It was supposed to be the most anticipated period for the seniors but trouble surfaced in the form of a revengeful bitch, the unexpected presence of a returning student, death in the most unlikely place, and a series of agonizing moments.
It's a new...
For teemawrites who wouldn't stop disturbing me😭😭😭
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—————————♠π√————————— “Some people survive the chaos, and
That is how they grow. But I,
thrive in chaos because chaos
is all I know. —————————♠π√—————————
~OluwashindarasimiTehila Ambrose~
This was a terrible idea.
I knew it. Everyone knew it. Imade knew it too which was why she wouldn't stop hammering on the fact that there were other schools in Lagos.
“Going back to EHS is a terrible idea, Dara. Must you go back?” She had asked me on our way to the airport where she was going to take a flight to the UK to continue her tertiary education. She wasn't even supposed to be home and now, she had an extra year to deal with. Better late than never, I guessed.
I stopped munching on the cookies in my box to turn to her face. Her eyes were filled with concern and her brows were drawn up in questioning. For a second, I looked at her pretty face and wanted to slap her.
I didn't know who asked her to assume the role of a mother.
“I don't think that should be your business. I'd rather you think of the extra year you have to deal with.” I shot back, meeting her brown eyes for only a second before I looked away to my cookie jar. I heard her sharp intake of breath and I knew right then and there that she wasn't going to let things go.
“You know what happened the last time. I don't understand why you would want to return to that brutal school.” She whined, her foreign accent slipping in.
“So, where would you suppose that I go to school? Is it Crestview? Or Castron high? Eagle Heights or it's Blue Cove you want me to attend?” I paused and met her gaze head-on, my lips curving up into a sardonic smile. “Uh-uh, it's Primrose abi? You want me to attend PRA?” I taunted.
Her face scrunched up into a frown, her nostrils flaring. She hated it when I spoke to her like that. I knew that but did it make me stop? Nope.
“I would never ask you to go to that jungle. Are you kidding me?” she hissed, her lashes fluttering widely at me.
“Then, turn around and mind your goddamn business. I didn't ask for your opinion in the first place and Dad isn't even bothered about it. Why should you?” I eyed her back before selecting a brown cookie from the jar. I could see Posi's eyes shooting at me from the side.
