" Dad, I am presently 16 years and I have a lot of things to be happy about. For example, I will be graduating very soon, I have good friends that are looking after me", I said hoping it would just end.
He nodded and set to leave, I heaved a sigh of relief and closed my eyes. "I just hope it is not about one of your friends, remind me of her name? , he asked and my face flushed with shyness at the fact that he is almost getting me. "Daddy, I hope you are not trying to tease me", I said "You are a teenager and it is obvious on your face that you might have developed feelings for that girl, mmm, Rachael. It is important to always control these sexual impulses and not act on them purposefully", he said and I felt relieved to know someone knows and cares about my predicament.******************************************** "Michael, you should sleep at your dad's office, are you ok", someone said tapping me as I slowly opened my eyes to see Brother Joe, who happened to be one of my dad's workers. I can't believe I just went into my imaginary world. I only imagined my dad lecturing me about my feelings, Oh Lord of Mercy, please guide my imagination realm', I said inwardly We only ended our conversation when I cited some of the reasons why I can be happy. He left only for me to be imagining a lecture in my head. 'I am weird', I mused. "I am perfectly fine, I was just thinking about something Brother Joe", I said and left the room before he starts to ask me another question or some sets of questions I got to school the next day with my normal routine, greetings, and a bunch of other stuff. I no longer feel lonely when Joshua is around, and as a matter of fact, the class is quite lively.It was finally lunch break and I kinda lost my appetite so I brought out my Mathematics textbook to solve. As much as I am a brilliant fellow, Mathematics is the only subject I get a B+ in. It gives me difficulty solving some questions in it, and that is why my percentage always falls between 65-70%. No wonder they say 'No one can be an island of knowledge. It is either you are good in many aspects but lack at one aspect or the other.
I was solving a simultaneous equation question when Ethan suddenly moved his chair closer to my side, leaping a little bit forward to my right ear. "I missed you", he whispered, his warm breath fanning my ears that I almost squirm if not for some self-control.
He moved back a little and I smiled at him. He reciprocated and I felt my stomach twisting and a warm sensation filling my body. I returned my gaze to my book to continue solving, as he continued to gist me about how he spent his holiday. It seems he had my time today, I thought.
I progressed with solving and at a few intervals, I raised my head and contributed to what he was saying. I can't face him, he is too close for my liking. Thinking about it alone makes me blush on its own. I suddenly felt a hand grab my books from my desk, that act alone scared the half-wit of me.
" Don't stress yourself too much my hero or you might die of too much brain", he said smirking and I almost choked at his stupid acts. He should just have told me to close my books instead of acting like a maniac.
I moved my chair back a little at least to give us some space and we continued talking. I must confess, I enjoyed that very moment. His face was more handsome, and his laughter made me smile. I did not feel tired just staring at his face or scanning his look.
He asked me for some advice and I willingly gave him some that I think are quite beneficial.Friday came like always, I must say this week was filled with a little bit of fun by Joshua's comedy acts and filled with a lot of blushing and smiling due to Ethan's gentleman's acts. I can't stop thinking about both Rachael and Ethan. The moments I shared with them on a one-on-one basis kept creeping into my imaginary world.
I was strolling down the corridors when I suddenly heard Gloria's voice" Michael, please come here", she said and I decided to spend some time in her class. I kept on greeting everyone in SSS 3 GAMMA which was designated for the Arts students. Gloria and I chatted for a while before I decided to leave for my class only for me to bump into someone.
I looked up and politely said sorry as I quickly picked some of his books that fell on the ground. As I was arranging his books back, a small book caught my attention as I held it looking at it closely. 'Young People Ask Volume 2' was the title written on it.
"Do you like it? I can give you if you want it", the voice of Stephen, the boy I bumped into said jolting me out of my concentration on the book.
"I am sorry, you said something about giving me this book, are you sure about it?", I asked unsure whether he would give the book to me.
He chuckled lightly and said "Someone gave it to me and to be sincere, I have the soft copy of the book on my phone and I use to read it anytime I need answers bothering me as a teenager", he said and then continued
"It is a book every teenager should read, a book for all teen situations. It might be a book to your situation", he concluded. 'A book about my situation?'"I am just joking, I don't even know your situation, but it is a very good book, try to read it", Stephen offered. I could not help but feel giddy hoping I would find a solution to my admiration for boys.I thanked him continuously before leaving as I scrolled through the book on my way to the class. Either it is admiration or not, I will surely find the answers to my doubting mind.*********I got home that Friday and I couldn't be more joyous than ever when I saw my older brother Matthew at home. He just finished his 200 Level Second Semester as a student of Business Administration and he
I woke up the next morning suddenly feeling something cold on my forehead. I opened my eyes slowly as I saw my mum wearing a worried expression. 'What happened? Why did I feel weak yesternight?'"I don't know what your problem is, always reading every time to the extent that you developed a fever", my mum said and a drop of tears fell from my eyes. If only she knew I have been developing feelings for boys the same well I developed one for a girl."I'm sorry mum, I only slept around 11 pm after reading a book, I never knew It would result in fever this morning", I said feeling guilty for stressing my mum.
I got to school the next day putting on my English attire. I hardly chose as my daddy and younger brother helped me with it. My elder brother, Matthew did not say anything in regards to the attire, still the old Matthew.I later settled for a sky blue shirt, black trousers, a waistcoat with a bow tie to match. I also had to put on a black hat, pair of glasses, and a rocking black pair of shoes. I must confess I looked like a Professor.As I walked through the corridors, some of the juniors walked up to me to take selfies with me."Senior Michael, you look 'take away'. I do not mind be
My heart raced as my eyes scanned his facial expressions but I could not draw out that he was lying. He is telling the truth, no way, I'm freaking out."What? You stole it?" my voice quivered as my eyes opened wide bewildered by the reply I got from him.He stood straight, looking at me confidently as my face crept into a frown."Ha! I got you. I love that look on your face", he said.My muscle relaxed as I felt stupid for falling for his brainless tricks. I glared at him as he quickly apologiz
Dear Diary,' Long time, I've missed writing my thoughts. I am writing this down as a result of a new finding in my life. I just realized a week ago that I have been attracted to six boys my whole life.As much as it hurts to have that kind of feeling, I have to be positive and not think too much about it. I must have developed feelings for the same sex due to my hormone fluctuation.Learning I had a feeling for the opposite sex light up my world as it made me feel less depressed about that weird feeling.
#FLASHBACKMy family and I were sitting at the dining table for dinner on a Friday night 2hen my dad mentioned that I should inform him when the application for JAMB examinations is available. The JAMB form has been available for close to a week, which I obviously did not inform my dad about.The thought of writing that examination, which was a very important criteria for higher education, only left a bitter taste at the back of my tongue. My sixth sense no doubt kept wandering about the consequences of gaining admission into the university. I felt shivers down my body, especially with one of the decisions I made recently.
"Ethan is sick?" I asked to confirm."Yep," Joshua replied, patting my back before leaving my worried self. Ethan is sick? How is that possible?' I questioned myself as I felt concerned for him.I saw him this morning and he was looking hale and hearty. We talked as he even tried to convince me to come to the school hostel. I even forced him to revise his Biology. We concluded the Biology and the next thing was that he was nowhere to be found.I quickened my pace as I hurriedly went to the sickbay. I walked slowly down the corridors of the sickbay when I heard some known voices of some of my classmates.I moved towards the open
It has been over 3 weeks, and a lot of things have happened. The WAEC examination came to an end, and I must confess, I felt as if a burden had been lifted off my shoulder. That very day we concluded our examination, we(the SSS3 students) made our way to the staff room, each one of us saying our words of appreciation to our teachers.All the teachers held on a beautiful smile as they said their blessings, wishing us a good future ahead. We all went back to the hall, with one less task off our way. I decided in my heart to use the next two weeks to rest and prepare for my next examination, the NECO EXAMINATION. Yes, the NECO examination, an exam that is also as important as the previous one.As much as I love reading, I would rather cancel that examination, but
AUTHOR POINT OF VIEWI want to use this opportunity to thank all of my readers. It has been a long journey writing this book(my first book), all thanks to your reads and ever-supportive reviews.This book has shown different stages on how attraction for the same-sex might set in, as well as how society condemns it. Michael was a great male lead as he decided to control his feelings rather than give in to them.When I wanted to write this book, a question came to my mind. "Why are they gay people as well as lesbians?"I did my research realizing that feelings toward the same sex might start to set in due to involuntary sexual arousal(which is normal).So I thought of writing a book about how a character would be attracted to the same sex but control those feelings. I made Michael go through different stages, to self-discovery and assuring himself he is not gay, not until he involves himself in
EPILOGUEI've gone too far to give up nowJust put a bandage on those scarsThere's no need to be held by failureYou can beat all of the oddsAnd if you feel under pressureScared beyond measureLost a close treasureYou've got to rememberYou're not what they call youCan't limit yourself to whatPeople tell youYou're the final word
Every day seems like a passing phase. Every moment is like a good time. Ever since my last talk with Chris and Phil, I am yet to make a decision. It seems suffocating thinking of what to go for, especially with a bitter feeling in the pit of my stomach.One of my thoughts ended up being against what my body is craving for. I always find myself asking questions. If I eventually am with Phil, will I be happy? What if I remain single and this weird feeling keeps persisting? How will I even figure out the right thing to go for?I looked at the streets with the simmering of light as Phil draped his hand on my shoulder. Anytime I try to tell him to stop trying to be always with me, he becomes sad. In as much as I want him to be back with Senior Joy, he was able to get what I was trying to do.I don't know what is happening to me. I no longer feel those butterflies in my Tommy, anxiety, and nervousness never creep
It would have been a worse scenario for me if I continued to feel the pleasure, but it stopped. My body became numb, as I closed my eyes, the imaginations of Joseph's attempt to rape me crept into my mind.I felt a surge of power as I pushed Phil away."I can't do this. I can't. It is an immoral act", my voice started shaking as tears glimmered in my eyes.I could feel the surprised look on Phil as his gaze was on me. He groaned, then hissed before moving closer to me." Are you okay?", he asked with concern as I nodded."Are you sure you don't want to do this? We both like each other, don't we?", he tried to reassure but I could not help but feel a bitter taste on my tongue." I don't want to get carried away by temporary pleasure. I know you are probably angry but I can't seem to keep off my mind from how we will both feel after having sex. I can't do this. God condemns such act", I said, my mind r
It has been over three weeks with Phil. It has not been an easy one, especially with asking for forgiveness from those he had greatly hurt or done something bad to. So happy that the five people we went to forgave him, tho it took time.It was not easy. Some took days before they forgave Phil. That of Senior Joy and Kevin took a day but the others were like hard nuts to crack. Forgiveness does not mean forgetting, but letting go of the hurt. That is obvious from those set of people Phil offended.*****I could not help but beam with a smile as I covered the lid of the cooler container containing the melon soup. I packed it in a small bag, alongside some wraps of pounded yam.Getting outside the kitchen only to meet Chris glancing at me."Ahem, why the stare?", I asked, trying to act calmly without giving away my real mood." Why do I feel you are guilty of something?", Chris asked, munc
It was just as if I was reading the book of Revelation. Philip got entangled with bad friends, who brought him nothing but trouble. He joined the cultist against his will but under the influence of alcohol and drugs.He was forced to do his first assignment or the one closest to his heart will suffer the consequences. He yielded, afraid of facing to see his loved ones dead.Phil turned his head, his eyes red, full of regrets and pain. I felt my heart heavy, as I tried to remain strong at least for him. He needs to let it all out. I also need to know his final decision(s)."I wept that very day, my heart feeling like sinking. I betrayed the trust and love between Joy and me to save her and my foster parents. Trust me when I say that the cult leader meant it as I have seen proof of how he causes the death of other people without even thinking. Most importantly, no traces tend to link to any of his apprentices in this evil
I felt a surge of emotions as I listened to Philip's story. My body trembled at what he has gone through. No doubt the saying that 'THE RICH ALSO CRY' is not a fallacy.Waking up with people you feel were your parents, then they neglected you, becoming business tycoons. You had a strange feeling they are not your parents. Confirming it, it turns out to be true.Facing your so-called parents only to realize they held the truth away from you for over 20 years of your life. The truth was revealed as your true mother abandoned you in front of an orphanage, leaving you to face a cruel world all by yourself.I don't know who to blame right now, whether it was his real mother who left him for over 20 years without turning back to look for him or his foster parents who placed their work lifestyle over their adopted son."You know, that time, after knowing my real mother was back, I wished she could die. I bu
I don't know how I should feel right now. I saw his two hands form into fists as he bowed his head a little. With the little courage within me, I continued staring at his figure even when fear and nervousness enveloped my mind.Few seconds passed as my heart kept pacing. His lips twitched into a smile as he picked his spoon to continue eating his ice cream."Who told you I am a cultist?", he questioned a smile still on his lips, his eyes peeking at me making me feel stupid for asking such a question." I'm sorry I asked such a question. I…", I find words stuck in my throat.He folds his arms, moving his head closer to my ear as he whispers."I am a cultist. The leader of AZA CULT GROUP, one of the notorious cult gangs in this University"I felt as if a knife pierce through my skin as he moved back, his face now showing a sad feature. I tried to move my lips but they felt glued. He is joking right?", I can feel myself asking my i
Fear could probably be the least of my expressions after knowing the true identity of Phil last night. I lost my appetite even when Chris nudged me to eat. He was the one that later ended up eating it all. According to him, it seems he likes me and thought I might help Phil one way or the other.I am still finding it difficult to digest it. Such a young man who happens to be charming, caring, and respectful. Even when I listed the qualities I liked about him, Chris still told me they do not write it on their foreheads whether they are cultists or not.****Standing in front of the mirror, I could not help but compliment my look. Putting on a grey round neck and black trousers with a black sandal. Chris suggested I put on clothes with his favorite colors."Be calm, I will be at the restaurant. I work there now", Chris said." What? When have you started working there?", I asked"I was transferred yesterday. I could not tell you since yo