's jaw had reached to the ground. Why in hell didn't this man notice she wasn't an elite, but a Proletarian? But, she knew she was in trouble, hell trouble. First, she had to find a way to escape this nightmar
Parkfields overflowed with all breed of persons that not one could fathom how affluent they appeared to be. Boulevards were restricted; shopping parades, espresso bars, and city restaurants throughout Parkfields were shut down in the honour of every elite graduating. The ballroom was then occupied by every young beautiful women and men by 6 p.m. There was a soft music in the background, playing a 1930s classical song titled 'J'attendrai' by Rina Ketty. Hundreds of gentlemen dressed up in tuxedos and women in luxurious and inexquiste dresses from high society were seated around tables adorned with golden platters, having polite conversations, drinking and mirthful laughter from every corner filled the room . In the upper room, Charles sat on a chaise, wearing a well-fitting blue water tux jacket with a freshly white pressed shirt, a bow tie and polished black shoes. Standing beside him in navy blue tux, was Jackson. "This looks to me like a nuptial and it is as if I am waiting on
CHAPTER 1 “Are you looking for someone Mr Spielberg?” A lanky slim man asked, carrying few books in his hands. CharlesSpielberg shruggedhis shoulder, andtookoutapaper giving it to the man. “Iamhere tomeet someone--an old looking man,” hesaid. The lankymanconstrainedinto a bellylaugh, taking thepaperfrom Charles withhis freehand.“I will callhimrightaway.” He walkedaway, andenteredintothe castle. Charlesheaved
Blinking her eyelids, her sight came clearer and clearer until she met the cracks in a spiderweb patterns hanging in the ceiling with missing shingles. The girl groaned. "No, no!" She cried, her face screwed up as of she wanted to cry. "No!" She kicked her legs aimlessly in the air. "I made it clear to you to wake up before 'leven," a male voice resounded. "Because you tend to have imaginative thoughts at sunrise." Sheila got up straighter from the tattered bed, her face contorted in frustration. Her ginger medium hair disheveled and shadowing her shaggy ginger brows. Crossing her arms over her chest, she tugged her hair away from her face. "I dreamt of a certain servant 'bout to give me a crown," Sheila said. Michael Lovatta rais
"I don't think we'll be permitted in 'er library again," Sheila said, as they were on a walk to the main street. "Then I'll be in search of another library, or we can try the library at the campus." "Ye want to get me into trouble, I see." Louisa laughed. As they strolled down the busied sideways, billboards and city screens were standing over six stories tall, attracting the attention of the pedestrians approaching. Sheila was smitten by a good-looking man displayed on one of the billboards. The man on the displaywasdressed in a black tuxedo,his dark coffee hair styledin a pompadour fade, and his kissablelips curled up into a rich smile. "Who's tha
Blazing sun shone through the Blue Castle College building, no clouds but a clear blue sky. Charles was staring in front of the chalk board. When he heard an audible whispering his ears, he whipped his head towards an open window of the class. White and blue butterflies fleeted into the air, and standing a mile away from the window was a girl in a white robe. Charles narrowed his eyes, when he blinked, the girl disappeared and he found himself staring at a girl in class, her name was Yolanda. Thinking Charles was staring at her the whole time, she smiled, her cheeks turning into shades of red from blushing. Realising this, Charles turned his focus back to the chalkboard. Did he have a dream of the redhead girl with open eyes? How was that even possible? He chuckled to himself.
“Should I leaveyou here, sir?” asked asherolledtoastopbythe Holypark.“Yes, it's here.”“Isit nota bitcrowded?”“Don'tworryaboutthat, I'll manage.” Charlessighed.Halesbert climbedout ofthecar,and opened thecar door for Charles.Charlestonhoppedout, wearinghis brownparka,andpullinghis hoodie over his tousled dark coffeehair.Thesensationof awindyairhitting on his face calme
The next hour of that early evening, Sheila strolled from Northforth to Greenfalls, heading to Kateworm library. She wore a plain wear and tear sweater dress, with thigh-high socks, and black ballet flats. She's wearing a brown newsboy hat over her ginger hair.Last night, she couldn't sleep, her mind was filled with thoughts about the book. She has to get that book today or never, she told herself. Looking at the cream sky, she knew it was getting late. She quickened her pace, the library was closing at half five.After what seemed five minutes of trolling, she saw three young girls coming out of the library laughing loud, as they grasped onto borrowed books. As soon as they left her sight, she pushed open the heavy wooden door. Ms Kate was placing books back into their respected shelves. Sheila took a glance at Ms Kate's black chocola