Oscar On My Block Novels & Stories

Leonardo's POV When an actor wins an award as important as an Oscar, it's customary to throw a big, lavish party. Mickie is not one to ignore customs, despite the scandals that almost ruined everything. The party is full of plastic Hollywood faces. People who had unfollowed me and condemned me online after the Oscar punch are suddenly on my side. Now, their designer heels click against my marble floor as they strut around, adorned with their hypocrisy. "Leonardo, congratulations on the Oscar. The movie, Gunshot was so good. Made me cry. You really deserve this," a reality star purrs, smiling like a Cheshire cat.

With that, he turned his back and went in. Eighteen years old Oscar was scared and did not know what to do, he ran back home and tried to forget what had happened between him and his brother earlier but the memory still could not go. For some reason, each time he tried to close his eyes, his mind wandered off to what his brother was doing and the face of the innocent white blonde girl. He could not sleep, so he got up. He felt the need to do something to save both his brother and the white girl. He started thinking and the next thing he did was to call for Augustra's help. ****

The editor had already messaged her twice. Not that the messages helped. She had nothing. It wasn't that she was writing badly. She genuinely had nothing to write. Hilda held out her phone. "Today Oscar threw a huge welcome celebration for his new honorary sister. Fireworks, banners, the whole city noticed." The video showed Oscar helping Rebecca into one of the cars. Whoever had filmed it had a good eye for angles and knew exactly how to make the footage look even better. The comments below stretched on without end. [I want a brother like this, honestly.]

“Is Cameron gone?” “Yeah.” “What did he mean by ‘second in line?’” I shot her a look. “Help Rachel with her bath. Stop asking so many questions.” It was Oscar’s birthday today, and he had invited us to dinner. It would be a casual gathering. I decided to take Rachel out for breakfast and buy a gift for him at the mall. Older men were easy to gift. Ties, belts, and wallets were suitable, but I wanted something more unique. So, I thought about what Oscar would like.