Novels by Sammeeha

I had been in Generosasis for two months now, and this was a long time for one to stop being a stranger. Ace and I hadn't spoken since the last fight between Heather and me. Did I feel a type of way? Yes. The silence between us felt like a chasm, and every time I saw him in the hallway, I felt a pang of regret. It was as if we were two planets in orbit, drawn together yet destined to remain apart. "Deborah, you okay?" Seb asked, pulling me from my thoughts as we walked through the school courtyard. His voice was warm, a stark contrast to the coldness I felt from Ace. Seb had been my anchor in this new environment, always ready with a friendly smile or a word of encouragement. "Yeah, just... thinking," I replied, glancing toward Ace, who was standing with a group of friends, chatting away as if I didn't exist. But what caught my attention was how different he seemed. I felt a pang of confusion. He was standing with a group of friends, laughing and smiling as if he didn't have a car

I returned to the classroom as the break was already over. It would be too soon to start skipping classes, and I couldn’t afford to do that. My mind still reeled from the encounter with Ace, his enigmatic smile and piercing eyes lingering in my thoughts and making me wonder if I had misread the situation entirely. Entering the classroom, I was met with a sea of familiar faces, except for one. Though it was my second day, I vividly remembered all their faces—except this new person glaring at me. I didn’t notice her in the classes we had earlier; she probably skipped them. A girl with long, soft brown hair caught my attention. Her hair seemed to dance sporadically with every breath she took. The permanent scowl on her face made it obvious that she was channeling all her energy into it. She seemed to own the place, standing out among the other students, and her glare made me feel like I was the one who didn't belong. I ignored her and made my way to my seat. As I pulled out my cha

After the morning classes ended and the lunch bell rang, I made my way to the cafeteria, which felt deserted by the other students. As I opened the creaky door, a warm beam of sunlight lit up the dusty tables, and the lingering smell of stale bread and forgotten moments filled the air. An unsettling silence surrounded me, interrupted only by the gentle hum of the refrigerators in the kitchen. The tables remained untouched, and the chairs were neatly pushed in, as if waiting for a crowd that never arrived. It was odd; everyone else seemed to prefer the comfort of their classrooms. I scanned the room, allowing my eyes to adjust to the dim light, and spotted him—sitting alone at a corner table, his dark clothing standing out against the dull surroundings. The soft glow from the table lamp illuminated his face, accentuating his strong features. He leaned back, his long hair flowing over his shoulders like a cascade of night, seemingly unfazed by the emptiness around him. A chill ran d

Second day of school was nothing like I had imagined, nosey teachers, rude students and to top it all off, the mysterious Groovehood senior who I haven't seen all morning."Earth to Debby," Mrs Grassroots, our history professor flicked her fingers."I'm so sorry," I replied hastily."Care to share with the class?" She teased.I blushed red in return and answered her question with a smile."So, you weren't in the last class, right?" She asked, pushing her glasses to the bridge of her nose."Yes ma, I just joined recently," I answered her."Then you definitely know nothing about the tale of Dordin, yes?""Yes ma." I reluctantly replied. Obviously, I knew nothing about Dordin. I wasn't a native, I've never attended the school and I just enrolled. Asking the obvious was just so stupid to me, she knew the answers for Christ sake! But I wasn't going to tell her that, even though she seemed warm — this was Genesis after all, and from what I've known, in Genesis, anything could happen."Okay

The rest of the day flew by like a whirlwind romance and the darkest of the nights came, so did the tumbling questions in my head."Mom," I called out, we had just finished dinner and grandma Sadie already retired for the night."Yes baby," She replied, typing something on her cellphone.Since we arrived here, I just realised I didn't have my phone. I must have left it in our old house or mom's car. Calling dibs on her car.I walked towards the chair she sat on, taking a seat next to her."Mom, what happened to grandpa?" I whispered. She looked at me with widened eyes."Your grandpa is fine, what do you mean?" She retorted smartly. Way to go mom."Not grandpa Harry ma, what about your dad? You've never spoken about him, why?" I questioned, staring at her panicked state. She was probably thinking of some excuse to protect me from the truth

"Miss Deborah Waters, will you come up to the front of the class and introduce yourself?" The teacher repeated."Sure ma'am." I managed to say. I strolled to the front of the class, as usual, I brushed off the stares as I stood infront of them.I exhaled slowly, "Hi everyone, I'm Deborah Waters. If you have any questions, shoot!"I looked at each one of them in their eyes expectantly."Where are you from?" Said a voice from the back of the class."New York city," I replied."Why is your hair different?" Said another."Because my dad has strawberry blonde hair, I inherited his genes,""Is Ella Hathaway your mama?""Yes," I said."You're pretty," A pretty boy said, grinning lile a cheshire cat."That's not a question, but thank you." I responded, smacking my lips."Do you pl