Brenda G
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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 like I had gotten enough air in my lungs, I figured it wasn't time to dilly dally. I needed to resume my search for Gg.
Now, what could motivate your pet to decide to run out on you? Don't even say maltreatment cause Gg was the only pet I know that got a special treat in everything.
I had not made a step when a roaring gush of tornado sabotaged me. I swiftly covered my eyes with my sweaty palms to shield eyes from the sandy grains transported in the swirling wind. It was as if Pharaoh was about to use me as a sacrifice to the sun goddess so that the love of his life, Nefertiti, could rise from the dead.
When the wind cleared, I decided to trace the camel downtown to the stream. My instincts assured me he must have headed there to have a drink as a normal animal would.
Gg and I had discovered the stream and even though it was written 'Private Property' I never came across a security guard watching over the property.
"Gg!"I shouted his name as I stumbled over rocks.
I probably looked like an escapee of a mental institution. There was a hundred percent chance that my hair had absorbed all the dust and my face was greased with sweat.
As I approached the stream, I spotted camel's footprints which led to a sigh of relief dashing from my mouth. I scanned around and spotted him resting by the stream looking very relaxed.
"Oh, I see Gg!" I sassed and sat beside him on the green grass, "So this is what has become of our relationship? You abandoned me in the middle of nowhere and ran off, leaving me at the mercy of a tornado!" I lamented to the animal who, by the way, didn't bother to look at me once. All he did was wag his short tail to confirm he was indeed listening. He had probably consumed fifty litres of water because when he does that, his mobility becomes limited.
"Well, don't ever run out on me again. For heaven's sake! I thought you got lost" I reprimanded even though there was a slim chance that he gave two fucks about my lectures.
You might be wondering who keeps a camel as a pet, well I did. It never occurred to me that Gg was the closest thing to me until we moved.
Our family loved moving from one place to another and I hated it. Our first move was from California to Sweden, which I thought was probably enough but after three years, we moved again to Denmark.
I loved it in Denmark, made lots of friends and made the place home. Having stayed there for my young teenage life, my family moved again to Britain, a country I had no idea how I was gonna survive.
Even though two months had flown by, I was still in denial that I had to make new friends and adapt to a new lifestyle. It seemed difficult but I knew that I needed to get used to the harsh reality.
I was yet to join the new school so I had not met any person to make a friend with, but the summer vacation was almost over, meaning I was to go to a new school and try to overcome the 'new student syndrome'
Lying on my back, I relaxed on the grassy terrain as the scorching midday sun-kissed my visage, awakening my sweat pores which instantly commenced exuding perspiration. I blinked my eyes shut to shield them from the tormenting rays of the blinding sun.
A wave of breeze from the stream caressed my visage, soothing my scorched skin. A smile tugged at my lips at the relaxing feeling that swam over me. I plucked a blade of grass and commenced chewing on it, leisurely.
The temperatures were accelerating with each passing second and I felt like my body was going to melt any time soon. The roasting heat from the tropical sun compelled me to go for a swim.
In a swift motion, I stripped off my garments, remaining only in my briefs. I thrust into the gently flowing stream of water with a splash and dived under its surface. The cool liquid massaged my tensed muscles, ridding my sore body of sweat and dirt. My head shot up to the surface, to draw some air.
Gg, who was resting by the stream, got all excited upon witnessing my recreational activities. He snorted playfully on my moist face.
"Ewww, " I grimaced and quickly rinsed my face with cool stream water.
A feeling of relaxation ran over my senses, pushing me to dive under the water for a few more seconds. Also, I intended to determine how long I could hold my breath underwater just like my dad taught me before I became an expert swimmer.
No sooner had I dived under, than I felt a strong grip around my waist. I felt my body being yanked out of the stream by an anonymous persona. My eyes were blinded by water hence I couldn't open them yet. The confusion got the better of me about someone being present at the stream since I hadn't seen anyone around the locale.
Oh no, could it be a rapist? Or an abductor? What if it's a psycho serial killer?
Endless questions taunted my brain as the mysterious figure ferried my drenched being from the water.
My legs landed on the dry ground and almost immediately, my eyes shot open. A large hand was surveying my visage, sweeping off the sticky strands of hair from my face. Perhaps, to get a better view of me.
"Suicide is not a solution, dammit!!" He yelled and I froze
Brenda G _________ "Suicide is not a solution, dammit!" A deep masculine voice that invoked a shiver from me, yelled. It was authoritative and so manly. "Are you stupid? You wanted to drown yourself to death!?" the mystery guy added. No moron! I wasn't! Ever heard of diving? That's what I was up to before you swooped in like some godforsaken superhero and ruined it for me. I inwardly lamented. It was at that moment that my eyes got a better view of my supposed saviour. His ebony locks of hair were resting lazily on his forehead and obscuring one of his eyes, making it a bit difficult to recognize his facial features. He was kind of hot, I admit, but hot or not, he ruined my swimming and if there's one thing I hated was someone meddling in my business. My heart which was racing began to slow its pace as anger overtook my senses. I threw an infuriated glare at the intruder, dived back into the stream and swam away towards the other side of the stream where Gg was busy watching
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 ________ Silence floated in the room. Sydney had finally managed to grab some sleep after getting her first aid on the painful cut she received. Her birthday had turned into her worst nightmare after receiving a deep cut on her forehead. The cut resulted from a glass bottle which was smashed on her head by her sister, Harriet. The reason for the attack was that Sydney was getting so close to Harriet's boyfriend, a drama that I didn't gather so many details on. With the help of Sydney's friends, we took care of the situation and we let her take a rest. Upon glancing at my phone watch, my eyes nearly bulged from shock. It was fifteen minutes to midnight. "If Midnight finds you out, just find a place to stay!" My mother's words danced in my head. "I think her nanny will take care of the rest, we should be heading home," Cara, one of Sydney's friends whispered. She read my mind. She was slightly shorter, probably 5'0 in height. She had dirty blonde hair which was profes
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
Brenda G____ I knew there was a mistake with my existence, and that was well confirmed by the current situation I was in.I was schooling in the same college with Royal people?I was so stupid not to recognize the princess who sat next to me in that class. No, I was dumb enough not to recognise Prince Jake William all this time. Who doesn't know him?But I never liked him even before we moved to Britain, I only used to see his photos on my Denmark friend's phone, because she was obsessed with him.I was fucked for real.Dulcie, I mean Princess Dulcie, was my deskmate. Okay, Prince Jake William, the son to the next in line after Queen Eleanor, meaning he was the next in line after his father, and I slapped him.No!That afternoon I was heading home from school after a long day that made me want to run away. I needed to talk to my parents since there seemed to be something amiss with me being in an international college that the Royal family attended.As I was approaching the bus stop
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____ "Hey?" Princess Dulcie called me before I dashed out of the class. The literature class was over and I wanted to be the first to leave before the prince coward could plan to ambush me for slapping him. "Do you wanna join us at our table for lunch?" She genuinely asked."Oh…" I looked around briefly. Everyone was getting ready to go for lunch, including the Prince who was always seated on a seat directly across from our desk. "...I had plans with someone else." I returned the politeness.She nodded, "that's okay then. See you in our last class." She smiled and I returned it.Dulcie was sweet and calm. She had been making efforts to be friends with me but her being a royal princess and a cousin to prince coward, felt wrong. I felt like I needed to keep a safe distance."Sure," I mumbled, then fixed my backpack on my shoulder and decided to leave.My life had turned into a living hell. No joy came with it. I kept thinking about mum and Lance, and how they easily ruined me.
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