The bright sun, begrace it's rays on Akeelahs' new hairdo, as she pridefully rocks across the road with her chums. They lively converse, with her beaming and gracefully swaying her hair at intervals.
Her whole being was engrossed in the chit-chat, she couldn't notice the poor gardener that silently worked next to them, as they stroll down the street. She wields her hair again, but at a wrong time.
Her shoulder, encountered with the gardners', making him loose control over the water pipe and nearly got her hair wet.
The action jolted her from the conversation, and got her cheesed up.
"What the hell is wrong with you filth!, you nearly ruin my hair", Akeelah yells furious, as she caresse her braids.
"I'm so sorry, please don't mind my carelessness", the gardener plead, even when he's fully aware, he wasn't at fault.
"I sincerely can't believe my eyes right now, it seems I'm in a slumber, *taps cheek continuously*. A renowned model, right before my eyes and talking to me?" The gardener praises, his eyes widened in astonishment with a broad grin on his face.
It angered her more, seeing him grin in such situation.
"Is that how your maw taught you, I guess she lacks self discipline herself, like you also do". She spat wrathfully.
"I guess I just apologised, even when it's wholely not my fault, why this cuss and humiliation". The gardener pathetically questioned.
This riles her and without hesitation, she at once, grabs him by his shirt and smacks him in response to his supposedly insulting question. Her friends, all grasped at her action.
That wasn't enough to quench her rage, she drags and roughly throws him on the highway.
Fortunately for the gardener, the approaching vehicle held firmly onto its brake, bringing it to an abrupt stop, tiny feet's away from him. His mind went blank, and all he could think about was death visiting, and parting him from his family.
The shock on her friends face had disappeared, and they all stare scornfully at Akeelah, without an attempt to intervene in the scene.
The poor Gardner shudder in fear as tears rolled down his cheeks. He glares at them, thinking how heartless they also were like Akeelah. Seeing him helpless and sobbing on the ground, it stings their heart and feeling of remorse cuddle them.
They all felt to extend their helping hands, but wouldn't risk their career falling, like that of their previous bud.
A year ago:
Akeelah and her five buds, graduated from the same highschool. They all had keen likeness for modelling and thankfully for them, with aids from Akeelahs' elite parents, they all got contracted into the same modelling company.
Akeelah dominates her whole household and had always compel her parents, forcing them to dance to her scatty, unending tunes.
They'd helplessly oblige, to avoid her sickening threats, since she's their only fruit.
The bond between Akeelah and her friends tightened, since when they began working together. They rarely left from each others company and people joked they probably were tied by vows in an occultic group.
Soon enough, their faces became known to the public, with Akeelah being the group head.
A day came, with Akeelah eagerly waiting to tell her friends 'bout the new development in the company, she fiddled with her phone and sipped on the juice next to her.
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