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lol

but the story isnt about Dare,

i know a bit about asthma, cos i have a sis whos asthmatic,

well i will look into it sha

@Yicob

just shoo!




PART ONE

“All I could see about me
Was through other people’s eyes
And it wasn’t much.”
















1

Jadesola Adeyemi she filled in the space ‘Name’ on the application form of the most popular private university in the country, Victoria University, Lagos. She was hoping against all hopes that it would be a different experience. Looking back at her secondary school life which wasn’t particularly pretty, she vowed to make this forthcoming one better for herself.
She finished filling in the form and put it in its required envelope then went to check on her younger brother. She had just celebrated her seventeenth birthday and had already been through a lot just due to what nature had given to her. Most times she would think ‘is this actually a curse or a blessing?’ . She was dark in complexion, quite pretty and tall and had very very green eyes. No, they hadn’t changed to hazel but were still the same colour she had been born with. Her younger brother had been born five years after her, he was normal she had thought then, with brown eyes even the last girl, Damilola born seven years after her had the same normal colour, ‘why me’ she had wondered.
Their parents had travelled with Damilola after her birthday party, so she and Dare were alone in the house, Dare was asthmatic and had to be watched because he tended to do exactly what would cause an attack. But right now he was in the kids sitting room on the computer system, browsing.
“Dare eh what are you always looking for on the net?” Jadesola asked rhetorically playfully punching him on the shoulder.
“Oh Jay you are disturbing me now” Dare said, his face squarely fixed on the LCD screen not even turning for a glance.
“Mm ungrateful boy.” she said affecting a hurt tone but smiling warmly at the way he called her ‘Jay’ it was a name unique to him, others called her either JD (Pronounced ‘JayDee’) or Jade as in the gem, just then her phone rang.
“Hi, who’s this?”
“Hi, Jade how are you doing?” asked a familiar voice
“Oh! Rhea! Is this your number?”
“Yes, I got a new line”
“Where are you now?”
“Abuja!,”
“Really!, when are you coming back”
“By the end of this month”
“Alrighty,I’m sure your having fun”
“yeah!”
“Femi?” Jade asked imagining Rhea blushing.
“He’s fine”
“Good for you”
“Alright, Jade I just called to say hi. And please store this number I’ll see you in school”
“Sure.”
“I’m really missing you my tall green-eyed friend, ”
They both laughed.
“Bye”
“Later”
Wow, my only close friend, Jadesola thought moving towards the staircase. “Dare do you want anything?” she called…

Three weeks later,
Dad, Mum and Dami had come back. But at the moment Dami and Dare were at school for the third term, her parents at work. She was literally home alone since W.A.E.C exams she had nothing serious to do except apply to universities for admission and wait for the N.E.C.O and J.A.M.B exams as far as she was concerned she had already jacked for them. For the past week she had read some and, she would be going to the university grounds in a month’s time for VUET(Victoria university entrance test). But right now she felt bored out of her mind she didn’t even have any friend near by, Rhea had even gone back to Abuja and she felt it was too early to call anyone. She switched on the TV, flipped through the channels nothing even interesting…she thought. She then decided to take a nap it was just some minutes to 11:00 and the house was ‘sparklingly clean’.
Jade laid on the bright yellow sofa her favourite one in the sitting room and closed her eyes. She really wasn’t sleeping she began to reminisce about her life so far. It was like an entirely old chapter.

Wow.
Lawyerchap thats really good

i usually used to describe things alot

but pple where like i used to focus on the descriptiv

i guess i need to really balance it,

i love Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

ive read purple hibiscus lots of tymes n still enjoy it

Thanks Man!

Tpia,
it aint abt the editing ryt now
but thanks alot

i will get thet yellow sun one sha.

An hour later, “Dr Gaines, she’s awake now and is asking for the baby” said the nurse who had earlier taken the baby. “Thank you Kemi I’ll be right there”. She closed the door and he put his system on hibernation, what he found so far on the net wasn’t enough to explain to the mother that it could be some form of genetic mutation. He knew that was a possibility, back in medical school he had been interested in genes, a very small possibility. Walking to the room he remembered his own daughter when she had been born, she had the brownest eyes he had seen…

“Mrs Adeyemi, you have a beautiful daughter, she has the prettiest eyes”, he said handing over the little one to her. She looked down at the child with a much frazzled expression.
“I can’t believe this doctor, I mean she could be…” she said eyes locked on the baby.
“No, she’s your child there’s no mistake because she looks like you”.
Pretty woman he thought the baby would be even more beautiful’.
“Doctor I really don’t understand how this could be. I mean nobody… as far as I know has married outside a black person we were all born and bred here”
“I know it seems quite impossible and I meant to ask you about her heritage. I know it’s strange and rare there have been cases of blue but they all have Caucasian blood somewhere not too far back in the family tree but green, it could be a genetic mutation” he looked at her face and saw doubt written over it.
Drawing a seat “Mrs Adeyemi” he said staring her straight in the eye “your daughter is a normal child, there is nothing wrong. They may become hazel later or could remain the same, but all in all she is your child and must be loved accordingly”
Shola didn’t say anything after seeing the sincerity written in Dr Gaines’s eyes she looked down at the baby. Her thoughts echoed through her mind ‘she is my daughter I have to love her with all my heart , in fact I already do, dear baby I promise you.’





this is the Prologue

Thank u Texazz, Ziddy