Hakeem's POV
"I am not going to a new school because you want me to" I said clenching my fists, who wakes up one morning and tells her son he is transferring to a new school?
"Keem, that school is prestigious and classy! I don't like the fact that you attend that school!" I attended Yorkshire Academy, it is a great school, also prestigious, it was the best and I don't like attention and I never got one not because I wasn't handsome, I told them I was gay and they backed off.
"Well you know how I hate attention, that school sounds like I will be getting all the attention" I can't go to that school "If you don't go then I will send you to kenya and you will stay in aunt Gracie's house" I gawked, can't believe she is threatening me with my wicked and grumpy aunt, she treats me like a kid and is so boring living in a huge penthouse.
"So you are threatening me? I am not going" "Hello, manager please prepare one of the planes, my son Is leaving for kenya today" I rolled my eyes "Thank you" she ended the call, she made another call "Hey sister!" she said and put the phone on loudspeaker "Hey Isabel, how are you and my little Keemie?" i groaned, you see. Who calls an eighteen year old guy Keemie, my mum never calls me that so why should she?
"Ahem! So how is kenya?" "It's really nice here, wish you would come see me" "Well Hakeem and I were talking and he told me that he would like to..." I took the phone from her "Goodbye Gracie and we are not visiting" I ended the call "So I guess I win" she always wins, I groaned.
How bad can this be? I felt like doing something stupid, I went to our swimming pool and tried to drown myself but I ended up swimming, how was the school? Will I get attention from people? I came out and went to my room.
I lived in a huge mansion with my over successful mum, she appeared on Forbes magazine everyday as one of the most powerful and richest people in the world, she was number three after two men. I entered my room and laid on the bed, my mum came in "Dear, I already got you admission to the school and you start tomorrow" I blinked and gawked, tomorrow? Mum!!!! Before I could run after her she was already gone, just great, real great! I grabbed my headset and played some music.
Sade's POV
I woke up, my head was fucking aching me! I looked at the clock, two o'clock! Geez, how long did I sleep. I looked at my phone, different messages and phone calls from Rowan and guys, I looked at my face in the mirror. I looked like a mad wife who just cried out her mascara! I passed led my hair in a messy bun, my stomach was aching.
Though my dad was really rich, rich enough to be on Forbes magazine everyday as number one most powerful and richest people in the world, yep and my mum was on Forbes as world most prestigious fashion icon. I had a gardener, four securities, a gate keeper, cleaners and a cook which I fired.
I don't need anyone to make my food before I have food poisoning, I went downstairs and made lasagna. I went to the living room, I plopped down on the couch and started eating and drinking wine, I switched on the TV and watched Carrie Diaries.
My phone rang, rowan. I picked it up "Sade Kris, what are you doing at home?! Do not let me come and get your ass in school now" "Shut up, I have headache" she laughed "Why are you not in school? You might be the bad girl but you never miss school!" "Geez, you are not my mum so just stop! She doesn't even question me so why should you, shut up Rowie" "Fine but you are so in trouble tomorrow, principal said you get detention" I laughed, detention? Sade grey Kris is never going g to detention besides he can't do a thing to me. "Well tell your principal that he should go fuck his wife, I am not going to any detention and you know that" I smirked "Better go now, I have history test now, bye" she hanged up.
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Kiss Me... Fade Me
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