RachelCrack!Something crashed on the floor and then, we all look towards the place the sound came from.My great grandmother was standing there with a look of shock on her face and the plate she was holding was the one that caused the noise. The whole hall was in a pandemonium.We were panicking and everybody was shocked. It was like everything wasn't real. The males of the family that was present rushed to Grandpa Theo as my great grandmother stared at them blankly.Everyone looked at Grandmother Rua as she stood there in shock. The males of the family grabbed my great grandfather and cleaned his stained face.The women wasn't idle.Rosette brought her phone out and dialed a number."Hello, doctor. Father collapsed!" She said in panic.She kept stealing glances at Grandpa Theo."Where are you? You have to take him to a clean and noiseless environment. The most probable thing that could have caused his collapse is an heart issue." The doctor advised."Okay, doctor. Please, come righ
RachelThe alarm screeched with alarming ferocity before I stretched out my hand to keep it quiet.The sunlight seeping through the light blue curtains highlighted the sparse decorations adorning the room. There wasn't any hint of a feminine color at all.I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Today was going to be a good day because I and my brother are going to visit his best friend.My brother, Norman had a best friend since his college years. I, my brother and his best friend, Chase had always been together because as far as I could remember, I had always been Norman's handbag. With me detesting feminine things and embracing things the society called masculine, I was practically with my brother and his clique.I cleaned up before wearing jean trousers and a red t-shirt that made my green eyes pop.I ran my hand through my short hair that hung around my head in ruffling curls. I felt keeping longer hair is very troublesome.Taking care of my short hair is more relaxing. I didn
RachelI knew the moment Chase entered the hall. The atmosphere changed, it became charged with some sort of undercurrent that sizzled.Subconsciously, I raised my head up to meet Chase' deep gaze. His eyes scanned me up and down thoroughly that for a moment, I felt naked.Chase moved his gaze to Norman before sitting down on the chair facing I and my brother.I watched Chase as he and Norman talked. I did not join them.Previously, I was wondering if Chase had changed and now I had my answer.The boyish features that made him the acclaimed ice prince of our college gave way to deeper and mature ones that oozed sensuality.His grey eyes seemed to have darkened a little when he observed me but their color returned to normal swiftly so I did not know what he thought of my present appearance.Chase looked like he had faced trials and that he overcame them. He seemed successful and I wondered if I had the capability to stand by his side.Without any regard for whether I was a worthy fit f
RachelI almost wanted to strangle Norman in my mounting fury. Although I did not tell him of my crush on his friend and with our sibling relationship, he could ask that question, it didn't stop me from getting mad at him.I couldn't help but wonder if there was a person dumber than my brother. He was infuriating!He knew no tact at all.I could feel the burn of Chase's fiery gaze on me the moment my stupid brother finished his alarming sentence.I coughed awkwardly, "Haha, Greg is just a friend."A tech company outsourced me from the freelance market and Greg was one of their in-house technicians. I and Greg clicked as friends but it seemed my stupid brother thought something else might be going on.If I couldn't come to the company, Greg comes over to my house at times.I felt like digging my way underground.Here I was, trying to get a man into my honey trap while my brother opted for the option of scaring the man away.I shifted nearer to my brother before giving him a fierce pinc
RachelAfter my mother caught me snooping around on the internet for seduction techniques, she did not make any more moves. What she left was just her words about her teaching me the right way to seduce and get a man. I was burning with intense anticipation and the day seemed to move slower than it should but I persevered to the next day. I was ready to bombard my mother now. I felt like I had given her enough time to prepare her teaching materials and whatnot. I habitually checked my phone and I saw that there was message on my school group chat. We had all graduated but the chat hadn't been disbanded and someone would occasionally share something. Now, the class monitor of our set of students had posted a message about a school gathering for our group. I dismissed it. I walked past my brother's room habitually. The door wasn't locked. I poked my head in to see Norman on his computer. He was playing games. Normally, I would hang out with him and join him in his games. I loved
RachelI decided to focus more on her protecting action instead of the cringy nickname that dropped from her lips.My mouth twitched a little and I stumped the urge to argue about that nickname. This was not the time. We have an enemy to face off with.There should not be infighting within allies.At least, I used those words to console myself or I would have gotten my mother to change the nickname immediately.What in the world was baby chick? Who would give their child that kind of nickname?What happened to sweetie, darling and other similar endearments?She had not called me that nickname for years and I have forgotten about it.She just had to bring it up again."Oh! It is Mrs Micheals." Julie said but there was no hint of respect in her tone.I had to curb the urge to run forward to smack her head."We touched this dress first." My mother began.Julie rolled her eyes.It seemed she did not want to keep her barely veiled disrespect under her superficial layer of respect anymore.
RachelImmediately we reached our house, it was time for choosing how the outfits and clothes would be arranged in my closet.We spent tiring hours arranging the clothes and before we knew it, the time that had been decided for the school reunion was close.My mother knew that this was my first time doing something like this so she planned to start slowly. She wanted me to be steady in my improvement.She did not want to throw me into the expert level glam. She wanted me to start with the basics.I never knew that categorizing how and where my clothes should go was this exhausting.After going back and forth between the outfits that caught her eyes, my mother finally settled on the beautiful red dress that was decorated with sequins.I knew she chose this dress with malicious intentions. She had not given up on teaching Julie a lesson.After freshening up, I had to sit down for minutes. My mother said she was going to do a bare makeup but I still had to sit for hours for something tha
RachelI quieted down and silence reigned in the car.My phone's blaring ringtone shattered the silence to pieces.I took a glance at the screen and saw that it was Ryan Jenkins, the class monitor of our group of students.Back in our time of schooling, there was only one class monitor for all departments but nowadays, there are separate class monitors for each departments.Ryan was the only class monitor we have.He was an handsome hunk and I was friends with him. Our friendship started with a chance encounter.That fateful day, I dropped a slip of paper while I was hurrying to the library to cram for the exams. I had read before the exams began but I still had to do last minute cramming. Those few moments of cramming does wonders in the exam.He tapped my shoulder but I was absentminded and the next thing I did was to go into a defensive stance.It was awkward when I found out that he was just trying to help me. I released my hold on him and I treated him to a coffee outing.Our fri