♠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
♠All good boys go to heaven but bad boys bring heaven to you.♠★Yara held the door handle hesitantly, the room was dark though the glassy windows which displayed the night sky as though it illuminated the universe struck streaks of moon light into the room making it look beautiful and enchanting but distant. Her eyes scanned the whole area of the room, indeed it was in disarray, his pillows were strewn to the ground, his big sized duvets sprawled hopelessly on the bed and even his photographs laid carelessly on the floor-a few already smashed to pieces. Even his Bible was tossed on the floor.Her heart ached badly, picking up his Bible along with her as she quietly crept into the room, halting a little when she noticed his shoulders sag in resignation, he was holding a sheet of paper-clutching at it with his unspoken emotions and at some point, he broke down in silent cries. Jesus! She looked on, feeling her chest clench tightly together, pent up emotions immediately let itself
♠Till the day there's none...★Life is just another cycle of emotional turmoil. We come with nothing, knowing no one and we'd leave with nothing, taking no one except the helplessness of our demise. Sometimes it feels like we're actors and actresses playing out a script and the world as a stage. We don't change anything, just do whatever the script says.He liked to believe we just have missions to fulfill according to the principle of nature and I liked to believe it was unfair. I want to take control of my life and not feel like a programmed machine carrying out orders. I want to be able to change situations and possibly change the world.But that's the problem with humans, everyone wants to change the world, to gain control. And life just ends up all chaotic again.“What are you thinking about?” His voice drew her from her reverie, using her thumb to slowly run down his cheeks.“Nothing.”“Hm hmm” he groaned in disagreement, stirring his eyes wide awake to be greeted by her slen