DianaI waited for my aunt outside the house, praying and begging God for her to understand. I tried calling her on my way home but she must have been busy because she didn't answer, nor did she return my calls. My fear of the approaching dinner eased somewhat when I realised Flavia would not be home early enough for dinner, since it was her first time out of the house after her accident. The only person left was my aunt. Luckily, since I now had my car back, I didn't have to wait for Jane to take me home. I couldn't have gotten it at a better time because I hadn't seen her or her car around at the end of school. Penelope was so worried, wondering if we did the right thing by letting her go on her own. I was busy thinking about the disaster ahead so I didn't worry as I ought to.My body perked up when I saw her car driving down the road towards our house. I gently rubbed my sweaty palm on my faded jeans, stifling the urge to run and pick up my phone to cancel the dinner plans with M

NancyI could only thank God for closing early because my back hurt more than ever. It was my fault for taking on more than I could chew, but I needed to keep myself busy especially now that Adam was not talking to me. So, maybe I had shared information that he considered private, but I still didn't understand why he was this angry. Lord, knew I was trying to figure out what went on in his head most times. If my daughter had been alive, surely he wouldn't have turned out this way, all angry and short-tempered. I could tell something was eating him, taking his peace away. I was glad he came to me instead of going to God knows where. Everything was Alexander's fault. He had taken everything good away from me and poisoned it with the evil that was his soul. I hoped it was not too late to save my boy because he was all I had left in this world. If only he would be friends with Diana, it would change a lot. I didn't know why I was so sure, but I knew he would be better, at peace if he allo

DianaVance luckily didn't cause a scene, but he got Adam's name out of me. I released the name not because I was scared but because I knew he would get it from someone else; Adam's identity was no secret. Vance had to be the only one who didn't know anything about Adam, which was an indication that he was so removed from whatever went on around him that doesn't affect him.Immediately I told him what he wanted to know, he freed me, but not without telling me I had three days left to do what he told me to. I opened my mouth to argue that it was eight days not three, but I kept quiet when I realized it would only make him stay longer than he already had, and I didn't want that.After handling Vance, I met with Penelope and Martin in the hall as they chatted about Martin's outing yesterday for their club. Penelope's hair was packed in her usual loose pigtails. She twirled a tail absentmindedly around her forefinger as she gawked at my oblivious friend. It was ironic how Martin couldn't

DianaJane took some steps back as she watched the victorious smile on my cousin's face, her already pale face losing all the colour it had succeeded in getting some minutes before. Quickly, I rushed to my cousin and held her by the arm, dragging her out of my room while telling Jane not to follow us before slamming my door shut.Jane was too unstable right now, and I didn't want Flavia sinking her teeth and releasing poison into her already troubled soul.“You were eavesdropping.” I attacked as soon as I took her far away from my room, folding my arms under my small breast. Flavia smirked before using a hand to throw back a stray strand of her platinum blonde hair.“Like your life was of any interest to me until now.” She replied with a smug smile. I closed the distance between us, intending to prove to her that I was not afraid of her. “You didn't hear anything.” My gaze was unflinching as I tried to force my will on her. She clucked her tongue while wiggling her forefinger.“Dear

DianaAfter the crazy day I had in school, all I wanted to do was to go home and rest. I was not surprised that Vance was punished lightly, even after we reported everything that happened during lunch was his fault. The principal dared to tell us that Martin provoked Vance and that Jane was out of line for wanting to save her friend. Our argument that Martin had to be treated at the nurse's office because of the injury he sustained fell on deaf ears. After punishing Vance with detention for a week, he took Mr Scott into his office, probably to brief him on whom the chairman of the school's committee was. Jane was so angry at Martin that she kept rubbing it in his face that Flavia didn't tell him thank you even after he jumped into the fray on her behalf. I tried to get her to calm down, but she was beyond listening to reason, she just kept talking. Poor Martin looked so glum with his swollen left eye as he sat listening to her without defending himself. Immediately the closing bell r