6* Moremi Hall I

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Hey, Wattfam, how're you??




So we'll be meeting, even though it's going to be a tiny glimpse, one of our major characters in this chapter.






~NADIA~





I stared at my computer screen, kept staring at it as if waiting for the screen to miraculously get filled up with words.

And when it didn't, I groaned in sheer frustration.

Total and sheer frustration.

"Eeh, stop screaming, you're going to deafen my ears," The childishly stupid voice that belonged to my ex-best friend interrupted my groaning and I whirled around on my study chair to see Tania sitting on my bed, legs tucked underneath her and applying all sort of things to her face.

Tumeric.

Ginger.

Honey.

Charcoal mask.

Everything...

I was failing to understand her. I mean, how can anyone comfortably apply that many kinds of stuff on their face in just one sitting?

She paused in the middle of the lining underneath her eyes when she saw how I was looking at her.

"Don't look at me like I'm committing a lethal sin," She started, then went further as if to defend herself, "I'm pretty sure you're the only girl in the history of mankind that has never applied all these on her face."

I started to tell her off, started to tell her that I surely wasn't the one girl who wasn't into all 'these natural glow products' or whatever they liked to call them but then, I remembered that I wasn't supposed to be talking to her.

She made me attend a party, only for her to abandon me just to be with her boyfriend.

I whirled around again to turn back to focus on my screen and to will my brain to come up with the words to type on my laptop.

But well, my brain was just refusing to cooperate. It was like it had shut down completely.

"Nadia-Bear," My best friend, sorry, my ex-best friend started again, calling me that stupid nickname that I've always hated, "Are you seriously still angry with me?"

I didn't reply her.

"But I already apologized na. I swear, we just wanted to talk for just two minutes," Her voice started to turn coy and I didn't even need to turn to look at her to know the stupid expression on her face, "But one thing led to another, and..." She trailed off completely and my mouth dropped open when I caught a glimpse of her expression through my laptop's screen.

I'm dead.

I'm so dead.

Because Tania looked like a 13-year-old who just had her first kiss.

God please, I'm ready to exchange my best friend for my brain to finally come up with the article I've been trying to write for the past 1 hour.

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