Stephanie Bgc 10 Novels & Stories

After seeing the numbers displayed on the screen, Stephie closed her eyes and mumbled a prayer, then she rolled out of bed. Preparing her all black uniform for the day, Stephie laid out her black cotton shirt and black denim pants on the bed. Then she headed to the bathroom where the sunlight shining through the window and hitting the opposite wall was enough to illuminate the room. Stephie worked on taming her hair first by combing through her coils, then brushing them. Wetting the bristles of her old hairbrush under the cool running water, Stephie then brushed her hair into a slick low puff at the back of her skull.

"That one that always pronounced all his r's like 'let's go to my carrrrrrrrrrr, Sam. It is not too farrrrrrrrrr frrrrom here.'" No sooner had I finished than I broke into a chortle, with Juliette and Beckham way ahead of me; the both of them already wheezing with laughter. "I hate you, Stephanie, so much," Sam choked out between laughs of her own. Yeah, that was me - Stephanie Joseph, daughter of one of the city's biggest business tycoons, Hamilton Joseph. Standing at a height of 5'8, with full chocolatey brown hair and a face which many would consider attractive, it is a no brainer that I am pretty much what you'd call the "it" girl of Ravens High.