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When they reached their destination, it was a classic restaurant in the middle of the town. She had heard about it. It was meant for 'five star men' who has the balance that match the expensive taste provided. For people like her, it was just too extravagant. Therefore, she has not been there before.

There the walls were touched of gold. The light so radiant inside and outside that she squinted to adjust. Inside, before the receptionist were wooden chairs in set of two and the tiles glorified the brightness of light, sparkling brilliantly.

They settled at a table far from the exit,ordered for drinks and snacks.

'ermm. Let me start by who is Joy?'

'Joy is a girl and a teacher' she replied jokingly.

This lady is going to be defeated if he start his own joke. Good thing is he likes ladies that joke.
'she has a beautiful smile, a cute dimples, teaches mathematics and is scared of surprises' he replied,playing along.
He said every word fast as if he had memorized them.

She laughed; that was the first time he saw her laughing. It made him feel excited. She is perfect description of what he wanted, not the fake girls that pretended to be happy.She is just a happy person at heart.

'ermm... I am Joy Cyber' she said still controlling her laughter. A graduate of the university of Ilorin.

'that's my alma Mata too'

'really?'

'yes...what about your family, yo-ur siblings?'

'I have a sister and a brother both seniors'

'meaning you are the last born'

she nods after sipping from her cup of juice
'...to a family of five' she added

On and on they discussed each of them discovering the others weaknesses. Joy is scared of snakes,cockroaches and the even the tiny ant. Mr Evan hates wrestling.He did not say it voluntarily, Joy had made him spilled it all out.

Joy had made a conscious approach not to ask about his past atleast for now. She already heard a little from Vareena. She told her her mum died nine years ago.
Him feeling emmotional on their first outing would spoil the fun. Perhaps he hasn't moved on. To avoid unpredictable drama she had shut out the questions about Mrs Cheryl Evan for now.
Or forever.

And eventually when he took her home she was feeling moody. She did concealed it from him. It will be weird to tell him to spend the night with her. That will be too straight forward, and the cheapest action in her life, even cheaper than sand in desert. Thoughh she wished, but common sense won over wishful thought. At the thought she would be alone in her house, she began to miss him already.

He alighted first and help her with the car door. She stepped out and he closed the door. She was standing face to face with him besides the car.

'thank you' she muttered. She could feel his breath on her face.

'it's my pleasure' he replied. Before he could say jerk, their mouth met and clicked together in a long kiss. Reluctantly, they broke free. Each of them bursting into laughter and breathing heavily for some seconds.

'that feels good' Mr Evan remarked after he caught his breath.
'Do you mind taking you out for lunch tomorrow' He asked
.

'let it be on Sunday, I will be busy tomorrow. Lesson plan,laundry and all'She knows she has more than that tomorrow. Laitan will also be visiting tomorrow. And she hasn't figure out what is going to happen. The least thing she wants is to breakup with him that day and be seen outside dining with someone.

'Okay, see you then' he said.

'okay,goodnight'

'goodnight dear' and he watched as she walked into the house.

She entered into the house and jumped up for joy. 'Yes! ... Yes!' she shouted she has done it. Her dreams are becoming reality. When she lay down to sleep she wrapped her hands round the pillow, improvising cute Evan, and engaging it to her warm heart, and hugging the object in a warm embrace.

She has two feelings.The feeling of love and the back off it was the feeling of anxiety. How will Laitan take the news? Maybe he will just laugh and say I was trying to do that already.
She closed her eyes,licked her lips once more which still taste of wine from Mr Evan's kiss. Deeply she fell into resounding sleep. Tommorow will take care of itself.

Iyafshow.

pls watch the spellings I could upper case between.

Waiting.

Cybershow:
Kusibe77 u r duin gr8..u dnt kal me..bt i dn show sha

my bad. The next post will be dedicated to you.

Mate77:
This great and i cant wait for another update pls

thanks for showing up here. Updates loading

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After spending much than usual hours behind the mirror painting her face, she sat on a stool still in front of the mirror backing her bed. There was no one to compliment her look and she decided applying the make up would be better. Her friend who could help, said clubbing was her schedule. Not make up. Not baby sitting a love-sick.

She stopped and examined her face in the mirror. It needed some powdering and she applied it.
After the make up was done was when her problem continues; she did not know the best dress to choose. Standing on behibd the wardrobe, she search through the hung clothes for the best dress; and repeated, and repeated. At last she choose a pink gown that revealed her curves.It has a design of gold on it which glitter catching the slight rays of light . This should have the effect she desires. She want eyes to be on her.

She was contented when Mr Evan came that night. He had called her he was at the door,he didn't knock. And when she steped out
, he had said 'waoh! you look great.' Even if he didn't say it the look on his face said it all.

'where are are we going' she
asked when they have stepped into the car. He is behind the wheels.

'don't you like surprises' he asked back.

'well, I like surprise at certain instances'

'like'

'that's question of another date'

The lady is making his job easier than he thought. He is going to invite her for lunch tomorrow. First thing first, they would enjoy today's date. And maybe he would have his first real kiss in nine years.

Therock5555:
go ahead bro

me too, https://www.nairaland.com/2111662/nine-years-ago#30107004

I also mentioned you on my thread. For Corrections and criticism.

Cybershow:
abeg update ani tonite o

typing

Cybershow:
am nt api evan dnt c cheryl o..bt dat dnt mean..wat z vareena gazin at..hmm luv wa tinntin

that's the part the story followed o. I wish they meet too.

And what vareena is gazing at. Adon't know o d, maybe d ladies can help with that.

Fatalveli:
I think it should be antagonist

done sir.

I saw your dedication,thanks.

For corrections, I will say you should try to put more space between each persons statement. Like

Alfred said 'I love you'

'but am scared' Cynthia replied

you see the spacing. I just thought it will be more pleasing to the eye.

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She gave him her contact which he gladly saved on his phone. She watched he walked to his car; her dream was becoming a home reality, left with getting rid of Laitan.

Meanwhile, Cheryl stopped abruptly. She was late for a meeting. The principal can wait till tomnorow when she would bring the kids. Igniting the car back, she breathed out, used the roundabout which has the sculptor of a male student reading a book to make a U-turn. She drove towards the exit and Mr Evans's car followed closely behind hers. Both vehicle stopped at entrance before joining the main road; Cheryl indicated she was going to the right while Evan pointed left. Each person drove to their respective direction not knowing the occupant of the second car. Only if destiny had said they would meet on this day but it didn't and Cheryl has more days of torment, with her dream, with the girl, with her confusion.
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During break that day Vareena was busy solving some mathematical problem with Mike. They were both preparing for the forthcoming inter-school Quiz competition. The principal told them this morning and they had started preparing with a WAEC past question. Mike raised his head and he look out through the window. Patrick was passing and running his eyes through the classroom, roles bag carrying chairs, empty seats — probably looking for somebody.

'Patrick' Micheal called and waved him to come in.

Pat walked in. 'good afternoon seniors'

'good afternoon' Vareena who was not looking all this while and Mike replied in unison.

'How are you?' Mike asked.

'I'm good' he replied

'since you had been chosen for the quiz competition, I knew you will not be having time so I have decided that I will be the one checking on you guys, that way I will be learning too.' he said resting his butt on the wall.

'that's a nice idea' Mike said. He was looking down to what Vareena was studying and looked up to give Pat a reply.
Vareena who had answered some question on her note was checking them up if her answer tally with the correct answers at the back of the book.

After a while Pat left for his class. Mike had sensed Vareena was not willing to inquire about the boy anymore. It's time to make her change her mind if she wasn't interested in doing..

'Var! Don't you want to know about the boy again?' he asked

'I already knew all I want to about him' she said closing the book in front of her and sit up to see his facial expression.

'what are those things you know'
he asked resting his chin on his clasped palms supported by the desk like a serious teacher listening to a brilliant student.

'his father isn't Nigerian,he came from Togo. He came here last year'
she replied. 'Nothing more. I had thought there might be a connection if he says he was a Nigerian citizen but since he wasn't, I will keep him as friend'

She had a unique feeling anytime he saw Patrick. It was so glaring to her that something is between him and Pat, a connection? But she was fighting her conscience to believe it. She kept assuring herself the feeling was vague --- That Patrick gave her the feeling she had been missing for so long whenever she was around him --- a male sibling.

'you forgot he told us his mother's name is Cheryl Evan?

Vareena blinked. She remembered during one break, they had talked and he mentioned her mother's name. That, too can't be a coincidence.

'and of course the woman is a Nigerian', he released his hands down. He used his fingers to draw imaginary patterns on the desk.
'We needs to find out more about him'

'and how do we go about it, should we ask him?' she said. Mike will surely come up with something. She can boast of that.

'Well, tomorrow we are going to ask him more question. His mum hobbies, where his parent met and all that. We are going to do that technically so he won't suspect anything'

Vareena nodded her understanding to everything Mike said. This was not the first time he will be coming up with ideas,sometimes weird ones; one of the reason she was more closer to him. He is not like most of her classmate who have bad motives. When they talked with her,their eyes zoomed on her chest as if it held a treasure that their eyes could not let go. That's lustful. Some had never talked to her before. But they had sure converse in their mind with her chest.

And Bukoye, that boy was an antagonist to her character.They hated each-other with passion.

'and try to come up with more question. Question that can help our findings.' Mike said.

'yes, and I will also try Facebook. Will search his name' vareena said after keeping quiet for some seconds.

Mike looked at her face,he was also agreeing to the idea. He turned his side to her and the desk. He was now facing the class aisle. His hands were resting on the desk and the chair's rail.

They both kept quiet thinking what comes to each person's brain. Vareena eyes was on Mike, like she was seeing his handsome face for the first time. His thin lips, the acne on his cheek,his dark hair that was opposite in colour to his skin.

He could felt her gaze on him. He expected her eyes off him but 1, 2, 3..... 20 seconds it was still on him.

'Miiike' she called softly stressing the syllable.

He turned to look at her face,
'what?'

'Water', She replied smiling.

'Water is there,' he pointed, 'not on my face' he fired back smiling.

Well, well lets wait and see.
The story continues tomorrow.

Chai D9ty9 y? Y?

D9ty7 z dat u?

Mhot42 I thought he made a new account.
I don't know he is someoneelse

@cyber, can you guess what will happen?

*Hiohiohio*

this one must grace front page again walahi.

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Joke arrived to her friends place, mentally speaking her mind to the event that brought her here to herself. It's time her friend find something useful, someone better for herself. She knocked on her friend's door and Joy lifted her tired body from the couch, opened the door.

Joke walked past her into the kitchen, and serving herself a cup of cold water. She walked back into the sitting room and took her sit on the settee. Joy sat
directly opposite her,staring at her with curiosity. The tv and home theatre are arranged on the shelf to the right of Joy's seat. She was
expecting explanation about what she said earlier on the phone. 'Abi she came to her house just to drink water', she mused.

'I ran into your boyfriend at a restaurant today'

'so?' Joy replied nonchalantly. She knows her friend, it might be some silly things she wants to talk about. She remembered the time she called her about some designer dress she found at a random shop. So what is the big deal if she run into her boyfriend. He isn't some sort of celebrity.

'I saw him with another lady, you should see the way they are feeding each other enh? I feel like strangling him to death' she said, demonstrating with her hands the word strangle.

'it's a lie' she said calmly.

Joy knew something was fishy about her boyfriend because he has been acting too cold some weeks ago. The Laitan that she knows always call once everyday atleast, but now hardly calls in a week. They were both fed up anyway, her eye on what she fancied now --- though the new is once married and older, he is better than Laitan with one thousand and one characteristics.

'I know you will need proofs so I have them' Joke said handing her phone to her friend. She has been her friend through out her university years and theory alone will not convince her and make her believe. Her friend was the 'proof or I don't believe' it type.

She slid her hands on the screen of the device which continue to display different pictures of her boyfriend and a lady. One where her boyfriend was laughing like a loon and the other person like a female hyena. At least that was how they look to her. She slid the next picture and her eye widened in fury: they were kissing. No hesitation. No more hiding. This is the end of it, a full stop to their relatiobship sentence.

Laitan, uncaring, selfish, heartless, and now a cheater; he should have it coming. She had waited enough; She had endured enough. And no more can she take. And no more would she endure. Now that he had a new rank to his mischievious character, they are done. Maybe it wasn't new after. Maybe he has been masking it masterfully. How could she not have known? The last time he bought her a gift was difficult to recollect. This same man was the one feeding a girl with ice cream. Heavenly gracious: a gift pack and roses adored their table.

'Imagine, forming Mr. Romantic' Joke added, peeping at the screen.

What does he take her for?

Their relationship will hit a rock, break it's head, explode in fire, burn into ashes and finally it will be washed away by river.

She rose from her seat. 'you are staying over Joke' Joy asked.

'ko to so' (i will stay even if you did not you say it).

'I'm in the kitchen I want to cook'
Joy walkway and Joke picked the remotes on the table. Just before she walked out she said 'Mr. Evan appreciated what I did today'

'what? You don't mean it' She turned to face the kitchen entrance tilting her head in the process. 'come and gist me'

'you wanna hear? join me in the kitchen' hurriedly, she dumped the remote on the table and went after her.
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'did you mind taking you out for a dinner?'

'I won't...' she was saying

'please don't reject it' he cuts in.

The following day after Joke revealed her boyfriend escapade to her was a Friday, She was in the school when Vareena ran into the class excitedly.

'good morning ma'

'hey young lady good morning' she had replied.

'My dad wants to see you' Vareena had said beaming with smile.

Now here they are, talking.It seemed her dream is coming true and he has found someone he was fond of; someone to break his vow for. His daughter is matured now. He had tried enough for nine years, time to have a feel of relationship again. Or marriage. Marriage? That would be too fast.

'Are you inviting me on a date Mr Evan?'

'If you say so ... Tonight 7 p.m'

'k then' she replied toying with a strand of her hair.

Cheryl Evan brought her kids to school this morning. Driving in her Sienna, she found a suitable park and allowed her kids hopped out, especially Ben who is interested in jumping from the car to the mud earth. The kids came down waved at their mother and walked to their classroom.

The distance where she parked was few meters from where Evan was proposing a date.

Cheryl knew one day that her case will turn, that her amnesia will be forgotten; the dream --- the girl will make sense to her. Kayout had thought visiting the media will make him lost her, and he never suggest it. Evan was the only connection to her first daughter. In her heart, she has always wish the 'smiling girl' well, praying to God to build her into a strong and elegant woman. The type that will command authority and she will be proud if she eventually find her; if she eventually knows who she was. If her past did come back. The girl has a cute smile.

Few yards away, under the tree stood a man and the resolution to the mystery she has been inquiring to resolve for nine years.

She wants to see the principal, she unbuckled her seat's belt.

Typing right?
cos this 1 is too short

just saying

Hey you are back. Are you still using the previous profile??

^^
let the story finish nah.

Chinweblinkz has started a new one. +Drag seats to the front,

Lol,cybershow.

Continued...

When school closed, Mike and Vareena sat outside on the bench waiting for Vareena's father. The tarred road that led out of school stood at three feet beside them.
Waiting on the concrete seat, her father drove in his Rav4 car and alighted, smile plastered on his face.

'helo my an....', he cut himself short and his eyes popped 'What happened to you?' he asked. His daughter was dragging her left leg. The smiles on his face turned to a frown.

'she fell down' Mike responded on her behalf. Carrying her bag, he helped her walked towards the car.

'Dad, I'm fine. Miss joy already treated the little bruise,' she smiled, before someone would suggest visiting the hospital for a mere bruise. She will be fine.

'are you sure' Mr Evan asked, moving closer to examine as if that would heal her completely.

'Yes...,' She quipped

'Miss Joy!' She shouted to her darling teacher who was gorgeously walking towards them already.


Mr Evan, turning swiftly, he beheld the beatiful Lady; Astonished, by the human goddess walking towards him. She dressed in black suits, and red short skirt, and inner white shirt. Her cropped hair extended to her face and almost to her left thin browed eye. An oval face that held not too pointed nose, and spotless light skin that looks tender and soft, and lips decorated in pink colour; all made him blurted inaudibly, 'she is beautiful'.

He regain his consciousness and bent a little and to greet her.

'thanks madam, she told me you treated her leg'

Marvelous are the ability of a lady, they could detect if someone is attracted to them even faster than a thermometer detects heat. She already knew he was carried away and the greeting even couldn't hide it.

'It's nothing.... just helping my student as expected.... she will be fine'

'thanks all the same, I'm grateful'

'you are welcome'

'Alright, we will see you tommorrow' Evan said smiling.

'yes, Sure'

'Bye'

' okay ' she replied shortly.

'bye aunty' Vareena waved at her as she bent to take her sit beside the driver's seat.

'take care my dear' she waved back.

Mike also entered and sits at the rear seat. He place vareena's bag and his bag beside him.

Miss Joy watched as they drive out of the school before walking back to the school. She would be headed home soon, she should pack her things.

She was welcome to her table by
Selena Gomes song: heart want what it wants crooning from her phone. She looked at the caller ID and picked
,
' ore ore '

' see there is fire on your mountain ' was the reply she got, 'Where are you'

'I'm at school,we just closed. what happen?'

'I will get to your house in 30 minutes' and the line went dead from the caller's end.

'What happen to Joke', she thought staring at the screen of her phone.Her friend is one of the first to hear the latest gossip in town. But her voice sounds on the phone like there was fire on a house.

It better be a meaningful thing. . .

Thanks chinweblinkz. I will improve on that.

Thanks @YasirNasir.

^^Amen

Happy new month at cybershow, IdyRaph, ACHEIVABABE and everyother silent viewers(u no wan talk abi, lol).

That's it. I can't get client not I can't write
@marenx

Remember to point out my mistakes. Criticise, advise,like with that I will be able to improve.


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S.S.S 1 B was noisy that early morning. They turned the class into a mess of what it should be. In groups, topics that caught their fancy were discussed.

Today was remarkably day for freedom, of speech. Miss Joy their class teacher had went out. The feared ill tempered principal has gone out too. This, they saw as oppurtunity to express themselves; tell your classmate what transpired at home yersterday; the movie you have watched; the joke you just heard; the love letter you just received.

Vareena Evan sat on a desk with group of friends arguing She argued about dresses, and beauty, celebrities and style, kim k to Nadia Buari.

The principal had informed them this morning that their Economics' teacher
will be not available. That, they saw as oppurtunity to argue about celebrity and sport.

Nadia Buhari was her favourite celebrity and she will say many points to support her.

Vacated seats were seen in the big classroom.

'Messi can dribble, boy yen crazy gan'
some boys group discussed.

Unexpectedly, the principal walked in. The sole of his shoe announced his arrival with each step he took on the tiled floor, behind him was the petite Miss Joy.

The student scampered in a mad race to return to their seats; they ran like big water molecules under the eye of a telescope. They knew him well; he is a man of few words more actions. To correct a students laziness, make him do more work. Advising and counselling are a waste of his time. If a student fall under his trap, that day is as good as a bad day.
He is lanky man of more height than flesh, his head was always oiled and shone like glass, his barber for the years as always see that there is deserted. Or perhaps, it was deserted naturally. 'for a million stupid student, God created me', he goes about saying.

Vareena also tried to rush but her day of reckoning was that minute.
She got her leg deflected by Bukoye who deliberately placed his leg on
her path. She fell flat like lizard which stood on four limbs.

Miss joy was the first t react --- to helped her to her feet. 'lets go,so you can have first aid, you have bruised your leg?' she said checking her left knee and helping her to her feet.

The two walked out of the class. Vareena support herself by extending
her left arm across Miss joy's shoulder,Miss joy's right hand was on her waist.

This, to her is an oppurtunity to break the fence, to water the ground she would walk. She wanted a connection, friendship, that way she would get to 'him'.


'Bukoye go and fetch 10 buckets of water and wet the school field' the principal ordered. Bukoye became shell-shocked, his mouth went wide, speechless.
Damn it, he saw him.

'did you know what you did?'

'I . . . I. . .I fell her' bukoye stuttered.

'Now get lost and make the field wet' he barked pointing towards the door. 'If it dries before I am done here, you will start all over again'
his voice was fierce which makes the class kept decorum.
Bukoye walked out his eyes admiring his toe.

'And to all of you, you will remain standing till am through with this
lesson' he said referring to the class.

He turned and walked to the already cleaned board and wrote 'sex education'
SS1 B was in a pin drop silence, least he changes his mind.
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