My dream high school episode 18

💠💠My Dream High School💠💠
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🔥🔥Chapter 18🔥🔥

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💦Olivia’s POV💦
I hurried off to Gboy’s school. I have to go pick him up.
I came back home to find mom on the bed, sick.
She handed me some money to get her drugs at the chemist shop and then I’ll go get Gboy from school.
I didn’t bother changing my uniform, even though I smelt sweaty and tired from the toilet washing punishment.
Thank God for Tristan, he helped me finish up the last washroon or else I’do be dead by now.
I really don’t why mom is sick. She hærdly gets sick, just the same way she hærdly takes alcohol.
Well.. I got to Fielders School and entering the school gate, there at the playground was Gboy, on the swing.
“Gboy” I called and he look over, frowned and went on with swinging back and forth, back and forth.
I got to the playground and over to him.
“Gboy get down, let’s go.” I said but he didn’t answer me.
“Gboy!” I yelled but still got no answer.
I breathed angrily,
“I’ll have to force you down. Mom is sick and I need to get her drugs from the Chemist shop.” I said.
“What’s wrong with mom?” He finally spoke and looked at me.
“I won’t answer that. Now get down.” I said.
“Im not happy.” He said.
“Why?” I raised my brows.
“Why is mom sick?” He asked.
“That isn’t why you are sad.”I glared at him.
He giggled and came down.
“Let’s go.” He said.
I rolled my eyes as we walked out of Fielders school and headed to the Chemist shop.
“Olivia.” He called.
“Can’t you call me ‘sister’ huh!” I half yelled.
He giggled, “Im not used to that.” he said.
“Get used to it.” I said.
“Do you want smiley cookies?” He asked with a grin?
I bit my bottom lip as a smile came on my face.
“Yes.”I said and he got his hand into his school bag and brought a pack of smiley cookie out from his bag.
“Maggie gave you?” I asked.
“Yes she did. Do you want to meet her. She’s pretty.” He said.
“Uhmm, okay.” I said.
He opened the cookie and stretched the Angry face cookie to me.
“Arghh. Must you give me that one?” I said.
“Yeah, have it first.” He said and I took it.
I took a bite, he watched me with a grin.
“I must meet Maggie, do her mom or dad work in Cookie company?” I asked.
“No idea.” He said.
“Isn’t she your friend? you should ask her all that?” I said.
“No.” He said.
“So why were you not happy?” I asked.
“Cos Maggie would soon be leaving with her parents.” He said.
“Ohh that’s saddening. So you not gonna be seeing her again soon and no more smiley cookies.” I said.
He nodded with a pale face.
“Well we’ll be remembering her by buying smiley cookies each day. What do you think?” I asked with a smile as I bit from the third cookie carved ‘a happy face.
He shook his head, “You aren’t making things easy here Olivia. Maybe I shouldn’t have told you.” He said and ran off.
Oh oh oh..
I slapped my forehead.
“Gboy, don’t pass that blue light shop. It’s the chemist shop. Gboy!!” I scre-med but he had already ran pass it.
“Arghh! what did I say wrong here.” I mumbled to myself.
He stopped far away, and leaned on a street light pool.
I sighed.
I got to the chemist shop and walked in.
Few minutes later, I bought the drugs and turned to go out, saw Gboy sitting at the long seat close to the entrance door.
His face down on his knees.
I sighed and walked over to him.
“Let’s go now. Mom must really be expecting the drugs.” I said and he sniffled.
Is he crying?
I sat beside him and slide my arm round his slim shoulders, “You don’t have to cry. She’s not gone yet.” I said.
“But she will.” He said and sniffled again.
“Yeah.. but for now, don’t waste the tears. Save them for the day she will be gone.” I said and he instantly removed my arm from his shoulders.
“You don’t talk meaningful things Olivia.” He said.
Well that hurts. Especially when it’s from a six years old brother.
“You shouldn’t tell me that Gboy.” I said and stood up. “Let’s go.” I added, took his hand and pulled him up.
He looked at me with so much saddness,
“Don’t cry anymore okay? I’m here for you. Look, see people looking at you. You don’t wanna be called a cry boy.” I said with a smile.
“I don’t care.” He said and wiped his tears.
“Well, do the little boy need something? Is he sick?” A voice asked from behind me.
I turned and it’s a grandpa.
“Ohh.. great. You must be his sister. The resemblance is so clear.” He said with a wide smile and came forward.
“No grandpa. He doesn’t need anything. He’s just missing someone.” I said and dragged Gboy so we could go out..
“Oh.. I have some candy, would you want some little boy, that might help in forgetting about the person for awhile?” He asked, bending to Gboy with a smile as he began searching his coat pockets for what I guess would be the ‘Candy’
“No grandpa.” I said.
“Ohh.. let the boy speak for himself.” He said.
I rolledmy eyes and looked at Gboy.
“Thanks grandpa but I just had lollipop few minutes ago.” Gboy lied.
“Oh. Alright.” The grandpa said.
“Bye grandpa.” I said and took Gboy’s hand and we walked out.

“Why were you so hærd to the granpa!” Gboy asked once we got out of the chemist shop.
“Well I wasn’t.” I said.
“You were Olivia.” He said.
“Well, fine I was. He’s a stranger.” I said.
“You can’t say that to old people.” He said.
“You have to be careful with every stranger, whether little, young or old.” I said and he shrugged.

We got home and mom was up, and having a hot coffee at the breakfast bar.
She had her black thick coat and a brown bobble hat, then brown mittens as well.
She held the coffee cup like a cross, close to her l-ips.
“Hey mom. I’m back, you don’t have to be sick again.” Gboy said immediately.
Mom smiled at him.
“Thank God you ain’t in bed anymore. Here’s the drugs.” I said and dropped it at her front.
Her face changed, “Ohh.. I really hate taking medicines Olivia. Can you get me an orange juice from the fridge to take with it. Arghh drugs are so bitterrrr.” She said, twisting her face, causing Gboy and I to burst into rounds of laughter.

💦Noel’s POV💦
Getting home, I pulled into the garage and got out of the car… Dragging my backpack with me, I walked to the front porch and ins**ted the key… The door opened and I walked in, closing the door back and locking it.
Great. I’m back to boredom.
Home alone.
I dropped the bag to the couch and dragged my sad self to the dispenser at the dinning for a glass of water.
Gulping the cold water down my thirsty throat, I dropped the cup back and walked over to my room, where I sat down on the bed, pulled off my shoes and layed down,and cuddled a pillow.
Sophia..
I felt so good seeing her again..
I thought we were gonna start up something. I was so excited that I was finally going to tell her my feelings and show her every song I made with her name and the way I feel for her, then she’do be so happy and thrown over and she will accept to be my girlfriend.
But, now, nothing like that is gonna happen.
I feel so broken.. Even more heart broken than when I heard George Bernstein wasn’t my real father.
I feel so hurt.
I got up and walked to my reading desk… there were lots of novels and song Notes.
I grabbed the pink coloured cover book with a blue butterfly boldly drawn at the centre and sat down on the chair and flip open the first page.
‘Songs To My Soulmate’
is boldly written at the first page
I opened the second page and there was the first song I ever composed with her name,
I read it.. rather than singing it.
Do I really know how I feel?
It’s so confusing, can’t you see?
Falling inlove with you so fast.
Is this love at first sight?
I wish I could let you know, Sophia.
But im so scared, you might not want this.
I’m scared, to let you know I’m going crazy for you.
So crazy, is this infatuation or forever?
Will I have you or just never?
I never wanted to be, but im tired of our friendsh¡p.
I need more than that, Sophia..
I do…
I wanted to flip to the next page, but I didn’t know what happened, I closed it back and tears dropped from my eyes and landed on the beautiful butterfly
Maybe I didn’t want the tears to drop on the page where I wrote my very first song of the way I feel for Sophia..

T.B.C…
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