Eighteen Again Novels & Stories

Bisola began to laugh unnecessarily. The previous Eight day was the best day of her entire life, because everything about her life changed completely during the past Eight day, her life took a total turned from just an Orphan to someone who found Love, and also about to became an Entrepreneur. Bisola smiled again and looked up in the air.

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That message read: ​ “XI•VIII•MCMXCVIII = 11 Aug 1998” ​ It was her birthday. ​ THE END

My cousin is too judgmental. "Oh no! That's why I'm so wrapped up." I answered here. I turned my gaze and saw August sitting on the beach chair and just looking at the sea and the islands. Sometimes I don't understand her because there are times when this girl is not in the mood. I looked at Cayden who was looking at August now. I grinned at what I saw. Well, there is an improvement! Cayden the great is looking at August? What's happening? Is he starting to fall again? Well, it's destiny, the real August died, but he was replaced by someone whose behavior was the opposite. Lost memory, fell again. It's really hard to fight fate. They started as enemies, they can't even get close because they

Anita said. August shrugged her shoulders and said, “ I really don’t care what others say about me because it can’t get to me. I just don’t like conversing with people a lot. For me talking to my sisters is better than exchanging fake smiles and talking to anyone”. “I really love your reasoning “. Kate said. “Of course you should”. August said proudly. “Narcissistic “. Jenny and Lisa said in chorus. Jenny remembered something , so she stared at August with a teasing smile and said, “Judging from your natural behaviors, you are still a virgin”.

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That was the only part of essay writing she scored higher in than Janet. Speaking of Janet, she just loved hearing about all the adventures she had encountered with over the weekend, to her best friend, sex wasn't a big deal. From final year boys in university to the SS3 boys she called lame, she did them all. Na smalls, she would grin, before quoting her signature sentence, 'Being 18 has its perks'.

“The same thing that Amy experienced. When did that happen?” “I was around fifteen years old,” I answered. “I haven’t met Castiel and Ferry at that time but I had a lot of friends back then. I am quite famous in our school because I always ace our exams and got placed at rank one all over our grade.” He pulled me out of the elevator when it reached the designated floor where our suite was located. And he only let go of my hand after we entered our room. “Then, what happened?”

the elderly lady said. Vanessa was only in her late twenties, but the lady still looked old enough to be her grandmother—the older lady had scrawny neck, wispy grey hair that danced freely with the air circulating the church and bony fingers. Vanessa bowed her head with respect. “Yes, sorry.” She cancelled the call again and swiped her screen to the text message. Then she sent this text to Amber: “Hey, what’s up? I’m in church. Please text.”

“My eighteenth birthday falls on a Friday.” “Hell yeah!” Cheryl offered her cousin a fist bump. “I feel like we’re missing something.” JD told his brother who agreed. “The princess clubs go out for eighteenth birthdays.” Reese explained vaguely. “To the male cabaret!” the two cousins said simultaneously before they both began laughing. “And the twenty-first.” Neo grinned. “Thirtieth. Fortieth. Any excuse they can find-eth.” “My eighteenth, the older princesses got so drunk that I had to drive them home.”