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Onemansquad:
i knw let me jst kip it cos of some mad pple in dis group lyk bluestarry nd stuff46

I don't think they'll like your description of them

Onemansquad:
no i jst cum wit dis







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Not allowed

What is Roman up to?
Thanks for the update

Bluestarry:
no catapult but i d with 5 stones in case crowny1 no wan...

Una dey craze

Shaxee:
hahaha, i don't put people on suspense on my stories! Infect i do update everyday right!!

Then update now pls

thronekid:
Hum,u guyz shud plz point out my errorz,i'm nt perfect na buh,plz,try t encourage me,BACADI CMING SOON O,EVEN OPA EYIN

I'm also new to writing but I advise you space your work better and use full words instead of abbreviations. Like the instead of d.

LEO

I hate my life and I hate this school with their giggling girls and long lectures. Why my father thinks this place is the best for a summer holiday, I do not know. Why do they even have summer school? I signed up for all the unimportant subjects hoping my dad will be pissed off but he just thinks it means I'm taking interest in other things. Sometimes I wish he's not so cheerful about everything. Then maybe we wouldn't be here in the first place. Now I'm sitting in Astronomy class and the teacher's late. Typical.

She finally comes in with a dozen books that I sincerely hope are not part of the curriculum. I can swear they each weigh a 100 pounds. She begins talking about the difference between theory and practical and how 'we' are going to carry out a project with our predetermined partners. I'm about to stand up and tell her I don't have a partner when a girl beats me to it. She's tall with black hair and her frame can make super models on magazines get jealous.
'Ma'am.', she says flashing the teacher a smile and throwing her hair back stylishly. 'My partner Joan just moved to Illinois, so...', she trails off. 'You want a new partner.', the teacher finishes. 'Exactly.', she says smiling.
'Well then,' the teacher hesitates looking into her register for a few minutes. 'You can partner with Mr Davis.', she says finally and my heart skips a beat. The girl's smile wavers and comes back on so quickly I think it's part of my imagination. 'But Ma'am,' she says, 'Martins is partnerless', she continues winking at a blonde haired guy two seats from the front who winks back. 'You will partner with Mr Davis', the teacher says pointing at me. The girl turns to check me out and scowls. 'Very well then Ma'am.', she says adding a bitter tone to the Ma'am. 'Mr Davis it is.', she says again sitting down but not before looking back to flash me another scowl.
So ok... What planet did this girl come from? She is so unlike the giggling girls I met in the hallway. Not that I like them though.

Bluestarry:
barge into thread.

No break my door

Divepen:
Sweeting me...
I will advise that you try to heighten the suspense level...
It keeps us, your reader, sticked to the thread.

Correction taken

stuff46:
is this?
Abeg come update
onemansquad
techno4life
bluestarry
make wona show.
Dz worths yur mb

thanks

Divepen:
I no know which one I go do...
I want something new.

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'We've got Astronomy.', she informs me. 'What do you think I have a schedule for? ', I ask stopping by my locker to pick my books. 'Wait. I thought that was your worst subject. Why do you seem so excited?', I ask again. She giggles. 'There's this new cute guy...', she begins. I turn to look at her with raised eyebrows. 'What?!', she asks. 'Are you really asking me that?', I ask back. 'He's really cute.', she defends. 'Uh....huh'. 'Oh you're impossible. Come on.', she says dragging me down the hallway. When we get to class and sit down, I notice she keeps looking at the back row so I turn to look too. 'He's over there.', she says. 'Who?', I ask. 'Duh... cute boy. Who else?', she says. 'Which one of them is he?', I ask. 'Look well. Who's new?', she asks back.
'There's Douglas, Thomas, Murray, Rex, Sam and...', the words stick in my throat. 'Who's the guy in the red polo?', Eva laughs. 'Told you so.'

Dad insists on dropping us off. I don't complain. His car is a black Range Rover. We're stinking rich so you'd think we'd live in a mansion and have ten cars in our garage. Nope. We live in a three storey house and we only have three cars in our garage. The Range Rover is Dad's car, the Toyota Corolla is Mom's car, the Pilot Jeep is James's car.
Karen is still in grade school but she's coming to L.A High next year which is the same year James is going off to college.

We walk into school and as usual, heads turn. Girls giggle as James walks past. I give him my 'like seriously' look and he smirks.
'I'm hot little sis,' He says straightening my jacket. 'Deal with it.', and he walks off to join his friends. My brother's a jerk(Not really). I hear a squeal and before she even hits me, I know it's Eva. 'Hey blondie.', I say hugging her back. Everyone's hair in my family is black.

After breakfast I rush upstairs to bathe. Yep, in my family, we have breakfast before bathing. It's some weird idea of Liz that we digest food faster... or so I think. 'Code is white.', Liz yells from outside my door. 'Got it ', I yell back. It takes me a while to figure out what to wear. But I finally settle on a white cotton singlet with blue designs around the edges, blue shorts, white trainer shoes and a blue jacket. It all goes perfectly with my jet black hair and blue eyes. I know Liz looks just as dazzling and as I step into the living room, I'm not disappointed.

She's wearing tight white pencil jeans, a strapless yellow top with a white tummy belt and white sandals. James is wearing simple blue jeans, a black t-shirt and white trainer shoes. Karen is wearing a black skirt, violet top with the symbol of a dragon on upper left hand side and white shoes. Which is her school uniform except she's wearing a white jacket. Not part of it.
Let me explain the white code thing. We have a rule(also Liz's idea). We all have to wear a color in common. Today, the color's white.

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Memo:
Dave is the Captain of the Basketball team and is also one of the cutest guys in school. (Well almost). He's second on the L.A High handsome ratings. Claire, his on and off diva girlfriend is the Captain of the Cheerleading team. If they weren't together, the planets would go out of orbit.

Karen, my 13 yr old sister is the last child. But a little too grown up for her age (Not considering the cartoons). She has blue eyes and a dazzling smile. Did I mention that everyone in my family has blue eyes and a killer smile? Yep. Even my Mom and Dad. My Mom once got a bouncer to let us into a
Club for free.

Note: Fiction

KAITLIN


I groan as I stretch my hand towards the top of the drawer and turn off the alarm. I'm about to snuggle back under the covers when my mother shouts my name from downstairs. Cursing, I make my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth after which I head downstairs to the kitchen guided by the aroma of breakfast and my stomach rumbles reminding me I didn't eat any dinner last night. James and Liz are already at the dining table talking but quiet down when they see me. I turn up my nose at them and James smirks. They've been doing it a lot now, talking behind my back. Well they always have, but these days it's been getting worse. It's like they have some secret plan they don't want me to know about. So much for being siblings.

Karen is manipulating the TV channels as usual. Dad is reading the morning paper. 'Hi Dad.', I say and he looks up. 'I think we'll have to set your alarm clock to 30 mins earlier.', he says as I plant a kiss on his cheek, knowing fully well that he'll forget all about the alarm clock halfway to work.
'Hi Mom', I say walking into the kitchen. It's the size of two sitting rooms.
'Hi Kat.', she says barely looking up from where she's frying eggs. I keep looking at her and she finally turns. 'What are you doing standing there?', she snaps. 'Go set the table and call Karen while you're at it.'
'Karen!', I yell and Mom flinches.
'Keep it down Kat! I don't have earmuffs.', Liz shouts from the table. I smirk.
Karen comes running into the kitchen shooting daggers at me with her glare and I can clearly tell I interrupted her favorite cartoon program. 'I didn't call you.', I say quickly. 'Mom did.'
'Yes.', Mom confirms absentmindedly. 'Get my phone from my dressing table.', she orders and Karen's scowl grows wider. But she goes anyway. We've all learned the hard way when it comes to disobeying or double crossing Mom's orders.

Quick introduction:
My name's Kaitlin and my family's a bit crazy. They seem pretty normal now but don't be fooled. My family shares a cunning sort of familiarity. Matching sets of scowls and smiles, same sound of laughter, same tall height.
James, my 17 yr old brother, is the first child. Which automatically means he gets to run Dad's company when he's of age and never gets scolded for coming home late.
Liz, my 16 yr old sister, is the second child and a fashion queen. She taught me everything I know about clothes, and she's also my school newspaper. She knows everything from the latest celebrity gossip, to if Dave and Claire have broken up again.

pabon:
Nothing to write tonight. Just came here to wish you all a merry christmas.

Same to u

Update pls oh!

His aunty walked faster, her slippers making slap-slap sounds that echoed in the silent street. Ugwu wondered is she, too, could feel the coal tar getting hotter underneath, through her thin soles. They went past a sign, ODIM STREET, and Ugwu mouthed street, as he did whenever he saw an English word that was not too long. He smelt something sweet, heady, as they walked into a compound, and was sure it came from the white flowers clustered on the bushes at the entrance. The bushes were shaped like slender hills. The lawn glistened. Butterflies hovered above.
'I told Master you will learn everything fast, osiso-osiso,' his aunty said. Ugwu nodded attentively although she had already told him this many times, as often as she told him the story of how his good fortune came about: While she was sweeping the corridor in the Mathematics Department a week ago, she heard Master say that he needed a houseboy to do his cleaning, and she immediately said she could help, speaking before his typist or office messenger could offer to bring someone.
'I will learn fast, Aunty,' Ugwu said. He was staring at the car in the garage; a strip of metal ran around its blue body like a necklace.
'Remember, what you will answer when he calls you is Yes, sah!'
'Yes, sah!' Ugwu repeated.
They were standing before the glass door. Ugwu held back from reaching out to touch the cement wall, to see how different it would feel from the mud walls of his mother's hut that still bore the faint patterns of moulding fingers.

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Master was a little crazy; he had spent too many years reading books overseas, talked to himself in his office, did not always return greetings, and had too much hair. Ugwu's aunty said this in a low voice as they walked on the path. 'But he is a good man,' she added. 'And as long as you work well, you will eat well. You will even eat meat everyday.' She stopped to spit; the saliva left her mouth with a sucking sound and landed on the grass.
Ugwu did not believe that anybody, not even this master he was going to live with, ate meat every day. He did not disagree with his aunty, though, because he was too choked with expectation, too busy imagining his new life away from the village. They had been walking for a while now, since they got off the lorry at the motor park, and the afternoon sun burned the back of his neck. But he did not mind. He was prepared to walk hours more in even hotter sun. He had never seen anything like the streets that appeared after they went past the university gates, streets so smooth and tarred that he itched to lay his cheek down on them. He would never be able to describe to his sister Anulika how the bungalows here were painted the color of the sky and sat side by side like polite, well-dressed men, how the hedges separating them were trimmed so flat on top that they looked like tables wrapped with leaves.

I read this book by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie and I think it's stunning. Hope you share my opinion.



PART ONE


The Early Sixties

Pr0ton:
And when we will have gotten money and fame
After going through tears and rain
Lead our heart always to the memorial lane
And never let us forget our mothers' name.

Nice rhyme

Nice. But you missed something. 'Elsa, wake up, wake up'. 'Go back to sleep Anna'. 'I can't. The sky's awake. So I'm awake. So we have to play!'. That was before she pushed her off.
Am so crazy about dis movie. I downloaded it into my phone.
Nice work though

TiffanyJ:
Your story is really great ma. It makes me remember my secondary school days, keep it up but i believe you need to edit your last update. In boarding schools, boys are not allowed anywhere near girls' hostel and same goes to the girls. A boy cannot come to the hostel, talk more of knocking on the door.
Again, is Vera having a room to herself? It is a boarding school, I believe wall papers should not be allowed, and you described the colour of the wall as if Vera had a say in its section. Is that the case?

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Yep. Vera happens to come from a very rich home. Secondly it's fiction. It was never allowed in my Boarding school though I would have liked it. I happened to have more male than female friends. Girls get under my skin. And 8 out of every 10 are gossips

pabon:
I'll update pretty soon.Watch out!

Waiting

mohalexyz:
they all said what they suppose to say as a good followers who loved u n want u to improved on ur writeup, but I must confess as a beginner you really tried so let d good work continue.they all said what they suppose to say as a good followers who loved u n want u to improved on ur writeup, but I must confess as a beginner you really tried so let d good work continue.they all said what they suppose to say as a good followers who loved u n want u to improved on ur writeup, but I must confess as a beginner you really tried so let d good work continue.

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More update pls