George sat with a blank face in his new classroom lost in thought, his eyes sliced through what the teacher had written on the board, but his eyes had since lost their focus and only lay listless, therefore no recognition was sent to his brain
“That’s it for today’s class, Stacy get all the assignments and submit them to my desk” The teacher announced and left the class
Immediately the teacher left the class, George set his head on his desk, letting his emotions whirl about, it had been a crazy day when his sister found out he was leaving, their father had somehow found out the real reason behind it all and had demanded Marie also break up with Cyrus of which Marie had rejected the suggestion. Mr Richwood however wasted no chance in sending George off the next day, and by the following week, he was allowed to return to Dale High with his registrations settled. He was made to live alone in their previous house which further added to his loneliness.He had no idea why he was suddenly metamorphosed to the image where he was stopped by the school prefects who had demanded he give them his bag for searching, he had not suspected a thing as weird as it sounds, he had not heard of students being searched before but he obliged and gave them the bag since he had nothing to hide.He had watched in shock, as they had produced bags after bags of hard drugs from his bag, there was no word to be said. He knew he had fallen into a deep trap that he could not get out of. He had collected the bag from them only to produce more bags of hard stuff he knew nothing about.Facing Stacy again, made him feel like he was at the mouth of another trap, though he could not kay his finger on it, he felt suffocated just by seeing her, the very thought of her insincere eyes made his sting.“What do you want Stacy, I do not have all day” He demanded brashlyShe smiled prettily, laying her slender hands on his shoulder
Who can claim how Love will end? Nicole mused as she sat with George in their apartment, one they had been living in together ever since their university days, he had relocated to the united states to live with her mother and attend her vocation school of fashion designing, while George learned Business and soon began interning at his father’s place of work in the statesIt was like a dream come through for her. She had a love that had gone through the weather for her, she had always been scared she would be scarred for life because of her parent's misfortunate marriage storyThey had gotten married some weeks back and George had sent her father a photo of the both of them while they all had a good laugh at the gesture. Surprisingly enough, they received a congratulatory card, though he did neither apologize for the hurt nor framing up of George, his card was loud enough to show that the old man regretted his actionsNicole relaxed her back on George&rsquo
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George Richwood leaned against his locker door, watching with honey eyes at the fairy-like beauty Stacy Gun walking towards his direction with her group of friends. Dressed in nice sports shorts and sneakers, he had gotten himself a new hairstyle, a style he researched that she loves on the boys she dated. She occasionally waved to him whenever she passed by. Just that singular wave was enough to make his day.He had intentionally called in late at the football practise just so he could have a glimpse of her longer today, blushing from ear to ear.Stacy was walking with her group of minions, which were quite a bunch; they followed her everywhere she went. George was beyond fascinated with her. It was his drug to see her there every morning. It was the only place she responded to his greeting; she pretty much ignored him everyw
The rowdiness of the football field made Stacy cringe as she stepped into the field, she and her friends headed straight to the pavilion, taking their seats among the other school popular kids. With her neck held high, she sat down gingerly on a chair, soon the others flanked her, but she kept her eye out for her goal. Marie Richwood. She laughed as the players all trooped into the field. She spied George looking at the pavilion looking around for her.She snickered, who does he think he was? she was only there to humiliate his sister, nothing else.“Brown, where is Marie Richwood?” she asked quietly, searching her purse for her red lipstick, bringing it out, she began to apply it, chec
Walking into the house as quietly as he could, George peeped into the kitchen, he smiled as he saw his mother was in the kitchen, she was silently humming to herself.He ran upstairs towards his room in a hurry, if she saw him, she would definitely question him about his rough appearance, his eyes were swollen and puffy, he had not even bothered to change out of his sport’s outfit after the whole proposal fiasco. She would freak out if she saw him. He was about opening his door when the door to his Marie’s room opened and she sauntered out in her pyjamas munching popcorn, he groaned in distress, Marie might be beautiful facially but her heart was
The quiet atmosphere brewing at the dining table could not get any worse, the Campbells all sat eating their food. The air was so awkward, the table has never been this silent, George reasoned.He tapped Marie underneath the table, gesturing towards their parents who were silently eating their foods and barely even looked at each other or spoke.Marie shrugged and continued eating her food.Pissed off, George hit her hard with his foot. She yelped in anger, bringing the attention of their parents out of their closed up daze“What is the problem? Why would you shout like that? we
On the flight, all George could think of was Stacy’s letter, he wondered how one person could be so mean and selfish, all his life, he had always imagined a sweet love, a first love he would love till the end of the world. She had sent him a friendship bracelet, alongside a letter he had still had in his pocket He admitted Stacy would always be a part of him, the contents of her letter were still ringing quite hard in his brain. Unfolding the letter in his hands, he read them once again“Dear George,
Who can claim how Love will end? Nicole mused as she sat with George in their apartment, one they had been living in together ever since their university days, he had relocated to the united states to live with her mother and attend her vocation school of fashion designing, while George learned Business and soon began interning at his father’s place of work in the statesIt was like a dream come through for her. She had a love that had gone through the weather for her, she had always been scared she would be scarred for life because of her parent's misfortunate marriage storyThey had gotten married some weeks back and George had sent her father a photo of the both of them while they all had a good laugh at the gesture. Surprisingly enough, they received a congratulatory card, though he did neither apologize for the hurt nor framing up of George, his card was loud enough to show that the old man regretted his actionsNicole relaxed her back on George&rsquo
He had no idea why he was suddenly metamorphosed to the image where he was stopped by the school prefects who had demanded he give them his bag for searching, he had not suspected a thing as weird as it sounds, he had not heard of students being searched before but he obliged and gave them the bag since he had nothing to hide.He had watched in shock, as they had produced bags after bags of hard drugs from his bag, there was no word to be said. He knew he had fallen into a deep trap that he could not get out of. He had collected the bag from them only to produce more bags of hard stuff he knew nothing about.Facing Stacy again, made him feel like he was at the mouth of another trap, though he could not kay his finger on it, he felt suffocated just by seeing her, the very thought of her insincere eyes made his sting.“What do you want Stacy, I do not have all day” He demanded brashlyShe smiled prettily, laying her slender hands on his shoulder
George sat with a blank face in his new classroom lost in thought, his eyes sliced through what the teacher had written on the board, but his eyes had since lost their focus and only lay listless, therefore no recognition was sent to his brain“That’s it for today’s class, Stacy get all the assignments and submit them to my desk” The teacher announced and left the classImmediately the teacher left the class, George set his head on his desk, letting his emotions whirl about, it had been a crazy day when his sister found out he was leaving, their father had somehow found out the real reason behind it all and had demanded Marie also break up with Cyrus of which Marie had rejected the suggestion. Mr Richwood however wasted no chance in sending George off the next day, and by the following week, he was allowed to return to Dale High with his registrations settled. He was made to live alone in their previous house which further added to his loneliness.
The sweat ran down Nicole’s neck as she ran down the steep steps to her father’s office, she gave no concern to the thumping sound of her feet on the tile floors, she ran blinding through the classrooms, pushing and pulling both objects and humans out of her way as she ran through.She had been such a fool to believe her father would let her go just yet. She saw he had tried his last straw and she would also do the same, even if it means her ending his career.George had known her father would not back down, she had been the foolish one not to sense it, his quietness despite their win, his bitter smile, he had even lost focus in class.The door to the Meeting room was locked firmly by the time she got there, she locked her ears firmly to the door but there was no sound coming out. She began beating on the door with her bare hands but the door refused to give way. It was a hopeless cause; she would have to wait till the meeting was over
“I can’t believe you got my Dad to sign the divorce, he was so adamant about it,” Nicole said.George chuckled but said nothing, only he would know the tactic he had used, Nicole would only worry if she came to know how he had gotten Principal Francis to back off. It would be his own little secret, he knew Principal Francis was bound to retaliate and he would have to be on his best alert.Signing deeply, he bemoaned his fate, he had gotten the love he so desperately wanted but he could not enjoy its bliss, without pausing to look over his shoulders for fear of an intruderSpeaking of the enemy, Principal Francis strong booming voice made George snapped his head up, taking Nicole by the hand, he fled the cafeteria“Wait... wait. I haven’t finished my food. “her cry was ignored as George walked forward and left the hall, they halfway down the hall when Nicole jerked her hand away from his strong onesTurning square
Rage was an understatement to what Principal Francis felt, his indignation burned fiercely within him, George Francis was truly unique. They had the guts to come in to threaten himJust who did they think he was to take him on. He looked menacingly from one sibling to the other, The Richwoods were really an ache in his teeth, the eldest had been the first to scatter his nest of well-organized plans, he was going to make Nicole get close enough to Cyrus so he could be recognized in the community social circle as more than a principal. Cyrus’s Father had a range of well-known friends whose mere recommendation will make Bells High be a Nation famous secondary school. But Marie Richwood had come in, tumbledown his perfectly laid down plan by making Cyrus loose interest in Nicole.He had managed to keep his cool for that but the siblings were once again crossing the line interfering with his plans again, they had the nerve to make him feel so agitatedA knock o
After several school days without any trace of Nicole, Principal Francis knew something was wrong, she was a timid child, she would never go against him. He had searched the CCTV for clues to her whereabouts but he could not find any lead as to how she disappeared from school. He had ransacked her room for clues of her whereabouts, but there was none, her clothes were still in the right order as she usually arranged them, her personal effects were on her dresser, none missing.There was one last place he thought to look but it was highly impossible. Nicole does not know the whereabouts of Lupita, he was sure she could not even recognise her if she sees her, she parted from her mother at a very young age.
Nicole was shocked to the bones at the words her mother was uttering, she had never imagined her parents had such a history. She had always thought it was a case of adultery but her father was really overbearing. Her mother’s tale was horrible.She watched Lupita warily as she recounted her tale” My parents were fascinated by Francis when they met him since they never approved of my boyfriend, it was an easy switch, they made us broke up immediately. He did all he could to get me to marry him, I did not know I was pregnant with you then, so we got married. When he discovered that I was pregnant he was mad for my boyfriend, he wanted me to have an abortion but I was able to refute that, his behaviour towards me changed so much after that
Standing with apprehension at the front of her mother’s pouch, Nicole stood nervously, she turned to observe her surroundings, the car in the garage was dusty and showed it had not been in use, even the sidewalks had no sign it had been treaded on for weeks. She was sure she had the address correctly, she had collected the address from her father’s room on a lucky day and it had been in her possession since then.Anxious, she walked to the window, she used her left hand to clean the dust away, pressing her nose to the glass, all she could see was an empty living space, with clothes strewn all around, but there was no sign of her mother.Her heart skipped