She wasn't always like this, A happy bubbly girl- perhaps? Wasn't that how under tens behaved? Bubbly and full of life? She didn't act her age, Maybe because her memories are gone? Now a sixteen years old, Who's never thought about having a boyfriend, Sleepovers and movie nights. She isn't by any chance your regular teen, Maybe her not so bubbly self would fit right in in Lagos, Maybe Nigeria will make her whole. Maybe.

Nigerian-Italian based book. I stood up and headed to the door but I didn't actually get to open it because another person beat me to it. It is Tyler, pheew I gave him a big smile Okay fine, a taunting smile. "Boss wants to speak with you" Tyler muttered I looked at him with an expression that I cross my fingers looked like a confused expression He sighed "I don't know what or where you hit your head that made you suddenly forget how to speak English. Just follow me" Tyler said dragging me with him I looked at my environment Hm. This is actually someone's house Nigeria, una never reach! "Where we dey go?" I asked "Just. Shut. Up" Tyler growled What crawled up his butt and died? We reached a door, Tyler pulled it open and pushed me in, walking in right after Rude.