Shhh..... I can hear you

Voice 6

Days has gone by since Tiwa had met Josiah's mother, she had tended to visit quite frequently and was somehow always there at the right time when he was in need of a supportive shoulder when his parents weren't around. The two had grown a mutual friendship, especially after Tiwa had newly introduced P1Harmony content to him, which had peaked his interest the most.

They had also exchange numbers and emails to communicate more frequent whem she couldn't come inside the house at late hours. Laying in bed on his stomach, with apple slices untouched on a plate, was Josiah binge watching funny moments of the new favoured group, when his phone had pinged louded, vibrating in his hands and sending a sudden jolt to his body. He had paused the video just before Keeho had answered to a fan on his livestream "Girl, it's a white wall". He had a notification from Tiwa on Instant message.

Tuesday 8:11pm

Tiwa: Are you dead?
Josiah: What?! No, what made u think that?
Tiwa: Well I'm sorry but I don't have x-ray vision for me to see through the guarding fortress of what is your curtain 😒

The young boy had reluctantly trudged out of bed and revealed his distressed-looking state, messy hair and cirnkled shirt.

Josiah: Uh-
Josiah: I will have u know that I am well and ALIVE, hence how I'm messaging u back, thank you very much
Tiwa: no WAY, I couldn't TELL at all
Tiwa: I thought it was the postman responding to me😒🤯 as if I couldn't see u give me a dirty look
Josiah: Hush you child
Tiwa: Anyways what you doing?
Josiah: Watching P1Harmony content, like u recommended I was just getting to the good parts
Tiwa: GOOD
Tiwa: You know who needs friends when you have P1Harmony
Josiah: I-
Josiah: I am taken aback
Josiah: What am I? Your neightbour's stray cat?

He had glanced at again at his friend from across the lawn who stuck her pink tongue at him.

Tiwa: Now that you watched P1Harmony, go watch some The Boyz content
Tiwa: Music, content, all of it
Tiwa: Neow
Josiah: I will do when I have the time
Tiwa: All you have is time
Tiwa: Seriously🙄
Josiah: I swear down you are getting more relentless as the time passes
Tiwa: Hey, annoy me and I will counterattack
Tiwa: I onced punched a girl in the face cause she was talking crap behind my back
Tiwa: And what she got? A face-full of fist
Josiah: .......
Josiah: Am I suppose to be terrified? Because I don't know if I should be
Tiwa: Oh get a hold of yourself
Tiwa: People from my old school were scared of me for no reason
Tiwa: I'm not that scary

Josiah immediately raised his head towards the glass and made a face towards the girl.

Josiah: Oh yeah that was very nonchalant of you to punch a girl in the face 🙄
Tiwa: But she talked crap
Tiwa: What else did you want me to do? Loiter around her with a teapot of tea, waiting to serve her a cup?
Tiwa: If that was the case I would have poured the drink all over her
Tiwa: Also I was having a bad day so you could not blame for doing so
Josiah: By that statement, I hereby say that I am not scared of u
Tiwa: That's what I thought
Tiwa: Look, I'm an angel- 😇
Josiah: I don't see the said angel anywhere
Tiwa: I swear down I will backhand you
Josiah: Hey! That isn't nice, that's abuse
Tiwa: That ain't abuse, this is my version of positive reinforcement 😁
Josiah: Stay away from children!
Tiwa: Yo I spend 24/7 with twin brothers and a sister who can't count for her life, if I could, I would
Tiwa: And you know that I hate kids
Josiah: And I bet kids hate u, so HA
Josiah: 😝
Tiwa: Speaking of, I have to go and help my mum take care of the twins
Tiwa: One has intense diarrhea and the other is crying
Tiwa: Ciao
Josiah: Bye
Josiah: And don't hurt the babies!
Tiwa: I won't make any promise!

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The new school term had just begun, so Tiwa had to enrol in the local school of their village, having only 248 students in it. There, she had made it her mission to become the elite of this small academic institution.

After just being in school for a week, she had already topped every single class their was, except from Art. Art had never been her forte.

Her older sister had once gifted her a whole collection set of art supplies, despite saying throughout the years of living under the same roof, that she doesn't draw.

She had no reliability on her abilities to draw and she wasn't keen on wasting her patience in drawing a shoe right.

Despite not wanting to give a damb in Art, she had decided to take it upon herself to learn how to draw, so that her would be the ultimate smart person in their school.

She didn't want to sign up Art classes because it was with this teacher, who kept bringing the spotlight on her and trying to pick her out from the crowd, which annoyed her because of the nonsense topics they had brought to attention.

She had an idea of who to approach as she briskly walked down the side of the road before crossing it, synchronised with a grey squirrel that had jumped into the next tree.

Barging through her house door, she ran upstairs and quickly changed clothes, ran back downstairs and dashed out the door, within the space of 10 minutes.

She walked across the crunching lawn beneath her and collected her fingers into a fist and lightly knocking on the front door of the Tempents' house.

Mr Tempent, or informally known as Greg, had opened the door and greeted the teenager into the house before trailing into his study.

"He's taking a shower right now, so you can just wait in his room." She heard him shout from the ground floor.

She had already placed herself on his bed, watching Got7 content to pass the time.

She had heared footsteps and a creak, looked up and saw Josiah out of the bathroom, ruffling his damp hair with a white towel.

He had already changed into a fresher shirt and shorts and had the other towel folded neatly in his arm before tossing it into the laundery basket by his cupboard.

"You're here early, I thought school ended 10 minutes ago. Don't you stop by the corner shop to buy squashies or snacks before coming home?" He asked, not really fazed and now used to her presence being there.

"Well lucky for me, I stocked up so I got snacks at home. But I'm here for a favour." She starts.

"What do you want?" He asked, sitting on his swivelling chair.

"Teach me how to draw."