My dream high school episode 22
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đŠNoelâs POVđŠ
After making a chinese food order and finishing it up at the dinning, I went back to my room and had a teeth brush and a shower which I pulled into a blue pajamas after.
I picked my phone from the bed and walked out of my room and straight to my play room.
No paintings yet, only if I could bring Sophia over for us to do that together.
I sat on the piano stool and turned on the piano, played some keys and started a song.
Into the soft slow song, my phone rang.
I left the keyboard to pick the call.
picking up my phone, it was âMomâ
I recalled she havenât sent me the full story about RichĂŠrd Kenson and what they had together. Neither have I told her about his brief biography that I read on google.
âHello son.â Mom said immediately I picked up her call.
âMomâ I said.
âHow are you doing? I’m so worried about you son. â She said.
âI’m okay. I should be more concerned about you mom.â I said.
âYour dad is still holding firm to the divorce even though iâve explained everything to him. I love your dad so much Noel but he really wants this divorce. I’m scared, I canât do anything anymore.â She said.
âWhat did you explain to him.â I asked.
âI emailed them to you before calling.â She said.
âAlright, Iâll check them.â I said.
âHow do living alone feel?â She asked.
âGet bored at times, but freedom is sure.â I said.
âYou should get a same street friend you know, and tell Sam to always come around.â Mom said.
âI have oâ Never mind mom.â I couldnât tell her about Sophia. Not after I promised Sophia not to let anyone know.
Telling mom would be breaking my promise to Sophia.
âWhat is that son?â Mom asked.
âItâs nothing mom. I was actually playing keys when you called.â I said with a smile.
âOh I miss watching you do that.â She said.
âI miss you mom.â I said.
Seconds later, the call dropped and I clicked on my Email and opened the files and pictures attachment sent by mom.
The picture are RichĂŠrd Kensonâs.
I read the files gently.
Before I met George, RichĂŠrd Kenson was my lover. I fell inlove with him during the times my fatherâs illness was being treated by him.
He was handsome and was perfect in his work.
My dad liked him and wanted him for me.
I fell inlove with him and forced myself on him without knowing that he feels nothing for me.
He made me believe he loves me and used me and before I found out about his fake feelings, I had already gotten pregnant for him which the baby was you Noel.
He told me he wants no baby yet and that awful night he told me that was the day I met George Bernstein.
I was at the bar, filling myself with lots of alcohol and too drunk to stand, when I felt a man seat opposite meâŠ
I couldnât talk, I just kept drinking and my sight kept getting more blur.
The next day, I woke up in a soft bed, unclad.
George slept with me in my state of drunkness, with thoughts that I’m a pr-stitute getting my self drunk cos no customer came by.
I cried and yelled at him that I’m not.
I lied to him that I was angered by my dad, but I never mentioned to him about RichĂŠrd.
Luckily for me, George fell in love with me few days later and when I saw he is sincerely in love with me, I made him believe heâs the one responsible for my pregnancy.
We got married weeks later and three years after, I found out RichĂŠrd and George are enemies.
I avoided meeting RichĂŠrd by any way or form but I knew he had found out I got married to George already.
He met me many times and threatened to end George life if I donât give you to him but I couldnât do that and I also couldnât tell George about it.
About him not being your real father but RichĂŠrd.
I was so afraid that George would hate me and hate you.
I didnât want to loose him. I loved him so much.
Years later, RichĂŠrd tried killing George but he failed and got arrested, he was questioned but somehow, I made him not to reveal the reasons why he wanted George dead.
I secretly paid off the lawyers and RichĂŠrd was released.
Then months later, we heard that he had been shot dead.
But now, your dad knows everything.
And he thinks I was behind RichĂŠrdâs death but I’m not.
I have no idea how RichĂŠrd was murdered.
I have no idea.
I breathed in and then out when I was
done reading this.
I just read out the truth about me and sincerely, I canât blame mom neither can I blame dad.
RichĂŠrd must have been such an assh-le.
Such people doesnât deserve to live..
I hate him for refusing and denying me.
For not being happy that I was formed.
A cute creature in momâs stomache then.
What an assh-le.
âI’m so happy he had to die. He doesnât deserve a life. Mom loved him but he never saw that. How dare him come years later to ask for me. Whoever killed him did a clean job.â I said.
I donât blame mom. She wanted the best for me.
She was scared to loose âdadâ
Yes heâs my dad and I would never stop calling him âdad.
She was afraid that telling him about my real father would make him hate her, leave her, divorce her and hate me.
I donât blame dad either, heâs just acting out of anger.
I think I should talk to him.
đŠOliviaâs POVđŠ
âHello Tristan.â I said into the phone.
I have to let him know that I might not be in school tomorrow.
âWow, itâs late Olivia. I was already sleeping.â His sleepy voice came in.
âYes, I want to let you know that I might not be in school tomorrow. So could you please learn all the things Mr Grant and Ms Calin is going to teach tomorrow. I hate those two subjects you know.â I said.
Geometry and History.
Horrible.
âWhy? are you ill, what is the matter Olivia?â He asked worriedly.
âI’m fine Tristan. Remember the cleaner job?â I said.
âYes I do.â He answered.
âI think I’m going for it.â I said, grinning.
âOlivia.. seriously you canâdo that. You are being desperate.â He said.
âI’m not. Tristan itâs an opportunity for me. I canât miss it.â I said.
âOlivia be careful.â He said.
âYeah.â I smiled.
âWhat did your parents say?â He asked.
âDad is afraid for me but mom wants me to do this.â I said.
âWell Goodluck Olivia. Becareful. I wouldnât want anything bad happening to you. I lo⊠I care about you.â He said.
I smiled.
But there was something he wanted to say before âI care about youâ
what could that be?
Well, I shrugged it off and exhaled.
âYeah I will. Take care bye. I have to sleep..Goodnight.â I said all quickly.
âGoodnight Olivia.â Tristan said and I dropped the call.
I was in the bathroom all this while.
I walked out and turned off the light. Then went over to the bed, layed down and put on the bedside lamp.
âUhhh..â I breathed.
Am I sure about this?
Yes ofcourse I am.
âNo one would know itâs you. You look totally different.â I recall the words mom said after I tried the disguise makeup.
âExcept the height.â Gboy had said with a giggle.
Dad said nothing.
âMy name would still be Olivia but Iâll change the surname to..â I had thought for awhile.
âKenson. Olivia Kenson.â I had said with a smile.
âWow.. that sounds like a rich name.â Mom had said with a grin.
âYou should change your First name as well.â Dad had finally spoke.
I shook my head.
âNo.â I said.
âPractice.â Gboy said with a giggle.
âPractice what?â I threw at him.
âAction!â He said and I laughed, getting what he meant.
I should demostrate all I’m going to do tomorrow in MacHills High in my disguise step and manner.
I know Ella canât hear all this cos sheâs upstairs while we are downstairs in dad and momâs room.
I wallked over to the door and from there, I did a new walk over to them.
âGo do it again.â Mom had said and I walked back to the door in the same step and came back in the same walking step.
âSo good.â Mom had said with an assuring smile.
Dad promised to give me money to go buy a dress and new shoes in the morning.
I’m so happy cos I’m finally going to enter into MacHills, not in the car trunk and backseat of the car anymore but with my feet, stepping firmly or maybe nervously on the marbled floor of my dream high school, into the school building and over to the office of the sanitary Director for an interview, even though I’m gonna be totally disguised as âOlivia Kensonâ and not as my real âOlivia Greeneâ
Itâs totally a chance for me.
A chance I canât miss.. To see my dream high school, work in my dream high school since I have no opportunity to school there but I have an opportunity to work there.
And meet Sophia, Sam and amazingly, my prince charming.
I smiled broadly as I imagined myself cleaning through the hallway, then Iâdo slip and fall only to fall into the strong arms of my Prince charming. Noel.
Well, Olivia go to sleep………..
T.B.C………
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