ok. . This is my first attempt at writing in a while. Hope y'all like it:
'I woke up slowly with a yawn and blinked my eyes twice. Rays of the early morning sunlight filtered through my windows. Rolling over,i picked up my phone and checked the time. "Damn!",i swore under my breath. It was almost 9 a.m. I hadn't showered,eaten,arranged my bag. . . I was gonna be late for school! I got up with a start. . . And then i remembered. It was 9 a.m alright,but i wasn't late for school. And i would never be late for school,ever again,because 3 weeks before i'd officially finished secondary school. I settled back into bed with a grin. Being an ex-student(Gawd,how i loved that word)had a lot of benefits,as i'd soon discovered. For one thing,i didn't have to get up at 6 in the morning every friggin day. No more rushed baths or half-eaten breakfasts or unlaced shoes for me. I was freee! Six years of bondage-Over! 'Yippee!',i felt like yelling. For another thing,i didn't have to get to school extra early to carry out my prefect duties-i'd been the assistant headgirl(not that i was very dilligent about it,but still). Looking back,i thought,the best thing about being a prefect was that i had the power to torment junior students-having them flogged by the R.S.M,kneeling them down,asking them to crawl(on their knees) or my personal favorite-asking them to wash toilets! I didn't think i had been particularly harsh;after all,when i'd been a junior i'd been punished relentlessly(something to do with the fact that i was very stubborn),and the juniors i'd tormrnted would no doubt do the same to other students when they became seniors. It was the circle of life. Another benefit to being an ex-student was that i no longer had to hop buses all day,going to and from school. I dunno what you've heard about transportation in Lagos,but take it from me-Danfo buses are murder. And the conductors? It was like they were all high on something every blessed da. I was definitely not going to miss seeing their red-eyed,scruffy faces every morning. Al that was over. Secondary school was over.
As much as that filled me with joy,i found myself feeling oddly bereft. A part of my life was over,and no matter how much i flatly denied it,i realized that i was going to miss it. I would miss the hustle and bustle of transit in Lagos(and the joys of honing my acerbic skills on unsuspecting,and prolly illiterate conductors). I would miss hanging out with my friends. I would miss the only class i'd ever love-Literature. And i would miss my Literature teacher-Mrs. Kalejaiye. I would miss being on the school's editorial board(as a student editor). I would miss punishing students suring assembly. I would miss everything. Suddenly my phone rang and jolted me out of my nostalgic thoughts. "Hello?",i asked,picking up the call without checking caller I.D-force of habit. "It's me",replied my friend,I.K. I cleared my throat twice,my voice still somewhat scratchy from sleep. "S'up dearie?",i asked. (Don't get any idead because i called him dearie. I call everone dearie,or sweetie or whatever. It didn't mean anything). "Nothin much. Just checkin up on you. When's your post-ume?",he asked. Did i mention i'd written Jamb earlier that year? Well i had,and i did extremely well,as it turned out. Looked like Jamb wasn't as difficult as everyone had made it out to be. "23rd of July",i replied. "So when are you leaving?",he asked. "I'll prolly go to Benin on the 20th or the 21st. I'm not sure yet",i replied. "Let's hook up tommorrow or on thursday. I wanna see you before you leave". "You think Esther'll be okay with that?",i asked,refering to his on and off girlfriend. "Esther and i are over",he replied. "You and Esther have been 'over' like ten times in the last 2 months",i pointed out dryly. "This time it's for real". "Rii-ght",i said with a chuckle. Like i hadn't heard that before. Esther and I.k got back together as often as they broke up,and everytime they insisted it was the real deal,they somehow managed to find their way back to each other. "I just need to talk to you",he said,his voice tinged with a desperation i hadn't heard before. "Okay",i said,more serioisly. We talked for a little longer,sorting out the time and venue. "See you then. Bye Ivy",he said. "Bye",i replied and ended the call,my brow furrowed in worry. Something was definitely up with I.K,i just had to figure out what it was. I yawned again as i swung my legs off the bed and sat up. 'It couldn't be because of Esther',i told myself. Afterall,they broke up and got back together pretty much every week. It couldn't be school-because like me,I.k was through with sec. school. It couldn't be the stress of getting into uni,because I.K had written Jamb,done well and was waiting for his post-ume. Besides,he was never the worrying type. So what was it? 'Well',i thought to myself;'this is just another case to be solved by Ivy Idiaghe,agony aunt extraordinaire'. Yup. That was me,Ivy Idiaghe. Well,not exactly Ivy;my given names were Ivie Sandra(blech!) Idiaghe,but everyone pretty much called me Ivy or just Vee. I ran a hand through my hair(which took me like 2 seconds since my hair was cut short). Since i finished school,my mom hadn't woken me up with a slap on my behind(she had real funny ideas as to when a child should wake up;bright and early so the said chils could do his/her chorea and all that-and i was a late riser)but still,i wasn't gonna push my luck. With another yawn i got up and went to the parlor. It was going to be one of those days-i could feel it.

haha. . Dont take it personally. I had everyone fooled. You were the one who asked me how old i was,right? I think i write the way i do because of how old i am but i figure the way i write will mature as i grow older. My username's from Greek mythology. It's a sad story actually. See,Atreus was this guy whose wife was seduced by his brother,Thyestes. In retaliation,Atreus killed three of Thyestes' sons and served them to their father at a banquet. Thyestes then laid a curse on Atreus' house,which manifested itself quite bloodily in the next generation. Atreus himself was killed by Aegisthus,another son of Thyestes. Aegisthus was killed by Orestes,the son of his lover Clytemnestra,because Aegisthus and Clytemnestra had killed Clytemnestra's husband and Orestes' father,Agamemnon,who was. . If i keep going ill never stop. . Lol. Greek mythology fascinates me. So im wierd. Sue me. . Lol

okay. Next scene:
Claire,Eghosa and Miriam sat in the shade of the big orange tree in their front yard,playing a game of cards. James,the gateman walked up to them. "Miss Claire?",he called out. "Yeah?",she replied,looking up at him. "There's someone here to see you ma. He said his name is Owen",James replied. "Oh he wants to see her?",Eghosa said,getting a bit agitated and then continued;"I'm gonna go give that jerk a piece of my mind". "Cool down,Eghe. He's not worth it",Claire said. "Says who?",Eghosa asked. Claire rolled her eyes. "James,tell Owen that i don't want to see him",she said. James nodded and then left to do as she had told him. "I can't believe he had the nerve to come here. How dare he?",Eghosa asked. "I thought you were all for us settling our differences",Claire pointed out wryly. "That was yesterday,before i knew what happened",Egosa said and added,"Men are all dogs". "Speak for yourself",Miriam piped in. Eghosa had filled her in on what had happened between Claire and Owen(or at least what she thought had happened-Claire hadn't really given her any details the night before). "My man's great",Miriam added. "Your man's still a boy. Wait till he grows up",Eghosa said. Claire chuckled. "When he grows older,he's goingto be the same person he is now;kind,gentle,sweet,thoughtful. . He's gonna be all that and so much more. He's gonna be a wonderful man",Miriam said softly,her emotions shining in her eyes. Claire's smile dimmed as she saw that Miriam's feelings for Orisha were growing stronger with each passing day. Eghosa cleared her throat and asked,"So what are we gonna do all day?". "How bout a movie?",Miriam asked. "Sounds alright. Do you have any one in mind?",Egosa asked. "How bout the latest installment of twilight? Breaking dawn? I heard they're showing it at the cinemas",Miriam replied. "I dunno. . . ",Claire said with a shrug,and continued,"I don't really like all those vampire films". "And i do?",Miriam asked with a laugh and continued;"Honey,who cares about vampires? Taylor Lautner is shirtless all through that movie". They all laughed. "I should go check the times they're showing it",Miriam said a little later. "Okay. Hey Claire,it's almost time for the repeat episode of tinsel. You know we missed yesterday's episode",Eghosa said. "Oh yeah. I almost forgot. Let's go in",Claire said,and they did.

we thank god. Jamb was okay buh im not gonna see ma waec result until december or thereabouts. Btw,i remember u were writin a story,one of ur characters was edward(or sumn). How did that go?

for one thing,im not really a guy(obviously). The whole thing was a project;to see firsthand how guys get by in a mans world. I gotta tell you though,the world is pretty sexist. I figured that out real soon. It was kinda fun though;creating this male persona was kinda writing a book with the persona as my main character,and i let my imagination run free,i became one with my character. I rather think i played the part perfectly. 2-im not in my 30s. Whoever asked me how old i am was spot on. Im in my teens. The reason i dissapeared from nl(apart from wroters block)was cos i had exams(waec,neco,jamb). But now im done(well,almost done),but the point is im back and i think ill continue this story. Your reviews then were what kept me going. I dunno whether the ppl that read my stuff then are still here now,but i hope y'all will keep the reviews coming. Maedan,semid,scofield etc etc in particular

hi nairalanders. Im back! I have a few confessions to make though

You'll soon find out. Prolly tommorow when i post the next few scenes.

A good writer must be patient.

"What happened?",Eghosa asked. "I can't talk about it Eghe. God. . . I so didn't want this. When he came around,i didn't wanna get into a relationship with him. I knew his type. I knew it wasn't gonna last. I knew",she said,tears rolling down her cheeks. Eghose put an arm around her and said;"I'm so sorry". "I just wish this had happened sooner. If i didn't love him as much as i do,then this wouldn't hurt as bad as it does". "And he had the nerve to act like he was completely innocent. Why didn't you tell me sooner? I'd have shown him a thing or two",Eghosa said. Claire smiled through her tears-that was classic Eghosa,fiercely protective,always ready to rip the head off anyone who hurt her family or the people she cared about. "It doesn't matter anymore Eghosa. I love him,but i'll get over it",Claire said and continued;"I have to".
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Miriam and her sisters had just gotten home. Claire greeted their parents and headed straight to her room. Eghosa followed her after a rushed greeting amd Miriam went to her room after doing the same. Claire was sitting on her bed. "Claire. . . ? Claire we've gotta talk about this". "I'd rather we didn't. Eghosa,i'm pissed off. At you. At Owen. At the whole friggin' world. You knew i didn't want to see him,and yet,you went right ahead and set tonight up",Claire said,trying to take of her heels and attacking them with a ferocity that showed how angry she was. "Claire? I'm sorry. You didn't let me in. You didn't tell me what was going on". "Oh so this is my fault?",Claire cut in. "I didn't say that. Look i'm sorry,okay,but did you expect me to just sit there and do nothing? I mean,a few weeks ago you two were all lovey-dovey,and now you don't even wanna talk about the guy?",she asked. "I'm never lovey-dovey",Claire said crossly. "Okay,so maybe not lovey-dovey. But you were happy with him,and then,all of a sudden,boom! It's over. You break up with him in a text?",Eghosa asked,incredulement creeping into her voice. "That's cruel,Claire. A text? How could you do that to him?" "So now i'm the bad guy,huh? You're my sister. You're supposed to be on my side",Claire said. "This is not about taking sides Claire. It's about you. I love you to pieces. I want you to be happy. You're happy with him,he's crazy about you. . " "Yeah? Well apparently,he's not as crazy about me as i thought",Claire said quietly. "Whaddya mean?",Eghosa asked. It doesn't matter anymore",Claire replied with a resigned sigh. "See this is what i mean Claire. You don't wanna let me in". "It hurts to admit it to myself. I don't think i can handle admitting it to someone else"Claire replied softly. Eghosa came to her,sat down beside her and held her hand. "Did he. . . Did he cheat?",shd asked just as softly. "He might as well have. Infact,this was much worse. I mean if he cheated,you could say it was just sex,right? But this was. . . .

Okay,here's the next scene:
"You told her?",Eghosa asked. "I'm sorry. It just. . . I'm sorry. I didn't mean to drag you into this",he replied. "She's my sister. She may be mad at me now,but she'll get over it. Now you,i'm not so sure of". "She can't keep doing this to me,Eghosa. She can't keep punishing me for a crime i know nothing of. It's not fair",he said,sounding anguished. Eghosa saw,and recognised what he was-a man torn between his love for a woman and the pain she was causing him. Eghosa reached out to him an squeezed his arm in a gesture of comfort. "One thing i'm absolutely sure of is that Claire cares about you. A lot. For what it's worth,i think you guys are gonna work things out",she said. "Thanks",he replied. "You said something about her punishing you? Did you learn anything new?",she asked seconds later. "Not a helluva lot. Just that,apparently,there's a method to her madness. She broke up with me through a text",he said and was interrupted by Eghosa who said with a gasp;"A text?". "Yeah",he replied,and continued;"Anyway,tonight i figured out that she's mad at me for something i did. The last thing she said was that i was the one who threw our relationship away,not her". "So what did you do?",Eghosa asked. "That's just it. I have no idea". "Figures",Eghosa said with a shrug and continued;"I'll talk to her. I'm not promising anything,but i'll try to find out what's going on in her head". "Thank you",he said gratefully. "Don't thank me yet. It might be days before i find out anything useful. Stick around". "I will. At first i was just angry at her for being so cruel-that's why i stayed away for so long,and maybe my pride had something to do with it,but after tonight,i know something's up,and i'm not going anywhere until i find out what it is". "That's the spirit. Gotta run. Oh snap! I almost forgot i've gotta pay the bill". "Don't worry. I got it",he said. "Thanks",she said and continued;"Bye!". "Bye",he replied as she left Chez Rouge.

This is nice. I haven't finished reading it,but it's nice.