Hey guys, sorry for the late update, there's been no internet connection for the last few days or should I say weeks, actually to be honest with you! I have just been darn lazy and I'm sorry for that, I just couldn't help the urge to relax without racking my brain 🙄.
I think laziness should be a sin or maybe it is, I don't really know (do you?) I will like your thoughts on that 😉 .
Well, I know you really just wanna read the story instead of my blabbing, so I will just go straight to the story, I know cause I also get tired of reading the authors note when am reading a story, here on Wattpad and am just anxious to read the story, instead of the note.
I did it again, I kept blabbing,I'm sorry, without further ado, straight to the story.
😊 Hope you like it 👍.
*******
Sophie captivated by the novel she was reading didn't know when Emma strolled into the class and took a seat beside her.
"Hey," Emma said bringing Sophie's attention to her.
"How far?" Sophie asked closing the novel and putting it aside knowing fully well that Emma was going to start a long discussion.
"I'm fine," Emma said.
"So what has been cooking, since I went home?" Sophie beseeched gazing at Emma.
"Well, we have a social science transferred teacher, the head matron will soon be changed and we are eagerly awaiting the change," Emma said gushing.
Sophie kept goggling at Emma as she kept on jabbering.
"Even the bursar will be changed," Emma prattled.
"Really? I thought she will never get changed," Sophie said rolling her eyes.
"Before I forget, ninety percent of the school offer art courses to science's," Emma said.
"Wow, that's great," she said.
"So how is everybody at home?"
"Fine. Francis even came over to my house," Sophie blurted out, immediately covering her mouth.
"I thought I told you, to avoid that boy?" Emma snarled at Sophie glaring at her.
"Why do you hate the boy like this?" she asked snapping.
"I hate him cause he is not good enough for you," Emma raved.
"And who told you that?" she asked. "You don't know the bad or the good guys here," she said glowering at Emma.
"You are darn wrong, I have known you forever I know what or who is good for you," Emma said trying to calm down.
"Then sorry to say but you are very wrong," she sputtered.
Sighing, Emma smiled at Sophie and apologized for reacting the way she did.
"Thanks," Sophie said smiling at Emma.
"You can like anybody you want and I wouldn't say anything again," Emma said.
"No, your opinions in anything concerning me are welcomed especially my love life," she said looking admiringly at Emma.
"Even if it's negative things?" Emma asked mumbling.
"Yes."
"Even if they are big bad ugly opinions, that you wouldn't like to hear?" Emma asked.
"Yep."
"What about if .......,"
"Don't push it," Sophie muttered slicing into Emma's words.
Emma and Sophie burst out laughing.
"But do you love him?" Emma asked.
"I don't know," she answered.
"Can I voice out an opinion?" Emma beseeched.
"No!"Sophie snapped.
They both giggled.
"Let me leave you to continue your reading," Emma said smiling.
"You know your company is always welcomed, right?" she gushed.
"Yeah," Emma said.
Sophie looked at the girl who was her closest friend, who she could tell anything, Sophie admired her sometimes even envied her and wished she could be like her.
Emma is a girl with a head shaped like an oval with long black rubber hair, big bulging eyes with a slightly pointed nose and small red lips with scattered eye brows that could never be arranged.
She is light in complexion with nice long legs.
Emma comes from a family of seven, her taking the second from beneath. Her dad was a lexicographer, politician and an agent while her mom was a botanist, Emma wanted to be a lawyer and a politician like her dad.
Sophie smiled and chuckled to herself surprised at how long she had been staring at the girl she called her sister from another mother. Picking up her novel she continues her reading, then dozes off.
****
I know this chapter is really short and am sorry for that, promise that I will make up for it in the coming chapters.
YOU ARE READING
Sophie Lyon
ChickLit"Well, that isn't really why I hate him, I hate him cause of what he did to me. I can't say it." "I knew you wouldn't finish it, I was praying in my mind that you'll tell me everything,so I can understand you better,"Kim said feeling sad. Laughing...
