The Final Year (vol 1)

Visitation

I frowned at the image in the mirror, scrunching up my nose as the make up artist finish is work. I hate parties, i hate dressing up for an event, i hate the crowd, more importantly I hate the camera.

My parents knows this yet they still want me to attend this party with them. It's been a long time since I have gone to this kind of event cause I like to keep my low key. I don't know what got into my parents that made them insist on me going.

The disturbing and scary part of the whole thing was that the Cole's are the hosts meaning I will see him! We vacated four days ago, i kept contact with all my friends on phone, yes I do text him but I refuse to pick his calls.

Am afraid he is messing with my head. Or he has already...

The party will be held by noon in their abode right here in Ikoyi. I don't understand the reason why my mother had to employ the help of a make up artist.

I think she doesn't trust me on dressing up for this type of occasion on my own knowing I will dress hideously or shabbily in other to look less attractive.

Tomorrow is Christmas eve and the Cole's are having a little get together according to my mum and am also invited and I must go.

Willingly or not.

The only good thing thing about this thing is the lovely dress I got to wear.

It was a silk velvety green dress, it as a lacey top. It was not too showy and definitely modest. I had to pair it up with golden ankle straps, some golden bracelets and emerald, tear drop earrings. My golden clutch which my mother brought for me last year to go along with the look.

My hair was separated at the middle then styled back into a bun. My make up was minimal and not too showy, i had a nude makeup on.

Ready to go...

My mum gushed on how beautiful I look as soon as she saw me. I had to stop me from rolling my eyes knowing how she hates that. She went as far as boasting that I took the looks from her. My father was trying so hard to contain his laugh.

We took the Rolls Royce to the party. It was in the car that I was getting a feel of who and who is coming to the party. I frown at the amount of important people I heard. I can't stand this power hungry people.

This party is gonna suck.

   
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I detest this sick potbellied politicians who thinks they have everything. How can you steal the people's money and resources and still wine and dine comfortably in it?

I had a permanent scowl on my face as soon as I stepped in palatial mansion of the Cole's. Am not happy with the set of people I have seen.

Proud men, annoying, showy women who kept cackling like witches , and snobbish, overachieving ass*oles as well as bitches who thinks they have it all.

It has been years since I came here but I still remember the layouts, i think....

What got me more annoyed was the stares I received from my peers and even older one. I must be an interesting sight to their boring life since I rarely come to get together like this.

I sent a glare to a group of girls who find it as their job to be gossiping about me. They scurried away as soon as they noticed my incessant glare.

Guess am back to my cranky old self.

I overhead a group of grown men laughing and talking about a project one of them was implementing for the past two years in his constituency.

How can you be constructing a community road for the past two years?!