Lesley odiahu heaved a sigh, as she read a message from her close friend, Ebi.
There was going to be a party at Von Street for her mates alone, the seniors of Quintessence High School.
It was happening at Von street, the place for the rich and busy.
Lesley was a little bit excited, to have somewhere to wander off to.
All she did was stay at home doing nothing, and to make matters worse, her parents were totally annoying.
Always finding faults in things their children do and not to talk off hammering them, to worship them because of all their suffering and hard work which according to them, makes she and her siblings, who they were today.
She sighed again, this time with worry. How is she going to convince her parents to let her go?
They were strict Christians with all their moral shit and her dad was worse because of his military background, being a lieutenant made him more of a disciplinary officer.
He came back late, so getting past him would not be a problem but her mum is the issue.
Lesley walked out of her room, which she shared with all her other four siblings.
'What would I not give, to have a room of my own?'
She thought with another sigh.
Her siblings, except her elder sister were all scattered animals, clothes littered everywhere, shoes always get in the way and not to talk of the smell of sweat from her brothers, it was just so disgusting.
She walked into the sitting room, swaying like a cat, with legs that were long enough and slim, with the perfect butt at the top of it.
Lesley, had cute little feet that were painted with a pale wine colour.
She was going to be a curvy woman, for it was obvious at sixteen, it was there with shoulders and spine also, her high breast hopping along with her steps.
When she moved, she saw her mum watching a local movie, since she didn't go to work today .
Her mother heard her footstep and glanced back, her face showing no strain from the previous night.
Her mother was forty-five years old and looked just above thirty-five with her perfect body and young looking features.
"What are you up to?" Mrs Odiahu asked, not taking her eyes off the movie.
"I have somewhere to be tomorrow by 2 o'clock" .
"Where" she asked, this time taking her eyes off the TV, to pin her second daughter with a 'no nonsense' stare.
'That stare won't work today.' Lesley thought to herself.
"I have to meet up with Ebi, i haven't seen her in a while and i need her to help me finish up my presentation."
The presentation was another lie, from the near past. 'Very innovative.' She congratulated herself .
"Oh, thought you guys were done. Anyways, you have to be fast getting back here because, I'm not coming to bail you out, when the guards lock you outside the estate by 7p.m. And your dad, would rather let you sleep out, than to come to help you. Hope you know that."
It was more of a statement than a question. She knew her dad's anger doesn't settle till after a day before he returns to being a always loving dad he is, and she wasn't ready to sleep in the cold.
"Got it."
She said.
She ran back to her room, to get her best jean which she knew in Von street, would just be a normal day wear and a pink satin top given to her by her aunt Sarah on her last visit.
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When hearts collide
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