Being a teenager dealing with struggles bigger than you is not easy, especially in the case of Temiloluwa. Always irritated disturbed by the GIANT head boy of her school, Temi intended to stay away from him. But what happens when the so called head boy, wont leave her alone even for a second. Timilehin had always been cute for how long she could remember, but that was all, as she never allowed herself to dwell on him or anyone so as not to allow her darkness consume them. But what happens when it seemed like this cute, tall, handsome headboy seemed to have taken voice lessons? What happens when he starts opening the door in which she had closed to everyone? What happens when his voice alone raises unwanted goosebumps? What happens when innocent brushes of his hands on her thighs brings out the heat she didn’t know she had in her?Would she still be able to keep him away or would she be the one to chase?
Lihat lebih banyak"Actually, it's my daughter going in and I would be the one waiting outside." My mothers voice coolly interrupted the nurse and I felt a deep sadness well up in me.It was abnormal. It was not a normal thing to have a young teenager seeing a therapist in the African continent, especially a Nigerian country and the feeling I had always tried to swallow of how different I was, was of no help at that moment.
We were to go home for a short break of a week before resuming back for the other exam, NECO. The weather turned disastrous as the shy darkened and the breeze increased simultaneously.I got up from the designated hard well furnished wood chair linked together with a locker. It was tome, examination over. Time to finally take a short breathe and sleep for hours.
"Knock, knock." Timi helped himself in after I was done struggling with laying the bed."Aren't you like meant to actually knock rather than saying it?" I rolled my eyes at him as I moved back dodging his hands that tried to push me to him."Well duh, I did something and why are you avoiding me?" he questio
Alone in the empty common room, my mind was far from being peaceful even with the TV playing at the far end of the large common room. Plastic chairs were scattered around the place, that it could be mistaken for a party. The different notebooks of lazy students lay hopelessly on the tiled ground and I shook my head involuntarily.sigh, some students.
While hanging out with Kora yesterday, who come to think of it, I spend more time with than before, she had asked me a particular question, and I had been moon struck."Are you really her friend?"
At least I prevented the raining shouts and arguments that would have transpired between me and my mom but still, the distaste of Mondays was one thing I could never get rid off. I sometimes wonder why Monday to Friday was five days but Friday to Monday is a whole different story, short, too short that all I could think of is when next it would be Friday again. It was Monday only and I already felt the same.The classroom was filled with stylus students, normal nerds wearing glasses and flaring uniforms, positioned at various ends of the class(majorly the front roll). They each had at l
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