Chapter 10: Nonstop“THIS A ROLLIE NOT A STOP WATCH, SHIT DON’T EVER STOP”Pretty impressive that such a song was still the life of the party four years after it’s release. Every single person was turning up. Why wouldn’t you? This was the vibe spring really needed. Its chilly mornings and even colder nights were becoming pretty unbearable, and if there was ever a solution to such ‘drag’, this was it.In the background, the Toyota corolla parked just behind what looked like truckload of cars in attendance. Looked like a lot of people showed up for this one. Would definitely be quite easy to slip in and slip out. But someone was having second thoughts about it.“You sure we should do this Nessa? I’m not… I’m not really feeling this on—”“That’s cause you think too much with your head. Just be free. Let the moment sink in” she got out of the car and gently closed it behind her. “You might only come across moments like this once.” She tapped the car’s windows lightly. “Come on, get out.”
Chapter 11: Dance Floor, Show Them On The Dance Floor"Everyone's looking at us Vanessa, you sure this is the right id–" he tried taking his hands off but she held it just as he was about to chicken out."Everybody's watching…so what?" She looked into his pitch-black eyes with an aura of confidence. Slowly resting her head on his chest, she whispered. "Like I said before, you think about stuff way too much. You got to live in the moment." She rose her head off his chest and now looked back into his eyes. "Squeeze it.""What? You're crazy.""Deadass, you're a pussy. Do you ever just– oouu" she shrieked a little on feeling his shaky hand double his grip on her. "Could've been a lot gentler, but that's a good start." She looked around and saw that everyone on the dance floor had stopped dancing. Every single eye was locked on her, not the first time if we're being honest. But then, as she kept looking and listening, it gradually seemed the attention wasn't on her. She looked back into hi
Chapter 12: Wet Dreamz"What…what are you doing here?" He asked, understandably confused."Well maybe open up the window and we can have a normal ass conversation.""Normal ass conversation? Vanessa, you're at my window. Nothing about this is normal.""Just open up the window." She tapped lightly on the glass pane. He rose it up and almost immediately, she fell into his room with a loud thud. "Everything okay up there?" Mrs. Boaz asked from downstairs. "Y— yes mom. I just … I just tripped over something.""Oh okay. Should I come up? Do you need–""No" he said, a little too strong. "I mean…um no. I'm good. I'm good. I'm going to bed now.""Oh okay then. Goodnight honey.""What the fuck are you doing here?" He turned to Vanessa who'd already plopped down to his comfortable bed. "Vanessa? Did you hear my question? Why exactly are you h–""I want to talk.""You want to talk? Do you know what my mom is going to do to me if she finds you here…in my room? Do you know what Ryan's gonna to
Chapter 13: You’re Only Looking For Attention"Come on. Hop out" Ryan said, dropping off his little brother as emotionless as always. The look he had on his sparsely pimpled face was different from the one he had a day before, but it was a very similar circumstance this time round. All eyes were glued on Marcus just as he alighted the Toyota Corolla. Although some eyes were still on his built, emotionless, older brother who never seemed to care about anything (still didn't know that people were gazing intensely at him every time he showed up), there were more eyes on the 6'1, Sixty-seven kilograms of less muscle than fat. Ryan, without caring, reversed and drove off, leaving his younger brother in the mercy of piercing eyes. "Okay. One after the other." He gulped. "Step by step."With every step he took there were whispers that he could obviously hear but unfortunately not ignore. "I thought he was gay to be honest, but yesterday…damn" one said. "Didn’t think Boaz had it in him to be
Chapter 14: I’ve Created A Monster“Y’all better stop playing” she said with a beaming smile. The chants gradually began to die down, but the smiles, the whispers and the looks from classmates who were so jealous but just couldn’t take their eyes off her, were too vivid to ignore. Making her way to her seat as the whispers kept lingering… “Hey” she dapped Devon, “What’s up Lee” She smiled at her Alicia, and Alicia smiled back. Pretty decent relationship they were having right about now. Marcus didn’t seem to be enjoying one bit of it. “Hey Marcus.” She said, taking her seat. “That’s it?” Devon echoed. “Shut up Devon” she smiled, taking her books out of her bag.“Come on. After what happened yesterday that can’t be it right?” He kept pestering.“I said, shut up.” Still with a smile, though this time sounding way more serious about it. “Marcus tell him to shut up.” And then there was dead silence. “Marcus?” she turned to look him in the eyes and he returned the look with one complete
Chapter 15: Fuck the Talent ShowA Low-cut afro. A pair of piercing and scrutinizing blue eyes. A facial expression that made up for his lack of words, and a stance that demanded nothing but respect. Mr. Benedict wasn’t your average drama teacher. Most students wish he’d been the one cut off in order to afford the auditorium instead of the astronomy teacher, when in fact, he was the mastermind behind his sacking. And this auditorium/hall/making out hideaway for the senior students, was his torture chamber. More often than not, he walked and worked with someone who shared the same mindset as him. Basically someone who did the talking for him. This time around, it was…“Good day students. Now you all know me, Vice president of the drama club, Arthur Orion. And of course, the ever-talented Mr. Benedict beside me. Hope we all know why we’re here. The school’s annual talent show is just a couple days away, and if we want to be perfect before that time, then we’ve got to start practicing. N
Chapter 16: I Feel Good You Know“Nice going Barrison.”“Yeah, that was actually a pretty dope idea.”“Pretty sure you’ll want in too… at some point.” Nigga went from ground zero, to the top of the world then back to the bottom and rose to the top…again. Couldn’t help but feel like he had some ulterior motive behind this ‘plan’ thing though. But who knows, maybe I’m wrong. P.S. I’m never wrong.“That was a pretty ballsy move” Devon complimented as they made their way back to their class.“Yeah well necessity is the mother of invention Dev. Can’t be wallowing doing the same thing over and over and expect us not to get tired of it. That’s madness.”“Mhmn. I don’t buy that explanation M” Devon replied rather skeptically. “I feel like you’re just using any and every opportunity to be able to hang out with Vane—”“Vanessa and I are not a thing Dev.” He stopped in his tracks, really looking into Devon’s eyes to make sure he understood the message. “It was just… you know, one of those thin
Chapter 17: The Front Seat“Yo, could you move a little faster man? I’ve got places to be” Ryan said, bellowing from the car. The horn supporting his tired voice.“Yeah sure” Marcus muttered under his breath, gradually increasing his ‘trotting’ towards the car until he accidentally bumped into someone. “Oh sorry. Didn’t see you there” he said as politely as he could.“Is that so?” the character turned back to face Marcus. “Well I’m gonna make sure that you never—Oh it’s you” the familiar voice shrieked all of a sudden.“Mitch.”“Marcus.” They both knew the consequences of getting out of line. Better to call it a truce and live to fight another day. Marcus steadily breezed past him (wouldn’t have ended the same way just a couple days ago) and got into the car. “Need to appeal to mom this time” he changed gears. “I’m tired of this—” as soon as he put his foot on the accelerator, a figure just walked past the front of the car, completely unaware of the situation. Although he didn’t bum
Chapter 40: A Killer Story“Ayy. Man of the moment. How was the—” She watched as he walked up the stairs without saying anything to anybody. Not the best looks he had plastered on his face either. Guess the event didn’t exactly go according to plan. “You should go talk to him. He was just starting to feel and act a lot—” she looked at her other son balanced on the couch, stuffing his face with ice cream and focused only on the television. He probably didn’t even know that Marcus just walked in. “Hello? Ryan? Ryan!” she smacked the bowl of ice cream out of his hand and It plummeted straight to the ground. Luckily, it’d almost finished.“Hey. Mom, I had a couple of scoops left.”“Did you even hear anything I said?”“What? Umm. No?”“Uggghhh” she plopped down beside him on the couch, grabbing the remote from his hands and changing the station. “You should go talk to your brother. And I mean a real ass talk. Not some ‘hey’, ‘hi’, ‘bye’ type of stuff.”“What? But why?”“Did you see him w
Chapter 39: Past Tense“So you’re not going to say anything?” He said, one eye on the road and the other on a stubborn and quiet Alicia. “Alicia? Hello. I’m not talking to myself here. Hmm. Alright” he smirked, now fully focused on the road, and caring little to nothing about why Alicia was pissed.“Why didn’t Ryan come?”“Oh, so now you want to talk?”“Just answer the question.”“When you didn’t answer mine? That doesn’t seem fair.”“You know what’s not fair Marcus? Want to know what’s not fair? What’s not fair is…leaving…me to… make a fool of myself…at the fucking event” she said, smacking him in-between words while he was driving.“Hey. Hey. Calm down. Calm the fuck down” he tried dodging the smacks but just concluded that it was better he took the worst of it than to crash the car. “You’re acting like you couldn’t just walk into the wardrobe and do nothing.”“Oh yeah sure. Of course I could do that. Because that’s what you did with Deborah right?”“Is that what this is all about?”
Chapter 38: I’m Getting Jealous"And then she dragged me by my collar and kissed me" he said, completely out of breath."Are you sure that's what happened or you just wanted to happ–""That's exactly what happened Alicia" he rubbed his short hair trying to calm himself and get rid of the adrenaline. "God her lips were so… so–""Please, spare me the details Devon. I don't need to hear that.""But you need to understand Alicia, I can’t just keep a moment like that to myself. It's just…it's just– Aah Marcus is out, I'll tell him instead."As always, Marcus looked in no hurry whatsoever to walk. One foot calmly in front of the other. You’d almost think he was stalling, waiting for someone to catch up. Alicia couldn't help but look back and stare. But she didn't have lust in her eyes. She had anger. Like she knew something she wasn't supposed to know. And Marcus would be on the receiving end of it. "Yo bro how was … wait. Are you good?" He looked at Marcus a little strangely, like somethi
Chapter 37: Marcus, More"Are you sure there's not something wrong with the–""Jesus Christ. Y’all just don’t quit, do you? Alright, let me see your cards…again" the coordinator wearily said. After seeing and judging the cards of both, she looked back up at them and said, "there's nothing wrong with the cards now come on, other people want to get in there, and I want to leave already. So let’s go" she held both of them by the wrists and led them up to the wardrobe. "Alright now. Five minutes" she watched as Marcus got in and Deborah brought up every single excuse she could think of. All to no avail. "Click"As soon as the door closed behind them, and they were engulfed in the wardrobe’s darkness, Deborah said in her usual annoying voice, "now don't think I'm going to do any of that nasty shit for or with you. We'll just wait until the five minutes are up and then we'll act like none of this ever happened. However, Marcus had other plans and the darkness, at this point in time was hi
Chapter 36: Not That Type of Girl?"Wait what?" Alicia said, completely dumfounded."Come on now, time is ticking Alicia. It is your turn.""Are you sure the cards are correct?""God, you guys are going to start with this again?”“Just please, check if they’re correct.”“Okay, fine. Let me see yours. Mitch, bring yours too." The coordinator saw both cards side by side and said, "there's nothing wrong with the cards Alicia. They're identical. Solid match. Now quit stalling and get in already.” She didn't know what to do, she looked at Marcus hoping he would say something, or do something, at least look jealous or uncomfortable. But his emotion didn't change in the slightest. He wasn't even looking at her, or how uncomfortable she felt when her dress ran up her laps a little as she tried to get up. So, she walked into the wardrobe, Mitch following close behind her, and the coordinator behind both. As soon as they got in, the coordinator closed it and stood just a couple feet behind.
Chapter 35: Take a 5“Thanks” she looked at him. His eyes seemed to look so caring, and though a pitch-black iris was intensely common around these parts, everything about him just felt so different. And they’d known each other almost all their lives. Hand in hand, they walked into the school premises like two reborn souls. Everybody was looking at them. This wasn’t the Marcus and Alicia they were used to seeing…at all. If this was prom, they’d probably won couple of the night just by showing up. Marcus in his well-fitted vest and t-shirt. How’d he get so buff overnight? And Alicia wasn’t wearing her glasses today. Damn, she was hot. The event had begun approximately two and a half hours ago but it was like everyone had been waiting for this single moment. Now everyone had to act like Marcus and Alicia weren’t stealing the show. They definitely we—“Marcus? Alicia? There y’all are. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you guys?”Alicia instantly removed her hand from Marcus’s,
Chapter 34: Simplicity is Underrated SATURDAY 4:20 PM. AN HOUR AND 20 MINUTES PAST D-DAYToday was a big day, and he was definitely dressed for the occasion. No tuxedo or anything serious, it was a ‘party’. He already had a bad reputation when it came to fashion, but today, the plan was to make a statement. He had on a pair of Customized Nike Air Max’s. Pretty good start… till somebody steps on your shoes while dancing. But oh well, you get as much as you give. The dark jean and partially over-sized t-shirt look, definitely wasn’t the best one to go with, but he was looking a little buff today. Kinda feeling it too, maybe it was worth a try. A new, formal-looking watch made it look a little more decent, and the face cap was an okay accessory. You know what? Forget that ‘dressed for the occasion’ thing I said earlier, it was mid. But hopefully, what he lacked in looks, he’d replace with sureness, because he felt like a million bucks today. “You sure you don’t want to go Ryan? Might h
Chapter 33: Such is LifePeace. Now this quote might have been said by some other important, renowned mind, but this is my way of putting it. Peace, Inner peace, is sometimes pretty hard to find. Not because chaos is most times inevitable, but really harnessing all possible emotions that could tip the scale, not being anxious, not being scared, not feeling guilty, not feeling alone, all at the same time is a very difficult task. Even for the strongest minds. Like his. He was right when he said he didn't know where he was going. He really didn't. Wasn't sure of what do with life at this point. Nothing made sense, nothing. And as he walked on the pavement while cars zoomed past, he fell deeper into the hands of his biggest predators. His mind. His thoughts, himself. "Everything was so supposed to be perfect you know?" He said, subject to his own soliloquy. "The perfect girl. Met her the perfect way. Had an almost perfect relationship. It should've ended better. Way better" he said. "
Chapter 32: The Birds Pt. 1He didn't look like himself anymore. Almost looked like was sad and sulking. His hypnotizing red eyes looked like they had lost their effect. He was drained. Physically, mentally and emotionally. The ladies were in truth, never ever his strong point. And the fact that he couldn’t anything about that was…was probably what made him sad. He had everything. Right? The eyes, the brains, the body, the voice, everything was there. So, it just didn't make sense why he found it hard actually talking, conversating and generally having a good time when it was just him and a girl, nobody else. Maybe he just wasn't ready for another phase of 'love' or some shit like that yet. After all, he did put a lot work into making him and Vanessa work out, and look at how that turned out. Yeah. Maybe that was it. He just… wasn't ready to take the next step forward. Maybe he just… wasn't over her yet. Can't blame him though "Yo Ryan you good?" Marcus asked, walking into the kitch