The Bad Boy's Obsession

Brenda G __________ In the seventeen years of my existence, I could finally theorise my longtime hypothesis that black lightning or even our superhero flash, had got nothing on me. You might think I was just bluffing or maybe drunk in stupidity but I had just run from my house, which was miles away, to catch up with Gg, my ultimate best buddy, who was a giant camel. But I failed. Heavy pants escaped my lips as my fatigued lungs threatened to collapse. My heart was beating in a magnitude that dared to rupture my chest cavity to shreds. If that actually happened I might have probably begged God to let me replace my runaway heart with a rock. Seriously, a cardiac malfunction has become rampant these days, I was just trying to not fall into that hole. Bending over as I rested my hands on my knees, I tried to catch my breath and steady the rate of my deafening heartbeats. It seemed to be beating a hundred times per minute instead of the normal pace which is seventy-two. After feeling

Brenda G __________ "If midnight finds you in that goddamn party, just find a place to stay!" My mother's words echoed in my head as I arrived at Sydney's place. She was not approving the party but as my father said, I needed to make friends and interact with the people I was gonna be schooling with. I was clad in a knee-length, white cotton dress that hugged my slim figure impeccably. The dress was decent, except for the part where it exposed a whisper of my breast cleavage. I had to wrap a scarf around my neck region to hide my exposed flesh. My feet were adorned with low-heeled silver ankle boots. It was around 6 pm and the music blaring from the stereo was enough to awaken Egyptian mummies from their place of rest. The windows and everything else that was in close proximity were vibrating in response to the tormenting beats of the song. A short runty lady, whom I assumed to be the help, ushered me into the bungalow. Knowing the reason for my arrival, she escorted me to the

Brenda G_______Monday found me in a new school.That morning as soon as I walked into the noisy classroom, silence reigned in the room. Not even a single sound could be heard again, except maybe the noise made by my nervous breaths.The whole class had turned to face me and I felt like I was some Alien inventing the world.Maybe they were staring at my attire. I knew that I shouldn't have put on a ridiculous pair of shorts, it literally made my hips and butt look shrunken."Brenda, just take a deep breath and walk over to any empty desk."I mentally calmed myself and strolled nervously to a desk that unfortunately was somewhere at the back of the classroom. I could feel their gazes burning through various parts of my body.Some were on my face, others on my chest which was packed by the way, and most of the gazes were fixated on my behinds. Especially the boy's gazes.It was one of those moments when I wished that I didn't have a small butt. What were they thinking when they saw how

Jake William____ "I love you." My girlfriend, Harriet whispered.Her slim face was cupped in my large hands and our foreheads were in contact. Her strawberry cologne engulfed my nasal cavity as my lips found hers.Roughly, my lips explored her needy ones as she tugged onto the locks of hair at the base of my neck. Her back was pressed on the locker and her curvy body caged by my own. Her perky breasts collided with my toned chest as we made out, savagely."Tell me it will never happen again" I whispered as I gazed down at her, I loved her and all I wanted from her was to stay out of trouble, or else the media was gonna publish every single thing she does. I had to do everything to keep her out of social media because everything she did was monitored by the paparazzi."Never." She breathlessly declared moments after we broke off from another kiss. Her big eyes stared into mine and a smile curved at her cherry red lips.Harriet and I had been dating for a while now. Despite everyone k

Brenda G___ The day expired without another hullabaloo in school. I would have been joyful about it but then I was back home. The living hell. I knew that I needed to get used to the harsh reality. No matter how difficult it seemed.I wished I could run away from everything, maybe to an island where I would be alone. Seeing mum around was reminding me that I was a pathetic daughter to her. It wounded me every second. The lesion was fresh, one that uncertainly would heal.I was woken from my peaceful nap by the sound of a car engine going off. I knew my parents had just arrived from work, or wherever they were because I couldn't understand them anymore.I was lying on my stomach. It was how I loved to sleep, even as a kid. It was also an easy way to sleep with shoes on. I hadn't done anything since I arrived from school.My limbs felt like a sledgehammer had whacked them because they were throbbing in affliction.Propping my elbows on the bed, I felt something cold underneath the cov