My dream high school episode 22

💠💠My Dream High School💠💠
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🔥🔥Chapter 22🔥🔥
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💦Noel’s POV💦

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 ‘Mom’
I recalled she haven’t sent me the full story about Richærd Kenson and what they had together. Neither have I told her about his brief biography that I read on google.
“Hello son.” Mom said immediately I picked up her call.
“Mom” I said.
“How are you doing? I’m so worried about you son. ” She said.
“I’m okay. I should be more concerned about you mom.” I said.
“Your dad is still holding firm to the divorce even though i’ve explained everything to him. I love your dad so much Noel but he really wants this divorce. I’m scared, I can’t do anything anymore.” She said.
“What did you explain to him.” I asked.
“I emailed them to you before calling.” She said.
“Alright, I’ll check them.” I said.
“How do living alone feel?” She asked.
“Get bored at times, but freedom is sure.” I said.
“You should get a same street friend you know, and tell Sam to always come around.” Mom said.
“I have o– Never mind mom.” I couldn’t tell her about Sophia. Not after I promised Sophia not to let anyone know.
Telling mom would be breaking my promise to Sophia.
“What is that son?” Mom asked.
“It’s nothing mom. I was actually playing keys when you called.” I said with a smile.
“Oh I miss watching you do that.” She said.
“I miss you mom.” 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 Richærd Kenson’s.
I read the files gently.

Before I met George, Richærd Kenson was my lover. I fell inlove with him during the times my father’s 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 me…
I couldn’t 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 Richærd.
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 he’s the one responsible for my pregnancy.
We got married weeks later and three years after, I found out Richærd and George are enemies.
I avoided meeting Richærd 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 don’t give you to him but I couldn’t do that and I also couldn’t tell George about it.
About him not being your real father but Richærd.
I was so afraid that George would hate me and hate you.
I didn’t want to loose him. I loved him so much.
Years later, Richærd 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 Richærd 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 Richærd’s death but I’m not.
I have no idea how Richærd 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 can’t blame mom neither can I blame dad.
Richærd must have been such an assh-le.
Such people doesn’t deserve to live..
I hate him for refusing and denying me.
For not being happy that I was formed.
A cute creature in mom’s stomache then.
What an assh-le.
“I’m so happy he had to die. He doesn’t 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.” I said.
I don’t blame mom. She wanted the best for me.
She was scared to loose ‘dad’
Yes he’s my dad and I would never stop calling him ‘dad.
She was afraid that telling him about my real father would make him hate her, leave her, divorce her and hate me.
I don’t blame dad either, he’s just acting out of anger.
I think I should talk to him.

💦Olivia’s POV💦

“Hello Tristan.” I said into the phone.
I have to let him know that I might not be in school tomorrow.
“Wow, it’s late Olivia. I was already sleeping.” His sleepy voice came in.
“Yes, 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.” I said.
Geometry and History.
Horrible.
“Why? are you ill, what is the matter Olivia?” He asked worriedly.
“I’m fine Tristan. Remember the cleaner job?” I said.
“Yes I do.” He answered.
“I think I’m going for it.” I said, grinning.
“Olivia.. seriously you can’do that. You are being desperate.” He said.
“I’m not. Tristan it’s an opportunity for me. I can’t miss it.” I said.
“Olivia be careful.” He said.
“Yeah.” I smiled.
“What did your parents say?” He asked.
“Dad is afraid for me but mom wants me to do this.” I said.
“Well Goodluck Olivia. Becareful. I wouldn’t want anything bad happening to you. I lo… I care about you.” He said.
I smiled.
But there was something he wanted to say before ‘I care about you’
what could that be?
Well, I shrugged it off and exhaled.
“Yeah I will. Take care bye. I have to sleep..Goodnight.” I said all quickly.
“Goodnight Olivia.” 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.
“Uhhh..” I breathed.
Am I sure about this?
Yes ofcourse I am.
“No one would know it’s you. You look totally different.” I recall the words mom said after I tried the disguise makeup.
“Except the height.” Gboy had said with a giggle.
Dad said nothing.
“My name would still be Olivia but I’ll change the surname to..” I had thought for awhile.
“Kenson. Olivia Kenson.” I had said with a smile.
“Wow.. that sounds like a rich name.” Mom had said with a grin.
“You should change your First name as well.” Dad had finally spoke.
I shook my head.
“No.” I said.
“Practice.” Gboy said with a giggle.
“Practice what?” I threw at him.
“Action!” 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 can’t hear all this cos she’s upstairs while we are downstairs in dad and mom’s room.
I wallked over to the door and from there, I did a new walk over to them.
“Go do it again.” Mom had said and I walked back to the door in the same step and came back in the same walking step.
“So good.” 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 ‘Olivia Kenson’ and not as my real ‘Olivia Greene’
It’s totally a chance for me.
A chance I can’t 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 I’do 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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