Novel & Cerita Noelle Silva

"What the hell is leaf boy and is she calling me that? she must be insane, such a beauty to be insane. who are you and what are you doing in my house naked I asked her again and she ignored me and tried touching me again and I moved back. "Who sent you here to seduce me you S**t" I said and she frowned. "why are you still calling me s**t again? you keep calling me s**t all the time, I have told you that my name is Melissa and not s**t, Perhaps I might look like your s**t girl but I am not her" she said and I find myself chuckling. "Are you insane? I asked her and she glared at me getting angry "I just told you now that I am not your insane and your s**t that my name is Melissa; can't you hea

I breath out. They all stay silent. I see a look of recognition flash through Cristian's eyes. I cock my head in confusion. He catches my gaze and right as he's about to say something, a larger, older woman came over to us. "Hi I'm Sylvia, I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get for you?" She greets us happily.

Selina pleaded "Selina, calm down. I'll not report you to anybody, you shouldn't be scared of me and feel free to air your views. And my name is not my lady's is Amira . I want you to be free to tell me anything, and I hope I could also tell you anything too and it'll be safe with you." Amira asked. "Yes my lady.. I'm sorry Ami .. Ami..ra" Selina said. "So tell me what you mean by your last words" Amira questioned

Then she slipped her hands out of the short sleeve. Geegee and Nina shared a look then turned their eyes to Wes. Who was completely hypnotised by Lucille as she undressed. Not blinking for a second. Geegee bit her lower lip to keep from smiling, Nina laughed silently. Very well aware of Wes' supposed subtle feelings for Lucille. "So. Anything interesting happen?" Nina asked. Breaking the silence that had taken over and snapping Wes from his trance.

The reporter stepped onto the stage and took the microphone from the host's hand. "Dr. Rivers, I'll answer your question shortly." She turned to face the audience. "Hello everyone, I'm Tara Mitchell, a reporter and one of the organizers of this event. Next, we'll be playing a message left by our body donor." The large screen on stage began to display footage. In the video, I sat on a beach, looking toward the camera. "Hello everyone, I'm Julian Rivers. I love sunshine, the sky, and the ocean, so as you can see, isn't the sea behind me beautiful? Actually, I wanted to visit the beach with my parents for a vacation.

Casey quickly played along "Wow,your mom is really a good fashionista" A girl said and Casey smiled "And she's the best chef in the world" Alex said 🗣 Whooaaa "She tells the best bedtime stories too" Casey said 🗣 Wowww!! "She's very beautiful and her hair is so long" Alex said 🗣 Awwwwwnnn "She's like an Angel" Casey grinned "Are you even saying the truth??" Noelle asked "Do you want a proof or what?" Casey asked

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning. " ok Samira scored 13 from Alexis, 15 from branny, 12 from xandra and finally 10 from dreams which gave her the sum of 50 in total......... a round of applause for her" the m.c said and the students clapped their hands, while some others who hates Samira never bothered about clapping their hands. " and our beloved Nicki, scored 20 form Alexis, 20 from branny, 19 from xandra and lastly 15 from dream which gave her the total sum of 74" the m.c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming.

It was some minutes past 6pm. Caitlyn Hugh was dragging her tired feet back home after a long day at work. As she walked along the lonely road, she looked back at intervals, hoping for a cab to appear. Although she was very much aware that cabs do not ply that road, Caitlyn prayed for a miracle. She took out her phone from the small bag she hung on her shoulder and connected her headset to the device. She was going to click play on her favourite music, but the sound of a car honking halted her.

I was no longer anyone's shadow. I was myself, Elara Wilder.