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CHAPTER SIX. HE MIGHT BE THE ONE

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  CHAPTER SIX The principal gave the mic to Mr Samson the exam officer, he opened the paper and started calling out the names. "From JSS 1 the 3rd position goes to Eniola Ajao, please a round of applause for our little shinning star." Everyone started clapping as she went and collected her gift and a hug from the vice principal, her parents also went with her. "They must be very proud, I wish I can also make my parents proud today." I said to myself as I watched the happy parents hug their daughter.  Mr Samson continue calling the names. Ibrahim Sada from JSS 3 got 1st position, a round of applause for Ibrahim. Everyone cheered loudly. "Ibrahim is a very brilliant boy, born into the family of twelve children, his mother is a Christian and his father is a Muslim, his mother ran away with Ibrahim and his little brother because she didn't want to be in a polygamous marriage, she raised her children as a single mother." Mr Samson kept on calling the names,...

CHAPTER FIVE. HE MIGHT BE THE ONE

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  CHAPTER FIVE Mr Abraham is our maths teacher but he also helps us in other subjects. We love his teaching technics and he plays with us alot not like the other teachers. His wife is also a teacher, she teaches agriculture in the junior classes but she is way different from her husband, she is very harsh. "I wonder how he could marry such a woman. She also acts like a witch." We went to the large Amina hall and found ourselves two seats among the other debaters.  The principal came into the hall to inform us that the debate will commence very soon and that fellow debaters should please get ready and be comfortable in their seats. Parents were asked to sit behind, so that students will be able to see the debaters clearly. Prefects brought refreshments and distributed it among everyone in the hall.  The principal came back and asked everyone to sit down quietly as he introduce the important guest and judges. The principal started calling names from the programme and the pe...

CHAPTER FOUR. HE MIGHT BE THE ONE

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  CHAPTER FOUR "Mom... Okay I am so sorry but I didn't feel that it was that important for you to know about it." "Every little details about your life is important to me because I am your mother and it's my duty to guide and protect you from any danger. So from now on Tinu, always tell me everything okay?" "Okay mom. I promise, pinky promise." I said smiling. "Good, even if you don't want to put on glasses, you should wear your headband and come downstairs quickly." "Alright ma." Mom smiled and went out. I quickly wore the headband and went straight to the dinning table. My parents were already there waiting for me to join them, for it's a family tradition. No one eats until the family is complete. "Sorry mom and dad for coming late." "No problem. Just come and sit down." I drew out a chair and sat down. I looked at Daddy Zee all decked up in his white body hug T-shirt showing his masculine build and...

CHAPTER THREE. HE MIGHT BE THE ONE

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  CHAPTER THREE "No wonder I have been experiencing lots of bad omens since morning apart from the fact that I met Loda after a long time. Sam of all people, the most annoying and terrible person I have ever met." Well that's my opinion of him. "If you are looking for a very bad neighbor, Sam is a good example. He has lots of bad habits. He seems to be such a crazy person, always looking for trouble and being a nuisance to everyone around him including the other neighbors." Not that they have ever complained. "They always give complaint about him every time but there is nothing we can do than to tolerate him." That's a conclusion I drew after seeing Mrs Anderson speaking to him angrily.  "To worsen the matter, he seems to have a problem with me every time, he pesters me alot. He's only been here for four months but for me it feels like it been a year." This one is true, I guess he has a crush on me. Who wouldn't?       THREE MONTH...

CHAPTER TWO. HE MIGHT BE THE ONE

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  CHAPTER TWO On my sixteen birthday, I wished that nothing would ever come between us but that wish was not fulfilled, we got separated on the 18th of October 2004.  Here she was staring at me just like she did 8years ago with a beautiful smile on her face. She came over to where I stood staring at her in disbelief and suddenly hugged me.  I smiled. "Loda.... Oh my God, long time, how have you been doing?" I asked in excitement and shock. "I thank God, I have been doing very well and you? How are mummy and daddy?" She asked, her voice sounding a little bit deeper than before and she even spoke like those oyinbo (white people). "They are all fine jare and yours? Are your l parents still in America?" I asked. "No, we all came back for my cousin's wedding." "Wow that's good." "I missed you a lot Tinu." Loda said with a sudden sadness. "Me too dear."   "Loda I am so sorry but I have to go out for some impor...

CHAPTER ONE. HE MIGHT BE THE ONE

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  CHAPTER ONE  It was a beautiful Saturday morning. I woke up to the first rays of sunlight lighting up my room through the silky curtain on my window.  I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window. There was a pearly glow in the sky, another day has dawned bringing with it new hopes and aspirations.  I love Saturdays because I didn't have to rush to take my bath or prepare only egg and bread or even in a hurry to beat traffic and get to work early. It was 7:20am and I have to go out for my morning run.  I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, the water from the tap was a bit warm and I loved it that way. When I was done, I went to my wardrobe to change into something befitting for my walk. I found my black track suit with a white stripe at the edge. I love this particular one because it suits me well and I feel more comfortable in it. At exactly 8:50am, I got back home. I went to the bathroom to take my bath. After taking my bath, I went to my wardrobe ...

NEW STORY ALERT

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  HE MIGHT BE THE ONE  By Olubukunmi Jokotoye  Email: mercyjokotoye@gmail.com or Email: bukunmijokotoye@gmail.com  Contact no: +2347034089798 Word count: 28,100 PART ONE Snyposis. Atinuke Keturah Demilade (28 years old), a young, beautiful lady who is very determined to make a name and image for herself in the society after the humiliation she witnessed her mom go through. She isn't very smart and can say a lot of stupid things but that will not stop her at all from achieving her goals. Samuel Oyewole Douglas (30 years old), a very handsome, smart and emotionally strong man comes to Nigeria in search of his surrogate mother. Lolade Daniel Coker, daughter of late business guru David Daniel Coker, has a desire for another type of life but she hides that, pretending to be happy amidst her rich and classy friends but deep down, she knew she only wanted to be a simple girl and continue to be friends with her childhood bestie who she was so jealous of despite being a hundr...

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CELEBRITY LOVE STORY COMPILATION (REMA)

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  CELEBRITY LOVE STORY COMPILATION               (REMA) SHORT STORY I met someone on Tiktok, we chatted for a few days and he invited me to his place in Lagos, I was living in Ibadan. Although anxious about visiting because of the current situation of our dear country, I still gathered courage and agreed to go. I arrived at Lagos two days after he transferred the transportation fare to me. I was picked up from the park by a very handsome man who wasn't my host because he was fair and my host was dark in complexion. We got to the house and met Bukola, the man I came to see. He gave me a tight hug but I immediately dodged him when he tried to kiss my lips. I noticed the disappointment on his face and his indifference in character towards me afterwards. He stayed back in the room after dropping my small traveling box and I was left alone in the living room. He couldn't even offer me anything, although I would have declined even if he did. To my surpr...

DEMENTED LOVE (CHAPTER FOURTEEN) GRAND TOUR

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  CHAPTER FOURTEEN  (GRAND TOUR) A second floor mezzanine landing overlooked the luxury living room. Glass balustrades welcome daylight through from the upper windows.  Large wall art drew their keen eyes up the internal staircase, and provided them an opportunity for a blast of intense colour. And the reflecting pool above doubled the effect of a feature staircase overhead, and towering shutters outside the glass. "This are live edge wooden boards that encase the dining end of a huge kitchen island, giving it a unique identity from the rest of the space." Emily explained as they got to the kitchen which was opposite the dinning area. "Can we go see the Swimming pool already?" Dashay asked excited. The staircase design, mezzanine and bridge triangulate the journey over the reflecting pool, balancing out the building’s geometry. They went through the staircase to the pool and Dashay cheerfully played with the water before they continued their tour. "The bedroom ...

DEMENTED LOVE (CHAPTER THIRTEEN) DONTRELL MANSION

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 CHAPTER THIRTEEN     (DONTRELL MANSION) They arrived at the place where the open top mini electric cars to move around the island on the cobblestone road in the shade of spreading trees and shrubs were parked.  They all got into the nicely painted cars, four passengers in each car and drove themselves closely following the workers who were in another car. "This place looks too good to be a private owned island." Tyrus said looking around with amusement. "I agree, if one should own this place then that person is a billionaire." Kamala added. "How rich is your dad Dashay?" Kamala asked and Dashay shrugged her shoulders before answering. "I don't know."  "Iker is not the type to tell anyone about how wealthy he is. He never told me he owned the house we lived in and the farm house we visited for vacation throughout our marriage, I found out myself after our divorce." Frida said to them. "So that must mean he is a secret billionai...

DEMENTED LOVE (CHAPTER TWELVE) BITTER, FUNNY TRUTH

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  CHAPTER TWELVE    (BITTER, FUNNY TRUTH) "Are you two okay?" Frida asked. "Does it matter? I am sure that as long as we have the same blood running through our veins, he will never abandon me." Kamala said suddenly to Frida's surprise. "Tell me what happened." Frida said to her but Kamala cut her off. "Let it go mom, Wendy and I are going inside now." She held Wendy's waist and they both went inside. "Don't try to force it." Tyrus said and sighed, Frida looked at him and then asked. "What do you mean by that?" "You were never really a part of our lives despite being our mother, you left us to our dads so obviously we do not feel oblige to say anything about ourselves to you." Tyrus answered. "I have always looked after you all even from afar, I ask after you every week, I make sure to find out all I can about you, I do my job as a mother." "Maybe that job wasn't enough, you should have...