I know people that'll bet on anything to stop meI don't know if anything can stop me.√√√Monday 12: 39pm."It's appalling to hear that a student of this prestigious institution would engage in such absurd crime as to stealing. This doesn't speak well of this student and it beats the prestige of this school whose name is at stake due to this absurdity. Miss Yara,do you have any thing to say for yourself ?""I didn't steal." was her simple reply.She was seated in the center of the school's disciplinary committee who had a long mahogany table round the vast pristine office environment, her mother sat at the extreme of the table, watching grimly at her daughter who had her arms clenched tightly in between her school skirts.Mrs Meyers frowned, "you picked pocketed alot of things from the party, things you knew were worth a lot of money. It's stealing also, Ms Williams.""I didn't even attend the party. I was home." she argued, keeping her tone leveled."And how about who's in this vide
Anywhere wheneverApart but still together•••It was outrageously dumb. Posing as popstars to sneak away from school was a dumb idea, and they knew that it was. But they weren't going to risk another method like feigning illness.Besides, why ask more for what you really don't desire. Especially since she knew about his terminal illness, It'd seem heartless and absolutely mean to use it to her advantage.And she couldn't help imagine her subconscious applauding her for being considerate for the first time in so many a year.Jumping out of the school fence was absolutely stupid and cowardly and she knew she was never known to be such a puss. Besides, alot of things could go wrong with jumping the fence like; them having to sprain an ankle or in worst cases, getting a concussion. classic popstars should look classic.And then, there comes the option of obtaining a permit card which was also totally unreasonable because there weren't any substantial ground and reasons why the school au
ain't just prayin' for no reasonI give thanks for the days, for the hoursAnd another way, another life breathin'^^^Stale smell of drugs, disinfectants and illness— this was what the hospital smelt like. Horrible. Like death.And he didn't feel scared.Nurses on scrubs and doctors with their coats and sethestcope hanging on their neck filled the hallway, walking frantically about. There was the emergency whirling sound causing everyone else to instinctively clear the way for a stretcher carrying an almost dying woman into an emergency ward.The hospital was vast. And the oncologist department was like a vast world of its own with different wards having different individuals. Some had a bunch of kids smiling at a board and a lady who had a book that looked like a children story sat in their midst also talking and smiling while, another ward had grown-ups all circled around, sitting and talking and laughing at intervals. The support group for cancerous patients. He was never interes
We were runnin' onto something And we didn't say forever but it's all we wanted You were so in love with simple things√√√"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another edition of celebrity shots and here on this show, we have the one and only most gorgeous and outstanding teenage celebrity as our guest today...." The host kept talking and talking. She was an hour glass shaped lady with small eyes that twinkled at each sentence she spoke. One could tell that she loved her job. "Let's welcome, Miss April Waje...." she trailed off, disrupted by the thunderous cheers erupting from the crowd holding their phones up and some with placards that read; 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥🥺❤️🤩✨April beamed into the crowd, the massive crowd of people gathered here as her fans.It was overwhelming. Her stardom had always been overwhelming except that she thought to take a break and she was determined to. "Hello April.” the host greeted as April sat majestically on a queen sized couch, legs cross
If you see the girl I used to becould you tell her that I'd like to find her••••Awe struck. That was the most suitable word to describe her ogling at him while he changed from his uniforms to a vintage tee which she brought from God knows where. She insisted he wore it together with a fancy goldchain and eyeglasses which totally made him look like a ridiculous pop star artist—a fashion he'd worry about later.Right now, his worry was that she was gawking at him like that. Like an open piece of delicious looking meatballs. It made him feel awkward."Oh my fuckin' elves!" She finally exclaimed, raking her eyes around his bare torso."Look at those abs! And six packs! And those muscles! How can all those abs fit into that slender frame of yours?! " she was exclaiming dramatically now making him roll his eyes trying to bite back a grin.Elves? Couldn't there be any less monstrous creatures she could use? "You should tone down abit though. We're in the middle of a serious crime alert.
☁️𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒔.-𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔☁️_Toby Adewale james-thompson•••She turned the pages of her book. Honey paired eyes staring blankly at blurry letters on blue ink and white lines. She twirled the pen around her fingers continuously, letting her brain turn torpsy-turvy filled with thoughts of Toby who had literally asked her to date him to which she obviously refused despite her turning into a jumble of emotions around him, doing things she least expected of herself > like having a break down in front of him and all other things that was all so un-Yara ish.He was like a ticking time bomb and could blow up anytime. He knew so well why she would turn him down and she knew that he knew.Heck! It was always as though he could see right through her. Like he could see she was scared of whatever the future held for them bot
★Love brings you flowers and builds you coffins, and far too often, we end up falling to our demise.★★Sarah had fallen asleep.She had woken up for sometime with a start, lips trembling, cheerless puffy eyes darting across the ward in fear-in search of Toby, she heaved a deep sigh when she saw him propped up on this bed, gazing at her, mumbled incoherently about not wanting to ever lose him, cried for awhile and then fell asleep again.It was miserable. So disconsolated and sad.She was the first friend he ever had when he came down to Nigeria. Lively aura, big brown bright eyes and lively chirpy tone—she never stopped talking with those mellifluous voice of hers and teasing him continuously when she wished.Right now, he wished she'll just do something like tease him like she always did or talk his ears off. Just anything except her profusely sobbing. She looked so sullen and bleak. It made him ache. It made his heart bleed with sadness. "How did you two become friends?" Yara
♠I'm going down And you have watched me drown♠★"April, I am tired of this disrespectful and stupid, stubborn attitude of yours. So, you'll go back there, apologize to your director and do everything as perfect as it can ever be. Do you hear me?!" April winced, sticking her index into her ears in irritation. Her mum's voice was distressing to listen to coupled with how she had been hounding her for the past few minutes. She had obviously seen her terrible acting and the movie director admonishing her with a frown. "Fine alright! I've heard you and I'll try." she caved in a bit taken aback at herself for not throwing mean words at her mum. Her mum scoffed, " I don't want you trying. Just do what you're perfect in doing." She rolled her eyes back in resentment but it wasn't over yet. Mrs Waje still had the grand announcement to make and that surely would have been her sole reason for walking up to April and chiding her in her usual ear piercing strident tone. "You also have an