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2020-11-01 15:47:17Harold put one feet on a wooden cabinet that wasn't more than two metres tall and tied his sneakers' shoelace. He dropped the leg, put the other on the same cabinet and repeated the same action as he'd done the first time.
As he stood up with a sigh escaping his pink lips, he smartened out his shirt which was crisscrossed with diverse dyes, by tugging it downwards on its hem for the umpteenth time. That was when Wilkes came out of the bathroom with a white towel round his waist and shampoo and water matting down his long, jet black hair.
“Still meeting at the cafeteria at 12 PM, yeah?” Wilkes asked to ascertain what they'd arranged before he went into the bathroom. His abdominal muscle glistened as droplets of water skidded down his frame before being soaked by the towel.
“Yeah. Trisha will be there, too. I know you barely remember what she looks like but she helped you, still, and deserves to hear what I have to say. I got her num’er la
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Omega (Book 1) AUTHOR'S NOTE
I want to thank all you lovely readers that followed this book and even paid coins to make sure you got to the end of Book 1 (which ended with the chapter before this).You all are the best and I couldn't ask for a better site on which to publish my book but GoodNovel.I have decided to continue book 2, though, under this same ‘package’ so that it'll be easier for you, dear reader, to continue with book 2 instead of searching for it. I hope this decision by me makes things easier for you all.If you have any questions, suggestions or anything at all, you can mail me. My email address is salayo389@gmail.com.I remain Stephen Alayo, the writer of Omega. I wish you a happy reading experience.Stay hydrated, stay safe. ❤️
Omega (Book 1) CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT
It was the end of a session and although Harold and Wilkes especially had been to a rough start, things got a lot better after the contest and as they stood in their room, getting ready to go home for the holiday, for the first time since they had gotten to the school, they felt and behaved like other students.“Who is coming to take you home?” Harold asked Wilkes as he eyes lazily landed on the messy heap of cloth that were in his bag. There was no way he was going to take his time rearranging them. No, that was too much stress.“I'm not very sure,” Wilkes answered as his eyes scanned the room for any of his belongings he might have missed. The room was pretty empty compared to how it had been two hours ago. Even the bulb that shone a dark light had been taken from its socket. “I mean, it is either my aunt or her husband; my uncle, or them both.” He sighed as he looked back at his huge travelling bag that was on his bed. “I don't think it mat
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Harold and Wilkes waited in professor Ericson's office, doing nothing.When the party were first in the cavern, their footsteps reached up above where Harold was but after roughly a minute, there was nothing to tell that those that had gone down there existed.“Do you have any reasons why you wanted is to come here?” Wilkes asked when it was just the both of them in (Late) professor Ericson's office. Harold almost always had a plan. He knew that.Harold looked around the room like it was his first time being in it.“No,” he said. “I just wanted us to be here when they went down there.”Wilkes looked puzzled. That didn't seem like Harold.“But now that we're here,” Harold continued, oblivious of Wilkes confusion, “why don't we just look around for whatever we can find.”He paused for a while and looked at Wilkes before continuing, “we never know what we might f
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Derek woke up with a series of cough.Penelope sprung out of the bed she was sat in and went to his side.“Are you okay?” she asked, wrapping her fingers around his arm. He was a lot thinner than he had been in the past.He fell silent for some seconds, “yes, I am okay,” he said, “how're you, too?” he asked, putting his other hand on hers which were on his arm.“I've never felt more alive than I am feeling right now,” she said.Derek chuckled, “that's good.”By then, Brie was also by his side but watched the both of them silently. Trisha sat in the position Penelope was in before, fiddling with her phone.Derek sat up and opened his eyes. He looked to his left and saw Sarah on the bed with him then he turned to look at Penelope, then Brie.“Thank you…” he said to Brie. “…for everything.” There was a short pause. “When you saw us down the
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Trisha paced from left to right of Harold and Wilkes small room. It was either she was no longer aware of the presence of Brie and Penelope or she just wasn't bothered by their presence. The latter seemed the most feasible option."I'll have to call my dad this very moment," she said to no one in particular. She seemed to be talking to herself and the next second, her phone was in her hand, placing a call to reach her father.She brought the phone to her ear and waited. After what seemed like ages to the two females watching her, she breath in and out deeply, and began to speak."Hello, father," she started. There was a pause from her side because her father was talking. It went on and on and on but Trisha understood why. He hadn't spoken to his daughter in over a week and was worried something awful must have happened to her."Why didn't you pick your calls?" he asked. His voice was a lot louder than befo
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Harold and Wilkes picked up pace as they ran back to Dr. Alvin Clarks's office. Their sneakers marched on the tuffs of grass and on the cemented pavement, too, but they didn't bother as they huffed and puffed. The breeze as they moved blew against their faces but that, too, didn't stop them. They had to get to Dr. Clark before he and the others left.When they got to the entrance of the building, they stopped running and walked in.The receptionist recognised them and gave them a small nod telling them to proceed with the reason they were there.The both of them acknowledged her nod and went to the elevator. They got in it and a few seconds later, they were on the top floor.They both walked down the absolutely beautiful but empty and very silent corridor slowly. They loved as their sneakers sunk into the red carpet the spread everywhere. They turned right and continued walking.“Do you think
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Brie closed the door behind her with her leg. It made a loud snap that caused Derek to let out a soft moan as the sound wave caused his eardrum to tremble. She had the pizza box Penelope had asked for in her hand.“I didn't know which ones you like over the other so I went with good old Pepperoni.”Penelope's nose wiggled like a mouse's. “It isn't my favourite,” she started, “but isn't my worst either. Thank you,” she said as she got the box out of Brie's hands.She put it on the bed and walked to Derek' side. She knelt beside his bed but Brie peered down on him from above.“He's conscious already,” Penelope said, sounding like a small child who had just gotten a gift. She was talking to Brie.“Oh, has he?” Brie said, kneeling, too. “I can't handle it much any longer.”“Handle what?” Penelope asked, looking to her right, at Brie.“His sister, she has been dead worri
