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18|𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧.......

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is currently at 2k+ reads 😭. I'm sooooo excited, THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!! ✨❤️🌹

Your love and support has been so encouraging, I really appreciate and will love it, if y'all continue with this energy throughout this book.

And I want to address something, my characters behavior, thoughts and words doesn't in any way relate to mine.

Yes, I do feel a certain connection with all of them but still, if Grace or Lara does or says something stupid 😂 don't think it's what a typical me, the writer, would do.

They're different people just like you and I, and you are bound to surely get infuriated at them but, that just makes them who they truly are with flaws.

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~Midas Dion Brume~

M I D A S

".......her safe haven with it's complex shelves...."

"What took you so long?"

Ms Shola the lanky librarian asked Irene, as she supported us in dropping down the books we carried onto a table.

Without awaiting Irene's response, her eyes which were protectively receiving aid from the medicated glasses she wore, scrutinized the stacked up books as though she was calculating each one of them, because she would incoherently call out numbers at intervals, with her fingers flitting over the books.

"Twennntyy........one!" She said, finally looking up to appreciate our presence, with her graceful smile centering mainly on Irene.

"Thank you guys so much. You both know how things has been for this Library, ever since the new Library prefect was appointed." She sighed. "I'll call Sebastian to assist in the book arrangement, just settle in and remember,"

She paused, as her index finger directed our eyes to the rules and regulations board stationed right behind the wall of her reference desk.

"......the 'no noise making' policy." She deliberately specified that one out of all the other Library rules, why? Because, Irene and I were big time offenders when it came to the noisemaking aspect.

We didn't actually make noise like children in preschool, but just some unending whispers and most times, Irene's inevitable yell or our joined laughter, which would always be considered a hella disturbance in this Library.

Nevertheless, Irene nodded her head and hummed in response to the Lady's friendly warnings.

If it were to be another instructor within the walls of GHS, Irene's response was in a million way disrespectful, but Ms Shola was different, always so jovial and cool with students.

No wonder she could tolerate the current Library prefect, Layefa Desmond, who was the most incompetent fellow amongst her co-prefects.

Layefa was in no way worthy of that post, she was always so laid back when it came to her Library duties but sure, one could always spot her in the most secluded areas like the Janitor's closet, fiddling with her skirt and undone buttons or some hours after school close, she'd sneak into the deserted restroom which was located at the Ss2 commercial halls.