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Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛, 𝑖𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑢𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛..𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑦𝑒 𝑎𝑦𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚~~ 𝑖𝑣𝑦� ��𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠

Pardon my asking but I noticed that you're always thinking of something," Nate clarified. Cela didn't know how to react upon knowing that there's someone who actually notices what she's doing. "You are right. My mind always wanders. I have a thing for writing and sometimes scenarios play in my head naturally," she explained. "That's amazing! Where are these stories? Will I be able to read anything that you wrote?" Nate asked. Cela was flattered. Her sweet smile came out naturally. "Believe it or not, I haven't written anything yet. It's all here," she said while pointing to her head. "Oh, you have to put that in writing. Don't let it stay there. You have to share it," he said.

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

"As this brute just said, my name is Scarlet Relezea. I'm a second year from the fashion department." "Ah, I'm Black Vera." I replied. "I'm a second year from the arts department." "You're new here, aren't you?" "Yes." "I knew it. No old student would ever even think about being friends with this wild monkey. I feel so sorry for you, you poor soul." "If I'm a monkey, then you're a gorilla." Crimson passively commented. "Ignoring this useless brute, can you tell me why you need clothes?" "Ah, we're performing at the club recruitment, but I didn't know we had to bring an extra pair of clothes." I replied.

Why wasn’t she surprised that it was Astridah that came first? “Tell you what?” Natasha asked, desperately avoiding her colleague’s gossiping antenna. “That you are the CEO’s secret girlfriend!” Astridah was excited at the prospect of collecting content for her gossip channel. “And…and you have his child! OMG.” “This is a place of work Astridah,” Natasha cautioned her big eared friend. “I have no reason to talk about my personal life here…and obviously Tu…I mean, Mr Mulenga had no business bringing my…our son here. You should go back to your desk now. I think there’s a pile of scripts there waiting to be edited.”

Nafisa cautioned. "I am on my way to your house" "Okay, I am waiting. Till then" She hanged up the call and cooked fried rice and chicken as the main dish , chocolate cake for dessert. She watched as the clock ticked away wondering what her husband is still doing out. The door bell rang for the fifth time before she summoned the courage to open it up. The door stood Khadija and her son fawaz. She felt a pang of worry in heart, married for two years without a child has been her problem, She loves babies but they couldn't make them, she only thought the problem was from her.