NICHOLAS:Our eyes locked in the garden, oblivious to everyone else. He suddenly became the only thing that mattered before me, and with his perfect face, I don't mind holding him special forever.Something stirred deep within my heart, and I could feel it trembling with strange happiness at the sight of him again. I did miss him.He sat at a distance with his friend, whose gaze was also directed to me. Unfortunately for him, I do not see him.I focused on Greg Bolt, but the moment of intrigue passed quickly as he averted his gaze, making me notice Larozo jogging toward me.Larozo with timing has always been at odds and such a failure. Why did he have to show up now, when others are long done offering their "happy to see you back" remarks?"Sweetheart! How I've missed you," he sang, crossing his arm over my shoulder which I immediately shrugged off."Take it easy, Tiger. It's too soon for a fight, don't you think?" He backed away.Involuntarily, I glanced back at Greg, hoping he hadn'
WENDY:Colliding with Frederick on our way to the canteen left me speechless, and all the emotions I thought I had dealt with, came rushing in.We stood there, staring at each other, neither of us making a move to speak. I had so many things I wanted to say to him, so many questions to ask, but the words wouldn't come out of my mouth until Park had him out of my way."Lost your way, curly?" He harshly questioned, and I saw a hint of sadness in Frederick's eyes as he walked into the canteen, instantly breaking my heart."Why is he so stubborn? staring at you like that. Is he nuts or something?" Park exclaimed, his words unfair. I hated it, but I couldn't say anything to him. I only hastened into the canteen, leaving him behind to catch up.From my seat, I returned to look at Frederick who was seated alone. He struggled to keep his eyes away from me, but he couldn't. He kept stealing glances and I caught every single one of them because there was nowhere interesting to look at except at
GREG:My sleep was cut short by the rumbling in my belly. I had gone to bed without dinner, and neither James nor Granny seemed to care enough to call me out.It is a few minutes before 3 AM when I slip into my scuff slippers and walk down the passage to the kitchen. Everywhere is quiet except for Mr. Nazit and some of his subordinates, who are roaming around the house.Mr. Nazit nodded in acknowledgement as I descended the stairs. He is dressed casually, unlike his usual black coat and pants. One of his subordinates, also in pajamas, walked up to him and shuddered a few words to him.Mr. Nazit then began speaking into a wired pod fixed on his right ear as the subordinate stepped away.Looking at them dressed for sleep, I shook my head at their disregard for proper attire. It seemed unfair to wear sleepwear and still stay up all night. Maybe I am wrong, but the men I am staring at don't look like they have slept or are going to sleep anytime soon.A third person appeared from behind
GREG:Breakfast was a solitary and brief affair. I descended the stairs to find Mum at the table, and I informed her of my absence from school. It was important for her to notify the school and ensure that Mr. Sam didn't wait for me at the bus stop.Naturally, she demanded a reason for my absence. "I have some morning thing to do," I told her.She exchanged glances with Granny before granting my request. Her objections wouldn't have changed anything; informing her wasn't about seeking permission, but rather about keeping Mr. Sam moving."Good morning, Greg," Mr. Ben greeted me as I settled into the back seat of the tinted Mercedes. Despite his offer to drive me, I still worried about Rose. Lucky's address was several kilometers away, taking me first will cause a lateness for Rose."Good morning, Mr. Ben." I provided him with the location, and he added it to the GPS before starting the car. "Are you sure you'll be back in time for Rose?""I won't. Your mum will drive her today.""Did
NICHOLAS: "Can you help with the table over there?" Janie whispered nervously. I stared at her curiously and turned toward the direction she was nudging."Sorry. I can't attend to your ex today," I said, wiping the table I had just cleared the dishes used by some customers."You'd rather tell her to stop coming. She is making you uncomfortable with her unnecessary patronage or you guys should get back together already."It's been two weeks since I started working in her Mum's restaurant, and Janie and I strangely reached a great level of interaction in that little period of knowing each other.With her, I barely go frigid, maybe it is as a result of her orientation or for the crazy side in me thinking I've found Brenda in her. She is older and kind, the way Brenda was before she took off. Janie is a listener and an agile helper; because of that, I didn't experience any hard times doing my first life job. She is everywhere to assist with the biller and just everything. She freely ta
NICHOLAS:I woke up feeling reluctant to prepare for school. Wendy insisted we embark on the trip after the day's class. There is no skipping classes for him, therefore, we must remain some diligent rich kids until the end of each lesson.Going to school isn't the reason for my dormant reflexes, the trip is. I am nervous about the whole thing. I feel it is too expensive for me to be part of even when I am still looking forward to it.School went great. Park's excitement at the end of the day's class was childish and amusing. He danced all over as if the school management is taking all the whole expenses, whereas he has contributed forty-five percent of it. We are using his resort and the new private beach he heard of has been rented for the weekend on his pay."Not a chance! We can use my resort and the rooms, but not the beach. C'mon, we need to fun drive out of the city. There is no way we could do that if we remain stuck in my resort's hospitality." He said when Wendy demanded
"Hello again," he said, directing his 'hello' to everyone and his eyes and smiles, reserving the 'again' for me.Giving him my cell phone number at Mrs. Freyet's Restaurant was only to get rid of him. I thought I did. I had no intention of responding to either his call or messages and he as well didn't bother to reach out after that night.This sudden appearance of him simply means he has been spying on me, and that is the worst approach to use.It'd seem creepy to imagine he had followed me here, except it is impossible to be true, and to add, he doesn't look like such a maniac type of guy.Upon closer description, he looks decently mannered and coordinated, and completely different from the person I saw two nights ago.He had a different hairstyle and his white long-sleeve Henley shirt gives him a stylish Tom Ford vibe. His eyes are deemed darker with his non-medicated chestnut brown contact lenses.Apart from his classical outlook, he walked up to us confidently which sold him out
NICHOLAS:"I am coming to you."Rahul's last message reads two hours after we left the restaurant.I wasn't awed to see it. I know he had meant it when he proposed to be with me tonight. Rahul has moved something in me. He is unbelievably hard-working for his age. Not only is he sophisticated, he is also a rare epitome of humility. However, I feel uneasy and slow to agree with him.I have been pondering how someone like him would have an interest in me when it is prominent that I am too promiscuous to be solitary.His status did a dissection too. I haven't quite processed the discovery of his varied investments when the knowledge that he is the inheritor of Moonshine Restaurant added to my stuns.Knowing was necessary. We saw it rather strange how he had walked out on us on the arrival of his father. Park thereafter, asked the bartender what Rahul's father holds in Moonshine to prompt his son to hurry out to him. "He is the Director," Dave clarified.Finding out Rahul's father owns t