¶¶You never said I'm leaving,You never said goodbye,You were gone before I knew it.And only God knew why...~ Author unknown (source: google)¶¶“Your shirt.” Isabelle pointed at the stain her wet hair and tears had left on Joel's PE shirt. Joel frowned. “Yeah.”“I'm sorry.”“It's... It's okay,” he said.They both decided to go to the washroom — each to their gender-based section — to clean up and change their clothes.When they were done, they returned to their classroom, where Isabelle was greeted with a lot of snide comments and booing. “Here comes the bitch!” One girl shouted.“All hail the queen of bitch-Ville,” another girl said and the whole class laughed. “You guys should shut up,” one boy at the back got up to say. “Y'all are just jea

Isabelle's life was governed by two major principles, which are: doing the right thing and getting it right.She had thought she had done the right thing by letting Bankole carry her away, but it had been the exact opposite. She hadn't even done it right.She had done the right thing by meddling in Loveth's business, but she hadn't done it right.Exposing Kelechi was the right thing to do, but she hadn't done it right.She had also done the right thing by wanting to go to the best school in Lagos, but hadn't even done that one right.“Honey! We're going!” Her mom called from the other side of the door.Isabelle rolled from staring at the ceiling with her teary eyes to her left side to hide her face and behave l

“I'm not,” Joel had replied Isabelle.He kept his gaze ahead as he continued. “I'm not any different from my friends and I tell myself that every day. The fact that I had no hand in all they did doesn't excuse the fact that I knew and kept my mouth shut. If I can say sorry over and over again to those who have suffered at our hands, I would. “Until now, I didn't realize how bad my silence had been. I used to think as long as I wasn't involved, my sins were less. But as time led on, I realized I had played a bigger role in everything.“Hearing Loveth talk about what we had done to Tope... It, it made me sad and I want to apologize. I want to let her know I didn't mean for any of those things to happen to her, but I don't think she'll listen. She must be too hurt to want to even see my face.”There were no words to make this better, to make him feel better. His silence was his mistake, his sin and it was great. If only he had spoken up, Tope might still be a scholarship student. She wou

¶¶Tears, tears go away.Why must you come back almost every day?You remind me of my pain.You remind me of my past...~ Stephany Manfull (Tears, tears go away)¶¶Loveth was from a good Muslim home. Her father had taught her to do good to others; to prove to the world that not every one of them saw the worse in others or yearned to eliminate others of diverse faith.Every religion had people who upheld their belief than the Almighty, but Loveth's father taught her not to be like these people. He counselled her and would proudly say he had done a good job alone.Sadly, Loveth believed she had trampled on his teachings and ruined his reputation.When she was ten, her mom abandoned her and her two younger siblings (a boy and a girl) with her dad. The plan had been to g

“Loveth? Loveth!” Jemina shouted at the phone and then turned to the others. “Oh my goodness. What should we do?”They had heard Loveth yawn and then mumble something. Then, the call had ended, causing them to panic even more.“We should, uh, we should...”Isabelle was panicking too much that she didn't know what to do or say.Before she could gather her thoughts, Joel began running toward the house.“Isabelle!” Jemina yelled.Her heart was beating fast as she was unable to move her legs. Loveth was clearly in danger, and she was hesitating, why?“Isabelle!”She finally broke out of her trance to see Jemina had taken off her glasses and was crying.