Brenda GThe cold morning breeze nipped my skin, triggering goosebumps that swam all over my exposed flesh. I drew the shawl against my semi-naked body, in an attempt to generate some heat and hopefully snuff out the cold.The golden specks of the rising sun bathed my skin, replacing the cold with warmth. A smile curved on my lips as I watched the yellow ball of energy emerge beyond the horizon, splashing its rays on the azure ocean waters. It was the most magnificent view.We arrived at a beach house which was one of Jake's private properties. He mentioned it would be a good idea to lay low for a while together with my father and I agreed.Fresh morning air seeped through my nose, gushing into my lungs as I took a deep breath. Melodious chirps of birds and insects caressed my ears, soothing my soul.For a moment I was able to forget about the painful truth. That I was an adopted child whose biological mother died at childbirth and whose father was unknown. Did my father even know abo
Brenda GSomething is wrong.I reached out to the glass of water beside the meal I had been busy pretending to be eating. Something in the food was not going well with my stomach. I could feel a gush of nausea churning down in my belly.I drank some water that pushed it down. I needed to focus and not ruin my composure at a royal dinner where everyone was busy enjoying the meal. I was the eye of the dinner, everyone kept glimpsing at me as though trying to see what I had to attract a royal prince.Beside me, Jake was busy devouring his meal, his one hand was gently rubbing my thigh while he used the free one to eat. I felt secure with him, he managed to ease my nerves ever since we arrived.Everyone was nice, I met Jake's mother who was average in height, beautiful, and always with a smile on her lips. The moment we arrived, she took me from Jake and toured me around the palace as she introduced me to other royal family members. Her husband was a straightforward person, I saw Jake in
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 _________ "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