"I wonder where we're going next," Ashley said with a huff and her hand went to her waist to stand akimbo."Me too! It's so far," I replied with the same voice."Bear with it. I think I have an idea of where we're going," Jake said and we both turned our head to him."So are we near or still far?!" I asked with a glare and he moved back a little before he gulped and pointed his hand."There," He said simply and I looked at where he was pointing to see the head of the Statue of Liberty with the torch in her hand."Woah!""You do know where we are going!" I yelled happily as I jangled his arm to and fro and he simply grinned with a wink."Dummy," Ashley muttered with a shake of her head and I grinned at them.We walked for some more minutes before the coach asked us to stop.True enough, we stopped in front of the Statue of Liberty."Dude,you have to teach me your secret!" I said hitting Jake by the arm which he pulled a scowl at."Right. Sorry," I muttered and he only looked forward. I
"Hey, Quinnel... Watch out!" Someone yelled and my eyes widened when I saw Quinnel ran in front of a moving bus.With a gasp, I pulled to a halt unable to move any further. My heart was beating in my chest as the long bus passed by me.When it had finished passing, I looked up to Quinnel, hopefully, to find him not standing on the opposite side of the road. Another gasp escapes my lips when I find the place empty. I brought my hand up to my lips as I felt tears coming to my eyes."He's not dead, right?" I asked myself shaking my head."He obviously passed before the bus. The bus didn't hit him!" I mumbled and I shook my head again."His Mum... What do I tell his Mum? She helped me and this is what I repay her. Oh My God!" I muttered bending down."Let's not jump to conclusions... His body is not even... Oh no."While my eyes was looking around, someone covered my eyes from behind. With an angry and sad expression, I stood up jerking the person's hand away.I turned around with a glar
"Alright, we're here." The coach and I didn't even bother looking up from my feet that I have been staring at for some minutes. Nah, forever.Ever since my speech about minding your own business to Ashley, Jake and Zaire who looked bewildered by the way... I have been staring at my sneakers."Woah!" Ashley exclaimed and I looked at her to see her eyes fixed on something with her eyes twinkling in delight.The sun was out high in the sky. So it was shining really harsh down on us and more so, we were in the afternoon already.I looked from her sun kissed face to whatever she was looking at and to say I was amazed by it's beauty would be an understatement!New York is beautiful!"This is the Bryant Park. The grounds features monuments and garden, and "Le Carrousel," a popular carousel. A games area makes available chess boards, checkers, and backgammon boards for a small fee."I look around the the Bryant Park. The sun that was behind us was only reaching half the green lawn that was in
Four updates in one day!🌝🌝 Ooh! Enjoy... And thank you all for reading Love and Secrets. ❤️ "Woah! Dude." Zaire yelled holding Quinnel's hand back and he only glared at him. "Leave me the fuck alone." He spat before he jerked his hand off and turned his face back to the guy under him. Everyone kept yelling for Quinnel to stop but he wasn't having it. Mountains by Tatiana Manaois started playing in the background and I swear it was like the worst timing ever. Another blow landed and I gasped looking down at the bloodied boy lying helplessly on the floor with both arm hanging lazily beside his head as he heaved heavily. Sitting on top of him was Quinnel who kept punching the boy even though his face was already battered beyond repair. His teeth was red with blood, his cheekbone red and bleeding, the corner of his eyes was bleeding as it bled over his freckles down his cheekbone that was already bleeding. His nose looked dislocated and I knew it had broken as it was also bleeding
"Is that all?" He asked and I nodded placing the pen down."Okay, tell your boyfriend to come and write his own too," He said and I blinked at him.He pointed at Quinnel and I looked back at Quinnel before I looked back at him and nodded my head in understanding."By the way, he likes you really. I mean is it normal to suffer a third level Concussion from several beatings from a guy of your own mate?!""A third level?" I asked and he nodded his head."I tell you. It's really fortunate that the parents aren't pressing any charges. Guess they know the ways of their boy." He mumbled and I sighed.Or they weren't at home and have not even been informed about this incident. Or, it was what he said. They knew his character.I walked to Quinnel who was sitting on the chair with his head bowed as he studied the ground."He's calling you." I said nudging him and he looked up at me. I nudged my chin towards the counter and he sighed before he stood up.I looked at my side to see Coach, Zaire, A
"What are you doing? Let go of me right now," I said my hand on his arm and he shook his head."No. Until you listen to me." He said and I snorted."Why do I have to listen to you now? I wanted to listen to you earlier and what did you do? You accused me, blamed me... In hell would I actually listen to you," I retorted and he sighed."I'm sorry," He whispered and I froze for a second looking at our reflection in the glass that served as door to the hotel's lobby which was in a way the entrance. I could only see his hair and not his face since he decided it was wise to bury his face in my neck."What?" I asked in a whisper and he finally looked up straight into my eyes in the reflection and I almost froze at the intensity of the sincerity in it. Almost."I'm sorry, Heaven. For accusing you and for calling you Navaeh. I know that was quite wrong and unfamiliar of me, but I'm sorry.""You think I'm angry cause you called me Navaeh? I mean I am, I don't even know why since it's my name, b
"I'll see you by 7pm then," He greeted once I stepped out of the elevator unto my floor.Their floor was above ours so he still had to stay in there for a few more seconds before he got off."Sure," I replied with a wave."Bye.""Kay."Before we could keep exchanging words, I had turned my back and made my way to the room before I realized his cardigan was still around my waist."Wait. What about your-!" He was gone. The elevator had closed and it already arrived on the guy's floor. Guess I'll just return it during dinner.I turned around walking to our room before I stopped. I pressed in the lock combination and an automatic voice, like it always had, said "Door Unlocked."I turned the door and pulled it open before I stepped in taking off my sneakers in the process leaving me barefooted. The door closed after me and "Door Locked."I sighed when I saw my bed and without any more hesitation, I ran and jumped on it with it bouncing me back harder than I expected. But I guess it's my f
"Uhh, Coach? Could we have a bonfire tonight?" Zaire asked suddenly and all eyes turned to him.A bonfire?Quinnel with a satisfied smirk, leaned back as he continued eating the pasta in his mouth."A bonfire?" Navaeh asked and Quinnel immediately turned his head to her."A bonfire sounds nice! Let's do it." Jake agreed and Quinnel looked at him and smiled.His mind drifted to thier boys conversation some hours ago after he had dropped Navaeh at her floor.***He was going to his room when he paused upon remembering what caused his fight between Navaeh and himself.As much as he would not like to do it, he sighed and turned walking to where he recollected to be Jake's room.He stopped in front of it and glared at the number "66" that was engraved in black colour on the gold plated plate right on the door.He moved his hand up to press the doorbell when the door opened and his hand froze in air.Jake and Zaire were staring at him while he simply blinked at them."What are you doing her
In the school hallway that led to the auditorium. Students were filing out of the auditorium with shock on their faces. They discussed what they had just heard in twos, threes, groups... Even people that had never talked to each other in their whole lives talked to each other! "I can't believe Amelia would do something like that." "I know right? It's really confusing. She didn't seem to hate Navaeh. She greeted her once in a while." "Exactly. Those you never think would do something are the ones that stab you in the back." "Those that chose to believe Navaeh are really wise." "I know right? The poor girl had to work to cater her siblings need and someone used that against her? How horrible." "But I have to give kudos to Navaeh. I have trouble babysitting my junior brother that is even 10! But she has to take care of her two siblings that are half his age! And they're two!" "Me too! She's really trying." "I pity her. How could a hardworking student be called a slut just like t
"So this is the house where the IP address was tracked to?" Navaeh asked turning to Quinnel who gave me a nod. They were all standing in front of a house that was constructed with wood that had almost fallen unto the house. The woods had been eaten by woodpeckers yet it seemed someone was living in it since there was light in what they presumed to be the kitchen."Ready to find out who it is?" Zaire questioned Navaeh and she nodded her head."We need a plan first. Whoever is in there won't just say they indeed did it, you know?" Ashley asked and Navaeh nodded her head slowly."Okay, Jake and Zaire... You guys should go maybe into the person's room, get the person's phone or a laptop of a sort... Any device the person might have used to post it.""Why?" Jake asked Ashley."We're going to need evidence you know? You can't just barge into the school and say so so is the person that framed our baby. No one would believe you without an evidence. People would think you're desperate to cle
"Who do you guys think did it?" Jake asked looking at Quinnel and Zaire.Zaire looked at Quinnel who shook his head lightly."Maybe we can get a hacker to help us track down the IP address of the poster?" Jake asked and Zaire and Quinnel looked up at him immediately.Presently, they were in the cafeteria with students chatter all over the room. And the word on their lips was about the post.No one. Absolutely no one could guess who posted it. They thought Navaeh was someone loved by the whole school so something like this happening was absurd."IP address?" Zaire asked foolishly and Jake shook his head."Yes. An IP address is your house internet address of a sort. It's like, when you have that number... You already know whose house the internet is coming from. Simple as that. But you can't just randomly find it. Cause the IP address is like the key to your house internet. But, a hacker can access the internet and find someone that posted it by tracking down the IP address. Simple as t
Navaeh's breath was laboured as she scrolled down the article reading it. Her head was muddled yet her brain could process the words she was reading.Her tears had started to choke her threatening to fall off her eyes and roll down her cheeks but she blinked them away and continued reading."Everyone knows the queen diva, right? Navaeh Thatcher. The awesomely straight A student. Her first position has never been threatened not once but not for long.What if I told you, she isn't all she seems? All perfect and all that? What if I told you, it was all a facade? What if I told you her parents neglected her?Not only her... Her siblings included. She has always had to cater for the needs of her siblings all by herself yet she comes to school like all is well.Making so many people jealous of her! It's unfair! She's the one with the wrecked home! She's the two faced one.All of you who call yourselves her friend, have you ever for once been to her house? Met her parents? Have you seen her
"Hey guys!" I called pushing the door to the house open.I had planned with Beatrix the day before to drop my sister's off at our house instead of going to her home.I meant to give them a surprise so I didn't tell them I was coming home even when we talked this morning. So they have no clue and today is Saturday so it's really the best."Did you hear that?" I heard from upstairs and I grinned."Hear what? You keep hearing things." "I'm not hearing things! You're the one with the bad ears.""I don't have a bad ear." "Yeah sure. I'll believe you when it doesn't snow on Christmas.""You know that's impossible.""Exactly. "I shook my head and pushed the door to their room open. Immediately, before I even step in, they shrieked out loud."Help!""A burglar!""I told you I heard something!""Well? This is not the time to argue! And defend your point or whatever it is you're doing! We're about to get burgled or worse, kidnapped!"I rolled my eyes while shaking my head and threw my duffel
Who do I know in New York? No one. Absolutely no one.So imagine my surprise when I hear, "It's really you guys."I'm like, what?! Am I about to be kidnapped by someone who claims to know me? Oh, Quinnel is here to help. But what is he is whisked away as well before he gets to say a word?! Ah! Stop being dramatic!I turned around to come face to face with a brown haired woman beaming with smiles. Directed at us. Woman, I don't know you!I subconsciously gave the woman a once over and nope, I don't know her.I glanced over at Quinnel to see his brow was already raised at the woman's face in confusion.He doesn't know her. Wait, he is supposed to know her. Why won't he know her? Cause I don't know her!So how does she know me?"Were you talking to us?" Quinnel asked and the woman's smile faded."Aren't you... Leo?""Leo?" Quinnel repeated in shock and she nodded her head vigorously.She turned her head to me."And she's...""Not the person you're looking for." I cut her off before s
With an angry sigh, I walked up to them like a jealous girlfriend. God, I feel like a jealous girlfriend! "Hey, Nell." Did you seriously have to use that nickname? Ugh! I'm mentally face palming myself right now. "Hey, Heaven." He greeted with a smug smile that I knew too well. He was going to tease me about it later on. Stupid hunk! I turned my eyes away to the girl that still had a smile on her face. "You must be Heaven. I'm Rose." She said suddenly stretching her hand to me. Though feeling awkward, I accepted her hand with my eyes on Quinnel demanding an explanation. He shrugged in return and I rolled my eyes at him. Never helpful! "Guess I don't need to introduce myself anymore. I'm Heaven." Is that even my name? It's Quinnel that calls me that! "Nice name." "Could say the same about yours as well." I replied with a tight smile. "Well, I guess I'll get going then. See you guys." She greeted waving at us. "Never." I muttered once she was gone out if earshot. Quinnel
After we left the cafe, it was in the evening when Coach said he wanted to show us all something.We obliged and dragged ourselves out of bed, well I did, and trust me while I say this. It was indeed worth it!We stopped when we got to a brightly lit place that was bustling with people despite the fact that it was in the evening.Different companies and shops had their front light on and it wasn't white! It was more like neon colors. Well, it was beautiful.I saw a neon sign of McDonald's. This was a very beautiful place! It would be a waste if we didn't get to see it before we left!"Times Square is a major commercial intersection, tourist destination, entertainment hub, and neighborhood in Midtown Manhattan, New York City. It is formed by the junction of Broadway, Seventh Avenue, and 42nd Street. Together with adjacent Duffy Square, Times Square is a bowtie-shaped space five blocks long between 42nd and 47th Streets.""Brightly lit at all hours by numerous billboards and advertiseme
The song that was playing in the background had changed to Let Me Down Slowly by Alec Benjamin. "How did you guys find us?" I asked before moving the cup of my strawberry smoothie towards my mouth. "He asked." Quinnel replied nudging his chin towards Jake who was looking at the steam of his coffee get off his juice. Then his eyes would follow it until it disappeared before he looked back down at the cup to follow it again. I blinked at him before Quinnel slapped his arm lightly. "Hey, steam boy... You okay?" He asked and Jake blinked at us looking round the table before he nodded slowly. "Yeah, why? And why are you calling me steam boy?" "Uhh... Cause you were using your eyes to follow the steam?" I asked and he smiled at me before his smile fell and he looked down looking all pouty. Ashley sighed rubbing his back. I was about to say something when I saw the pink haired girl stand up. She gathered her load stuffing it in an off white coloured tote bag before she stood properly.