“Nikki what am I going to do?” I was pacing the lenght of her bedroom floor.
“Don’t worry Tyra its already 7 maybe he just forgot about this morning”
“Yeah, he probably let me off because he knows I’m boss” I said. I know I got a bit gassed but I needed to convince myself that Isaiah was not going to murder me.
“Yeah remember that time when you slapped him and he didn’t retaliate” Nikki replied
“Yeah then 3 days after we played that stupid slapping game and my cheeks were bruised for 3weeks.” We both sat down on Nikki’s bed in silence then Wiz Kid don’t dull played out I jumped up from feeling the vibration in my pocket. I quickly picked it up
“Hello”
“Tyra its me where you at?”
I sighed and thank God quickly before answering Buky “I’m at Nikki’s house why? What’s up?”
“Nothing I’m just bored me and my mum are at your door”
“I’m sleeping over at Nikki’s but I’ll see you in college tomorrow ok?”
“Alright then see ya later.” I locked off and relaxed he wasn’t coming. I smiled to myself “come on “Nikki I’m hungry
“Leave me you know where the fridge is. She says then mumbles “acting like I’m gonna breast feed you stupid fool”
I lean over to pinch her arm and rush down stairs making my way down to the kitchen. The kitchen wasn’t big but it wasn’t small either it had everything it needed including a six seater dining table and chair set it was wine and black going with the theme of the kitchen. I walked over to the cooker and lifted up the lid to the pot to see pounded yam next to the other I saw efo soup. To say I was happy would be an understatement.
30minutes later I was lying next to Nikki feeling tiered and bloated that food was delicious.
“Tyra you know it’s only 8pm and you want to sleep now, have you even done your homework?”
“Aarghhhhhhh I have to finish off my dress for tomorrow but I don’t have it here it’s at home. I’ll give it in on Wednesday since today’s Monday.”
“Alright just don’t say I never reminded you cos...” I don’t even know what she’s talking about I’m too tired to even talk let alone listen.
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The Ripple Effect
Ficção AdolescenteWhen somone dies the family and friends want justice, revenge or closure but this is a constant cycle and 1 will lead to many.
