AGBOOLA
MOYOSOLA
ULTIMATE SPIES
Prologue
‘Oh my gosh, its 5:30am! Why didn’t you wake me Phil?’ Loretta yelled to her elder brother, Philip.
‘Why do I have to wake you sleepyhead, didn’t you know you had someplace to go?’ Phil teased.
Loretta rushed into the bathroom, to have a quick shower. She put on a long blouse and a pair of bum shorts. She raced to the kitchen, where she found her mum with a bowl of cereal.
‘Mum, can I have that? You can always make another one. Besides I am late.’ Loretta explained.
‘You either go on an empty stomach or make your own meal, I’m sure mum would never give you her food. Isn’t that right mum?’ Phil asked.
‘Yes, you are right Phil,’ her mum, Brianna answered.
‘Gosh, I could kill you, Phil but I really have to go.’ Loretta said.
She kept her novel in her bag and was about to go.
‘You didn’t even let me read the novel’ Phil said
‘It’s no business of yours’
‘Come on, just the title?’
She grabbed her bag and ran to her car.
‘Cars are not meant for people like you’ Phil teased again.
‘For God’s sake I’m sixteen, deal with it.’ She retorted
Loretta parked by the driveway, got down and locked her car. Her dad had given it to her on her sixteenth birthday. It was a black Toyota highlander with a touch of silver. She took her novel, and entered the big building.
It was the gallery of the annual literary awards. She had written a novel and she submitted it for the competition. Today was the award ceremony and she hoped she would win.
Loretta sat in the third row, and opened her novel, not reading any page in particular. She just scanned through the book and kept hoping.
‘Today is the annual literary awards day, is this microphone working?’ The M C announced.
‘Hm...Hmm,’ he cleared his throat ‘Today is the annual literary awards day; let me skip to the part where I call the first to tenth.’
‘Tenth position, a story about a magical pony in a fairy land, Miranda the magical pony!’ he exclaimed. ‘Miss Lavender Brown, step forward for your award please’
‘Ninth position, a story about space bats, The Acro Bats! Miss Fiona Love-good, please’
‘Eight position.......’ he continued.
‘I hope I am called, God help me.’ Loretta said.
‘Second position, a story about a dreamer obsessed with time travelling, The Time Machine! That was a good one Master Blake Hill!’ Trace, the M C said.
‘Finally, the winning book for this year is a story about.... music please?’
‘Oh come on, would this man stop delaying?’ Loretta said
‘The winning book is the story about... Spies? Wow! The title is: Ultimate spies! Miss Simpson Loretta, step forward.’
She was so happy after receiving the award. She called her mum, but the network was bad. She decided to call Phil, then, she decided against the idea.
