♠If you make it to the water, He'll part the clouds.♠It was Monday.Bluebell's student week was starting today and Toby was sure not to attend. Not because he didn't want to, but because he had to go see his Grand dad today since his weekend relapse. Yara had stayed throughout the weekend. She had only put a call to Benny, telling her that she was going to stay for the weekend at his house. At first his mum had really worried about Yara's parents not comfortable with the ideas, but they never called back to ask or inquire about their daughter so she stopped worrying and became more relaxed with having Yara around.She couldn't cook neither Toby could but that was because he kinda still felt a bit weak, standing on his ten toes. Though, whenever he got the strength and they both tried to cook, they ended up burning the kitchen-figuratively. And afterwards, they ordered food. He packed a little of his clothes, his camera and a picture Yara had given him. She had given it to him as
♠My mind is a free fall, But there's nothing I can do, When it comes to you.♠★Lagos was a city of its own. Loud, energy filled, intriguing and tiresome. It was tiresome because They had literally successfully wasted two hours in traffic before pulling into an empty route leading to the outskirts of the state. Toby felt his tension spiralling within his chest at every mile the Uber covered and arriving finally at the gigantic silvery gate didn't help undo his nervousness. His mum peeked a glance at him, using her palms to caress his'. "You know," She started to say, "The first time your dad wanted me to come say hello to his parents, I nearly had a panic attack." She smiled forlornly blank at no one in particular, rubbing his fingers continuously,"His dad was one of the powerful chief judge in the country and his mum was just a replica of the word perfection: prim, courteous, beautiful,smart and nice. Little wonder why your dad was super amazing as you are—" She grinned, throw
♠You can't spell drama Without consonance♠♣Who else knew that someone as geeky as Seun was quite good at sending warm shivers through a girl's spine? Only that the recipient of the action isn't who we all think it is.By the way, doesn't recipient sound too formal?Anyway, the point is this. Seun was in a steamy making out session with someone who Sarah absolutely had no idea about rather peeking at them in shock.Interesting right?But it didn't seem that intresting to Sarah. Infact, it wasn't close to anything intriguing. Watching Seun wrap his hands around the torso of the so-female who was seated on a desk, in that abandoned classroom she and Toby shared, now with Yara though. Smooching passionately and letting her hands run through every part of his body.Sarah gulped. It didn't get better when she watched Seun pull away from his secret fling only to reveal the one person and last person she'd ever think about,Zaria Omah. She gasped, knocking the air out of her lungs. Fuck
♠I've been way through the jungle I've been crying with the wolves To get to you.♠•••"I can do this. I can do this..." She chanted, pacing about, "She's my schoolmate after all. Not like she'd kill me, right? Right?" She paused, pondering momentarily on the rhetorical question. If her confrontation wasn't going to be worth her death then why take the risk? Even so, certain things needed to be straightened out and she wasn't just going to sit by and watch it happen. Sarah thought. Resuming her incessant pacing about. Finally leaning against a pillar down the hallway that now had students trooping about while she tapped her feet slowly, mentally counting down seconds that felt like eternity. On cue, Zaria bounced out of the mini hall they had used for their students week meeting. Her phone wrapped around her hands while she occasionally reached at the earpod placed at the side of both ears. She slowed down on her gait, seeing Sarah fix a long stare at her. "Ooh, if it isn't mi
♠Hey stupid, I love you.♠★"Happy birthday Mr Thompson. Cheers to your new age, greater life ahead and more exploits to your handwork. I love you Dad." A light-skinned lady cheered, hoisting her champagne flute with the rest of everyone gathered to celebrate granddad. As everyone clapped, the spotlights fixated on grandad, he smiled brightly in a golden tuxedo, embracing the lady who wore a golden designed ball gown which floored around her when she walked and a pair of designed gloves. Granddad Irede had choosen the theme of his party to be a ball party so almost every lady appeared Inna ball gown and the men wore tux. Toby's mum had been the interior decor designer and had made sure the party looked simple yet exotic. Soft music emitted from the speakers as some people took to the down floor, slow dancing with their partners. Toby heard his phone chim out a notification that read: Party on Saturday night. You're invited. From April. P.S I still love you.He stared awhile at th
♠We are all tragedies, waiting to happen._Chisom EzeShe was used to the cold welcome the lush walls of her home welcomed her with, she was used to its emptiness the interior graced her feet with when she walked in. The warm feel of the air caressing her skin. She was used to it all. But today, All of it pricked her skin, pouring a solemn feeling all over her.Benny wasn't waiting by the door as usual and she found it odd. The cool air emitting from the air conditioner grazed her skin as usual, she pulled off her shoes, slipping her feet into a pair of fuzzy flip flops, upon raising her face up to see through the empty exuberant house, she stilled. Her frozen eyes drilled into the one person who happened to be a lady seated on a plush couch with legs crossed and eyes skimming a magazine. A glass of orange juice placed in front of the lady looked untouched. The woman adjusted the robes which she wore, then reached out to touch the her hair wrapped around like a crown before flippin
♠Stone cold, stone cold, you're dancing with her, while I'm staring at my phone.♠★"Thank y'all for coming around to celebrate my success with me. For reals, acting alongside with Desmond Ukeme in our upcoming movie was awesome...." She gestured to a guy who raised his glass to her in acknowledgement as the crowd booed whilst she continued."And asides your girl hitting it off around the world, I wanna say I'm grateful. It's all thanks to y'all." She paused, plastering a puppy gaze as she held her hands to her chest in gratitude as the crowd cooed and Awwww-ed at her."Anyways, enjoy the party, I am April Waje and welcome to my world!!" A blast of fire works shot through the air as loudcheers burst out from the crowd, DJ swung into another afro beat and the party once again turned fire.She shook her head, catching up with the speech-like closing remark April made upstage in her fairy designed mini dress and purple hair which she stylishly crowned with a makeover that made her ef
♠'cos the hole inside my heartis stupid deep. Stupid deep♠★The Earth is small, definitely spherical and most definitely always revolving around the sun. But why did it seem like our vast little world revolved around our darkest chaos?The little things we expect, we desire, we long for, they just never seem to align with our luck. If she didn't know better, she would have concluded that we have been Ill-fated from our diaper days, from the day we formed our existence in the womb that bore us.Maybe such ill fate could explain labor pains. The chaos that tallied with the shrill cries we unconsciously let out to embrace our disaster patiently waiting to rip our senses into shreds and control our lives in such catastrophe.And such ill fate could only be the most logical explanation of why today of all days, of all the time in the world, of all places should Yara Chizaram Williams crash into Tola Makinde?Tola held a red cup and slurred out incoherent words, peering straight at Yara