Isla and her friend, Titi strolled with playful chatters to the locker room to get the textbooks they will need for the next class without any idea of what was going on in the canteen. Checking her wrist watch, she noticed that they had only few minutes left. She crinkled her nose in disgust. “We better hurry Titi before Mrs. Peterson gets to the class before us. I don't want to be in her bad book.” They sauntered towards their locker. Titi and Isla has been friends since childhood and to this effect, she knows almost everybody in the Rockson family except the fact about Phidelia being a twin. Getting to the locker, both turned their respective doors opened.
“Oh,” Titi paused, suddenly remembering something. “Just saw Phildelia earlier on in the hallway, did she get transfered here?” she glanced into her locker, scanning through her neatly packed books for her Calculus textbook. “Hm.” Isla mumbled sharply with a nod, searching t
“Hey, tell me. Are you two fighting?” Emma queried with a skeptical look.“No auntie–” Phidelia sighed sharply and sauntered towards the stairs. “Just a bad day at school. I’ll go change now.” she glided the stairs.Emma stared as her back faded through the corridor to her room; quiet confuse. “What’s going on with them?” she mumbled thoughtfully and shrugged.“Hurry and get down for supper.” she shouted, heading back to the terrace to continue what she was doing.Phidelia shoved her bag well over her shoulders, unlocking her door. After turning the keys few times, it clicked opened. She slowly pushed it opened as she shuffled in with the thoughts of her family running through her mind. She really missed them a lot especially her sister. It’s been eleven years now since they got separated. And to top it all, they haven’t been visiting per their promise. And talking about
Claire at that moment noticed Phidelia’s confusion and failure in remembering her. She chuckled, slightly shaking her head. “Hey–it’s me. The girl you helped at the canteen the other time. Have you forgotten me already?”Phidelia instinctively gasped at this revelation, feeling quiet bad. “I’m so sorry.” she mumbled hastily, “Everything happened so fast so I didn't really pay attention to your face.” she gave a sheepish grin which was obvious enough to expose her embarrassment.Claire giggled, “Hey–no need to be so embarrassed. Come on, hop in. I can see you're waiting for a cab.”“Yeah, thanks so much.” she exuded, pulling the back seat door opened. “You’ve really saved me. Thought I was gonna miss my first lesson.” she settled in, dropping her bag beside her and the cab sped off.“No need to thank me girl–. You once saved my ass too you kn
Not long have Phidelia settled down that the teacher sauntered into the classroom and lessons began. Rowan who didn't really buy the story of Phidelia tripping on the stairs kept stealing sceptical glances at her without her notice. Not to talk of her groaning and wincing uncomfortable in her seats for the past 10mins since the lessons began and this was very irritating for him.He slightly looked under the desk, checking on her leaping foot and noticed that it was gradually swelling up. "Hey," he nudged her. "You should go to the infirmary and get your foot checked. You keep groaning uncomfortably." He whispered.Phidelia thought of the possibility of being questioned on how it happened and so on and so forth so she hesitated. "No Rowan, I'm okay." she assured and went on with jotting some notes down. Rowan found this attitude of hers so annoying and couldn't resist escalating."This is so–annoying Delia." He thumped the table with his hand as he dropped the pen, making Ph
The 3hours suggested by Miss. Florida was almost near and per her words, the drugs were finally neutralizing and letting go off it's effect from it's victim. Phidelia winced at the irritating arguing voices that hit her ear drums when she became conscious of herself. She drowsily opened her eyes, slowly turning her head to the direction of the voices only to see Rowan and Claire.She smiled, slowly shrugging up. Meanwhile the two were so engulfed in their disagreement and didn't even notice her sitting up. When she had finally managed to her way up, she folded her arms on her chest, watching and tilting her head with slight giggles as she watched the two disagree on things."Woah–" She chuckled, finally drawing their attention. "You two really look like a couple you know." She teased, making them glanced disgustingly at each other."Oh, please Delia." Rowan scoffed, gliding over to her side. "Who is she by the way?" He threw a scornful glare at Claire who in t
CANBERRA ACT, AUSTRALIA.ELVIS HILL HIGH SCHOOL.10:00 am.Phidel sat in the library with her friends, Cora and Luna working on their Literature research work. She had her eyes fixed on the textbook but was totally spacing out. She felt something was unusually off but couldn't place a hand on it. She was so engulfed in her thoughts and didn't even hear Luna's call."Phidel..?, Phidel..?" She called once again, making a gentle tap on the table but Phidel was just lost. Cora glanced at Phidel then to Luna, exchanging quizzical looks. "What's wrong with her?" Cora whispered and Luna shrugged. "I don't know." She murmured sharply, glancing back at Phidel.Cora nudged Luna, tilting her head in Phidel's direction. "Why don't you find out?" she suggested. All along, Phidel was not aware of her environment. "Why am I feeling so down today? Could this be about Phidelia?" she grumbled mentally to herself, checking down on her watch. "It's 10am, that's means
Isla kept trying to open the door but to no avail. She could hear Phidelia's gasp fading gradually with every passing second. "Hung in there Delia." She slammed her body into the door to try and get it opened but it only left an unbearable pain from it's impact. "Argh!" she groaned, holding her right shoulder with her left hand as she winced in apprehension; lurking around.At his rate, some of the passing students had started gathering around with everybody murmuring among themselves as they don't know what was really going on.On the other hand, Claire was also on her way with Rowan, praying and hoping to herself that nothing happens to Phidelia. It was at this point that things became clear to Rowan. He hastily snatch his hand from Claire. "I will take the lead." He muttered as he raced off. He got to the washroom to see few crowded students at the door with Isla trying to get the door opened by herself. He rushed into the crowd, pushing his way through. Just as he go
NETHERLANDSPhidel returned home after school with her mood completely off. She pushed the door opened and strolled over to the living room slamming herself into the sofa.Her mother who was laying in the next sofa, watching a Soap Opera deftly turned to glance at her and noticing her sulky face, sprung up. "Are you okay? You don't look good.""It's about Phidelia mum–" She grumbled, "I suddenly felt weird at school so decided to call her. I tried her line severally but couldn't get to her and she didn't even call back too." Phidel let out a weary sigh.Jerome sat thoughtfully for some seconds and grinned, "Don't worry, She might probably be busy with school activities. Anyway, did you try your Auntie's line?""Yes I did and her line was also...." Just then, the door creaked opened and her father walked in. "Your Auntie said she missed your call, Phidel? He uttered as he glided in. "What was the matter?" He joined them in the living
It was 7:30pm when the cab pulled up at Phidelia's stop. She glided out of the car and slammed the door behind her. Claire scotted deftly to where Phidelia initially sat and leaned on the window of the car's door with a smile on her face, waiting patiently as Phidelia adjusted her backpack over her shoulders."See you tomorrow." She uttered as Phidelia looked up."Sure." Phidelia waved at her with a smile and the cab drove off. She turned, slowly pushing the main gate opened as she sauntered in. She strolled through the yard and glided up the porch. She slammed the door opened and shuffled in with heavy feet, exhausted. "I'm home." she announced, closing the door."How was school?" Her auntie queried from the sitting room."Not bad," She came to a halt in between the stairway and the hall. "But was quiet exhausting." She added. Isla who was sitting beside her mother with her face buried in her novel instinctively scoffed at her reply. "I bet it was." She thre
“I am not the person you're looking for,” Those are the only words Phidel uttered– leaving Rowan more puzzled than before as she dashed off. “If she isn't then who is she and where is the one he is looking for? How are they related ?” Rowan pondered. For goodness sake, he needed clarity which for some reason~ he wasn't, getting. “Phidelia!” he called, rushing after her. Phidel on the other hand hassled down the hallways in her possible best to escape Rowan. She knew she would have to open up to him one day but it was not today. What made her even say what she said? “You're so stupid Phidel,” she mumbled– looking out for Rowan as she hurried the stairs to the main hall. “You should think before you speak.” she huffed. “Phidel!” At that moment, a voice called out to her. Intuitively, she lurked around with a panicked stricken look. For some reason the voice was familiar but that was none of her cousins. Instantly, her gaze settled on a figure approaching a few steps ahead of
“Is it true?” Isla’s voice hit Phidel before whatever she had thought of escaped her lips. Deftly, her gaze went to the former, totally taken aback and puzzled at the same time. “Do you see things we don't?” She quickly added.Phidel who was by herself lost for words; stared at the anxious and curious gazes fixed on her. “Are you going to tell them?” Phidelia slightly nudged her on the shoulder in a whisper as if they could hear– the whole atmosphere tensed up just by their gazes.Truth be said, Phidel had no problem letting the cat out of the bag but then her problem was her cousins; how were they going to take it? Were they going to believe her or just see her as some weird kid as she had always been referred to in her former school. These thoughts raced through her mind as the feeling of standing at crossed roads surged through her.Phidel intently stared at her sister– clearly hearing what was going through her mind. Has she been having this ability for a while? How come she never
Seated in the bus as it rode through the familiar streets, Phidel couldn't help her anxiety– her mind just refused to stay calm. It was like the whole universe was suddenly coming down on her. “Am I busted? Is this how it ends? Did I fail in bringing my sister’s murders to book? Did I fail her the justice she deserves?” This and more questions took turns in her mind as she remained restless. There was no way she was ready to give up, not when she had come this far. “....I need to do something, I’m easily not going to back out.” she said with some degree of certainty– thinking of a plan ‘B’ just in case her anticipation turned out to be right.Phidelia on the other hand, just stayed by her side– casting glances at her at every passing minute. It felt as though she didn't know her sister anymore. If she could wish for something at that moment, it would’ve been for the ability to read her sister's mind just to know what’s running on in there.Nevertheless, the former has also refused to
It was around 4 pm when the cab pulled over in front of the gates of WESLEY HIGH. Just on gliding out of the car, the sound of the bell rang through every corner of the school– announcing the end of classes for the day.Phildel briefly cast the driver a gaze then sauntered off into the school while the cab sped off. As things were, the former had barely spent about 2hours in the school. Scampering into the hallway, she navigated her way towards her class while the others filed into the hallways in groups– with everyone headed towards their various paths. Leaving the entire school in such a rumpus.Just when Phidel was about to curve into the classroom, Claire noticed her. Without hesitation, she dashed off to her.“Hey, where’ve you been?” she questioned which had Phidel cast a glance at her before walking through the door.Claire who wasn’t ready for Tina's trouble lurked into the class for any sign of her before fol
Hurrying through the field with literally no idea of being followed, Tina made her way to a deserted part of the park which was slightly into the woods– carefully watching her steps at every step she took. The atmosphere alone sends that creepy vibes down ones’ spine– the quietness that engulf the area was like that of a cemetery. Phidel on the other hand, followed as quietly as possible– keeping her distance so as not to get noticed.Though she could see every movement and demeanor of the former; the distance between them was vast– giving her enough room to sneak into hiding whenever Tina tried looking out for any stalker. With a successful close-up watch on the latter, she finally got to her destination– making Phidel swiftly sneak behind one of the trees as quietly as possible as Tina glanced back once again.When she was sure she was alone, she knelt beneath one of the trees which she had inscribed an indication on&nd
Lifting her gaze up as she swept away the strand of hair that had escaped from its hold, Tina’s brows intuitively furrowed– meeting eyes on with that familiar gaze. “You?” She muttered, instantly springing to her feet as she snatched the book from him in the process– her displeasure written all over her face. As if on an impulse, she scoffed– rolling her eyes in motion as she tilted her head away then back to the intruder whom she seem really pissed with. “Are you stalking me or something?” She inquired but then as if in realization, she paused for a moment~ narrowing her gaze towards the latter as if she could read through him. “Don’t tell me my Dad paid you for this.”“Hey, hey, wait a moment.” Ethen briefly chuckled, not sure what she meant by that. “What did you mean by paid for this?” He snapped in, his words fading with the smiles in the process. “Let’s first get this right– you bumped into me, not the other way round. Isn’t this the point where you thank me rather?” He added w
It had already been 20mins since Tina took her seat beside her friends but had barely said anything. Her mind seemed to be afar though there was so much rumpus in the hall. The look on her face screamed there was something on her mind but neither of her friends could lay hands on what it was– and neither was she opening up.“Hey,” Roxy nudged her arm, drawing the former’s attention to herself. “Are you okay? You’ve been spacing out since you took your seat.” She asked with creased brows– her concern evident on her face,. Meanwhile, Bella gazed skeptically at Tina as she filled her mouth with a bite of sandwich not sure what was on the former’s mind either.Staring into the latter eyes, the only thing that came to Tina’s mind was Phidel’s words. Should she tell her friend or not? A voice rang in her head but then, she shove it off inwardly– knowing it was not going to solve matters in an
Not long had the words escaped Phildelia's lips that they noticed the security personnel staggered out of the control room in quite a haste given– the fact that he was the only one available at the said time since his coworker was yet to arrive. Though he shouldn't have left his post, he had no other choice as it was very urgent.The two, on the other hand, saw this as a great opportunity– to put it right; an answered prayer. Watching as he turned the corner of the other hallway, they bulged out from their hideout as they scampered to their targeted spot as quietly as possible.Getting to the door, Phidel slowly pushed it open– popping her head in the first while Phidelia stayed glued behind her on the lookout for anybody at all. When the former was sure there was nobody inside, she hobbled in with the latter directly behind her.With a swift scan of the room– checking out for any hidden cams, Phidelia sauntered over to the fixed comput
Time was fast running but Tina had no intention whatsoever in going to school. All she wanted to do at the moment was to vanish with the breeze which was just as absurd as it sounded. She strolled along the pavement; lost in her own thoughts of dejection. Inwardly, she felt bitterness surged through her at every past memory that flashed her mind as she fought back her tears. She was really miffed at herself and whatever was going in her life.“They were the main reason she was like this but they don’t seem to get it;” Her inner voice echoed. Just thinking about it alone made her stomach churned with hatred.After what seemed like an endless walk, she finally got to the bus stop. She settled on one of the seats under the waiting shade– staring down at her feet. Not long, the first bus pulled by but she was least interested in getting on board. She remained glued in her seat, drowning in her grief– the sense of numbness infused her body