Helo Stef, how skul? i hope say u neva abandon dis ur story. i know say skul don start bt atleast make u take style dey show face...

anyways, i go just dey follow u jejely

Enjoying your story, more ink to ur pen...

We are back for good! ;DWe are back for good!

gtswt: We are back for good! ;DWe are back for good!

realy back for good

From page 65 to 35...

This is really sad...

I really feel bad for other writers whose stories were completely wiped off...

Thank God for my blog else I have no idea what I'd be saying now, I have no Laptop where I could have saved the draft...

*sighs*

Let's all pray things get back well and this issue is entirely resolved.

Hope you all are good?

Lucky you.... My story was completely wiped off... "The fight for power." if this issue is not resolved btw now and monday.. Na crious heartbreak o... I cant restart it...

stefikal: From page 65 to 35...

This is really sad...

I really feel bad for other writers whose stories were completely wiped off...

Thank God for my blog else I have no idea what I'd be saying now, I have no Laptop where I could have saved the draft...

*sighs*

Let's all pray things get back well and this issue is entirely resolved.

Hope you all are good?

This useless data loss tells me more abt NL.

D9ty7: Lucky you.... My story was completely wiped off... "The fight for power." if this issue is not resolved btw now and monday.. Na crious heartbreak o... I cant restart it... This useless data loss tells me more abt NL.

Sorry dear, I hope it gets resolved... It is well

*phew* I thot meant to be was lost too bt mehn 65-35 pages, we've missed alot afta all. All will be well in shaa Allah.

Hope u doin good stefikal

*sips my tea*

Wow! well, it is well....
So Steph., what is the next line of action?...

#waiting patiently#

Thanks Underage

Dammygoody, the next line of action? Of course Meant To Be isn't dead, let's still give Seun some time probably the lost data might be restored

Prince Adepoju Thanks

This prob broke my @ lyk madt... Anyway fingers! Waiting 4 Seun... Jst pity d writers walaahi

stefikal: Thanks Underage

Dammygoody, the next line of action? Of course Meant To Be isn't dead, let's still give Seun some time probably the lost data might be restored

Prince Adepoju Thanks

Alright!

stefikal: Prince Adepoju Thanks

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Mehn finally nairaland is bak on track...geez dis data wipe off na sumtinin from page 65 to 35 hmmmmn odikwa serious...well its all good,hope Mr.Seun resolves dis ish fast ...d9ty7 kpele I rily feel 4u...all dose hardwork just wiped off like dat mehn it can b real frustrating...stefikal hope u re cool av missed u plentiful!!!

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hi stef, sorry about the wipeout











wellllllllllllllllll i realy enjoyed your story

-26-

*come to amphitheatre, I’ll be there in 5mins.
He closed the text and picked his wallet, he had been in
touch with her but had intentionally avoided bringing up
the issue. He was glad she was making the move
herself.

“Where to?” he faced his roommate who was fanning
himself with a sports newspaper,

“I’ll be back soon,” Ore replied.

“Obviously we know you’ll be back soon, the question is
where are you off to?” Bashiru one of his coursemates
who was not a legal occupant of the room but had been
squatting with them ever since they moved in stated.

“I’m going somewhere, make una free me now, besides I
don’t have much time.” he said and made to leave the
room when the door opened.

Yemi, Uzor and Coded entered the room, he greeted them
hastily and left the room. He did not have the luxury to
sit and listen to another series of lecture of how he was
acting crazy for a girl who friend zoned him.

Even though he knew things were not as he would have
loved. He feared what the outcome of his meeting with
Dami would be, he would rather prefer that she
friend zoned him instead of her admitting to be gay.

“Wetin dey do am?” he overheard Coded asking his
roommates.

He did not hear the reply provided but he heard their
laughter.

Obviously they had resorted to making mockery of him,
what else did he expect from them?

—————-

Sitting in his apartment all day was tiring, he saw a
handbill someone had given to him the previous day on
the table.

He picked it and read it again, attending the relationship
seminar was not a bad idea, was it?

First it had been Bimpe, the girl who had made him
appear like a weakling and then when he had
summoned courage to move on by approaching Sandra,
he had failed again since she was taken.

He thought about Princess, personally he saw nothing
wrong with dating a girl from another tribe. He just did
not understand why people still took inter-tribal
marriages as a big deal, but the fear of being rejected
was the stumbling block on his way.

He took the handbill and walked out of his flat, after
ascending the stairs he realised he did not know his
neighbours flat. The two different doors confused him,
what if he knocked on a particular door and somebody
else replied him?

He decided to knock the door by his right, after knocking
for about three consecutive times without getting any
response.

He turned towards the other door and knocked, he raised
his hands to knock the second time when he saw the
door bell.

He pressed it and almost rather quickly the door opened
revealing Chuks with a sleepy look on his face.

He sighed, happy that the occupants of the previous flat
were not around or had chosen not to answer him.

“Sorry Chuks, seems I woke you up.” he smiled at
Chuks.

Chuks shook his head and opened the door giving him
the chance to come inside.

“So you’re apologising but you’re smiling at the same
time.” he laughed while pointing at the spot where Femi
would keep his footwear, “na wa oh, but you didn’t
wake me up. I was awake already.” he concluded.

“I was smiling because I knocked on the other door
outside.” Femi replied while following Chuks lead.

“Oh, the people who stay there are not around. In fact
they are not really based in Nigeria, the man and his
wife just use that flat when they come to Nigeria which
is once in a blue moon.” Chuks explained.

Femi sat on the couch and admired the sitting room, he
smiled at Chuks who simply nodded obviously getting
his message.

“So this one you came here today?” Chuks asked while
leaving the sitting room.

“I wanted to invite you and your sister for a
programme.” Femi replied.

“Your church?”

“No, someone gave me this flier yesterday and I just felt
like going. Its not a church stuff anyway, its a seminar
on relationships.”

Princess walked in at that point wearing knee-length
shorts and a sweat shirt.

“Relationship seminar?” she questioned while sitting
and waving at Femi.

“Yes, lets all go now.” Femi suggested.

“I’m not going jawe, got no business with
relationships.” Chuks who had returned to the room
replied.

“I’m not going too,” Princess chipped in.

“Haba now! So you both are going to stay indoors all
day, oya lets go see a movie.” Femi pressed on, he was
really bored and needed a break.

“That’s not bad.” Princess spoke with enthusiasm.

“Because you have the money?” Chuks reprimanded,
“thanks Femi but we are good.”

“You guys chill, the bill is on me. Lets just go out.”

“No, don’t bother” Princess replied quickly, she did not
want a guy feeling fly simply because he payed for her
movie tickets.

“See this one. Thanks Femi, make I dress, we’ll go
together.” Chuks stuck his tongue at Princess.
Princess who was not finding it funny wore a frown, she
was bored and wanted to go out too.
But would it be wise accepting the silent signals she
thought she was getting from Femi? Or was she
imagining things?


She dried her tears with the handkerchief he had given
her, ever since she started explaining everything to him,
the tears had refused to stop flowing. She looked at Ore
and suddenly wish he would say something to her.

Anything at all, he had not spoken a word since she
began to narrate her ordeal, no word of encouragement,
chastisement, nothing.

To make matters worse, his expression was blank. She
could not even fathom what was going through his
mind. The only form of communication she had gotten
from him was the handkerchief he had given her to wipe
her face.

“Please say something now.” she pleaded, it would be
better if he said harsh things to her rather than him
keeping quiet and acting like she had not just narrated
all she had been through in the past couple of days and
most of her teenage life.

She stood and walked away from him, he probably
thought bad of her already. She had no idea where she
was going to but she just felt that urge to walk away
from him.

Looking into his expressionless face without having a
clue as to what he thought about her was killing.
Although she felt a whole lot better that she had been
able to talk to him about it.

She was almost approaching the sports centre, she tried
to resist the temptation of turning back to see him
possibly running after her, telling her everything would
be alright.

She gave herself a mental slap, they were not dating so
why would he bother running after her? And she was the
one who chose to walk away, not like he chased her.
She secretly prayed he was following her behind.

She felt a thump in her head, Oh no! Not again, why
would her head decide to start again? She placed her
left hand on her head and felt her knees going weak, the
people and cars in front of her suddenly had duplicates.

The pain she felt in her head increased again, this time
it was as if someone was using a hammer to hit her
head and someone else was pricking it with a sharp
nail.

She screamed out loud and the last she remembered
was her being enveloped by masculine arms.
If the owner of these arms was who she thought it to be,
she really would not mind fainting multiple times just so
he would not let her be alone.

She realised she had a best friend all along but had been
too silly to realise it.

“Thank you,” the words she said in her subconscious,
sadly he could not hear her.

—————–

She stood and paced around her room, she just did not
understand what was going on. Who was the lady that
picked? And why did she
ask her who Fola was.

She had expected to speak to Fola but had been shocked
when the lady picked the call.
Apparently she had Fola’s phone with her.
Her phone had then tripped from her hands and the call
had automatically ended. Picking the parts that were
scattered around, her mind had gone through different
journeys thinking about the days she had spent with
Fola.

She in Fola’s arms, cuddling next to him, telling him
how her day went and discussing important to less
important matters. That was when it occured to her that
she did more of the talking, she knew little about his
family, the only family member she knew about was his
sick mother. A woman she had never even met in
person.

She thought of the distressing phone call, minutes before
she spoke to the lady that picked the call, she had been
excited that Fola’s phone was ringing. But now her joy
had been cut short by the worries that were forming a
queue in her troubled heart.

Things just did not seem right, how could someone else
pick his call? If it were a family member, the person
ought to know Fola’s name, right? She tried to convince
herself.

Did he misplace his phone? How would she even find
out what the problem was? It was not as if she had the
contact of any of his family members, so there was no
way she could know exactly what the problem was.

She had made up her mind to call him back after re-
assembling her phone but had stopped when she
remembered the soap opera she had seen the day
before.

Could it be that Fola was cheating on her? Who was the
woman that picked the call when she called?
If it was a family person, she was not suppose to ask
her who Fola was?

It probably meant that Fola was not really what she
thought he was, she had slept off in a bid to think things
through and now that she was awake, she suddenly
discovered she was scared to call Fola again and know
what the problem really was.

What if she discovered something that she did not want
to know?
She shrieked as the thought of heartbreak came
knocking on the delicate door of her heart.

She stopped in her tracks as she nearly bumped into
someone.
“Uhn?” she looked up in surprise at the unexpected
visitor.

How come she did not realise she had a visitor all
along?
She wondered how long the person had spent in
watching and analysing her.

And how on earth could he be in the same room with
her?

It seemed the day sure had a lot of surprises in stock for
her.

I'm trying to transfer the lost data while merging the chapters, for instance that's chapter 26 in one part and not two parts like it was.

But to be frank, I'm tired, copying and pasting while eventually taking time to space on my phone is taking time and I have an exam tomorrow.

Not trying to make excuses, but I promise that this thread will come back to life like it was...

Just give time, thanks y'all...

One thin i apre8 abt u is ur kind heart n humility. Weldon Stef, God bless u

waiting

Well done Steph..waiting...

Stef thank God u are back

howz skool... hope the tsunami didnt get to u much?

have a nice day

Nice story you have here Step, just started reading last week, thank goodness finally am here. Pls help to post the lost pages for those of us that just started reading, this literature is not what one should miss or read half way. Patiently waiting.

Stef, please paste the link to your blog.

iamayodeji: Stef, please paste the link to your blog.

Where have u been Mr. all dis yl u just decided to disappear

hope everything is fyn with u

Cheriepet:

Where have u been Mr. all dis yl u just decided to disappear

hope everything is fyn with u

Am good, thanks for asking. Av been busy with school and stuffs lately, that's y it looks like I dissapeared. Hope everyone is fyn here??

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author=iamayodeji]

Am good, thanks for asking. Av been busy with school and stuffs lately,
that's y it looks like I dissapeared. Hope everyone is fyn
here??[/quote]

yeah we are fyn... takia

Nice concept stef, keep it up.

Hello Step,
Nice one, pls I will like to know if you are yet to end the story on ur blog,was able to view till chapter 50, are there more chapers?