Its midnight and I wake up to the thump, thump, thump sound on my window.
Aware of who it is, I take the covers off me, wear my fluffy flip-flops, and then make my way towards my window.
I raise my binders off, and then slide open my window to the lanky giro taking her hoodie off. Her face twists into a huge frown.
"Jesus, Beth. What the freaking fudgenuts hell. Don't tell me you are sleeping by this time of the night." Emily exclaims, taking her earphones off her ears. Smacking gum loudly in the mouth. "The others are waiting for you. That's why I was sent to come and get you in the first place."
We've been friends since my family moved in here. She's fourteen, in grade ten, and tall like me. And acts like the elder between us two.
"Sorry, I forgot. Yesterday was a long day. I was battling with-"
She waves her hand away, to dismiss whatever explanation I had to spil
Listen to Give Your Heart A Break by Demi Lovato. Beth His honey brown eyes are so big and beautiful that one can get lost from staring at them too much. He has a nose that looks like it has been broken one too many times, and a hard unforgiving mouth. Plus he's wearing a black hoodie. So I can't see if he's bald on has hair. He is sitting quietly at a corner, and seem to have his eyes fixated on me the whole time. As he raise his band aid clad fingers up to take a drag out of his cigarette. I take a hard dry gulp as he puffs out the curly white smoke of the cigarette, because my insides were suddenly on fire. I didn't feel cold anymore, despite that I have Stephen's jacket around me. I want to know who is this male who has a quiet mystery surrounding him. He isn't even involved in the party ongoing. He's farther away from Stephen and the rest of the adults. And he se
This makes me halt on my tracks, and I turn to face him. "What did you just say?" I ask him, dangerously low. Clenching my fists that I can hear the cracking sounds coming from them. I can feel my body invigorating for war, that I'm shaking more than I intend to. "Did you just open that trashy mouth of yours, and call me a bitch?" I inquire, taking steps slowly and steadily towards him. "Emily, you have to tell your friend to take a chill pill and relax. She's acting really immature. For one who's sixteen with the yummy boobs." Stephen yells towards Emily, who is already standing on her full height, looking really unsettled as she fidgets with her hands. Because she didn't expect any of this to happen. "Shut up, you shameless raccoon of a cousin brother." She growls at Stephen. And Stephen shuts his flap, before scratching the back of his head in an awkward manner. It's still unbeliev
Writer's POVAs a kid, Bethany was one shy girl, who because of being overweight, chose to be antisocial. She knew she could never blend in because kids always laughed at her, and called her fat and ugly. To the extent of bullying her. She was fair, round and thick. With thighs like that of woman. She lived with her maternal Grandpa, Rufus Timilayemi, and Tunde Timilayemi who was her uncle, and six years ahead of her. She lived with them because her mom, who had given birth to her at a very tender age, was studying medicine, a seven years course at the University. And her dad was studying marine engineering in Philippines.So, she lived with her Grandpa and uncle. With her mom coming from time to time, to check up on her, and her dad FaceTiming with her once in a while. Her dad's name was Eliakim Franklin Osaze. He wasn't her biological father, but had stayed with her mom while she was still in her mom's stomach. He took care of her, until she finally gave birth to Betha
Writer's POVBeth recalled all that just happened. It was music class, and it was her turn to sing. She had even worn her best dress to school on that day, and had tried to aww the class, because her uncle and grandpa had pointed out that she had a very nice voice for singing. They had really complimented her dress that morning, telling her how beautiful she was. And she had believed them. Only to arrive at school, at get laughed at by her classmates. Worse, her voice was being mocked, and she was being thrown food, by these classmates. Something her teacher couldn't put to stop. Rather she let it all happened to her. Despite it was really wrong. And she wasn't supposed to be treated like that.The world was cruel. She thought.Because she had wanted to fit in, wanted to be liked by all. But she had made a big fool of herself, by assuming she was going to get praised for singing perfectly. Because she got laughed at. Insul
Writer's POVAge 15Beth merged into the crowd of students who were heading to their supposed classes, her backpack slung over her shoulder, as she ate out from the candy on her hand, and began advancing towards her locker. Feeling good to be at school again, after the long vacation of three months. She had a feeling that school was going to be great.It was the first day of her senior year. And her last year of school. Beth could feel her smile huge on her face. Because she would move out Lagos, so she could start her dream tertiary institute. She couldn't wait to get over with senior year to already. But Maths was giving her a hard time. She hoped she could get a C in the West African Examination Council, so she could get to go to her dream institution. Because Maths was giving her a hard time. Despite being taught countless of times, and having her dad get her a private Maths tutor, Beth was still so bad at it. It
Writers POVAt this point, Beth was heartbroken, but not to stupor. She had felt Pete would say something to make her feel better, because he had always been nice to her.Little did she know she was going to be insulted the way no one had ever insulted her. That her world was going to crumple even more, with his words. His tone had seem calm and collected, his voice was still childish at that time, because they were still kids. Both nine years of age, with she three months ahead of him.Being fat wasn't her fault. She had been a kid. And was still very innocent. Had so much love inside of her, and wanted to be liked by all.She had loved food, and was told at home that she could eat as much as she wanted. Her parents had told her she was beautiful the way she was, even her uncle Tunde and grandpa. And she had believed this, until she was being bullied by her classmates at school, for being fat. They had bullied her bo
Writer's POVBeth on the other hand was extremely uncomfortable, she acted bold and smart, but with him behind her back, she couldn't think straight. She still had a crush on him, despite how he had hurt her. But she knew there was no way, she was going to have anything to do with him. He was the boy who had rejected her. And having been she hadn't moved out to change, nothing would have changed. She would have been the fat, ugly, unloved girl who no one wanted. The girl who got rejected by him. She knew all of these, that was why she chose to leave.She stared up at the sky, and saw that the cloud was getting dark and gloomy. Something which was a sign that it was going to rain again. And that meant he was going to be fast with whatever he had to say, so he could get back into the house to be with his parents and siblings.Maybe he didn't feel the same way for her. She thought, then finally raised her head up
Writer's POV"Just stop. Stop okay? You pushed me away, six years ago." Beth reminded Pete, with her heart pounding with full force in her chest. She couldn't believe he just said he was inlove with her. And she didn't know why she she felt excited, relieved and disappointed all together.She had longed for this six years ago. Her eleven years old self, had wanted him to tell her this. She knew she would have been over excited on that day, if he had told her he loved her. But it had to take six years, with she getting rejected by him, nights that were spent crying, starving and vomiting, and then gaining confidence, having the perfect body, and then moving back, it had taken all of these for him to realize that he loved her. And then he had summoned up the courage to tell her.What if she hadn't left? She wondered. What if she had gone to school on that Monday, after getting rejected by him on the Saturday evening. She felt things wouldn't have changed. She felt