Tripartite love - A love triangle - Love between blood - Love between the poor and the rich - Wearous High School - From the name, you would already know that it's a school mostly attended by students from wealthy homes. If you are not rich or if you have no relationship /connection with someone who is prosperous but you still decide to attend that school, You would surely have no or few friends but so many haters. So the poor relates with the poor and the wealthy relates with their kinds - The wealthy.
Chapter 1
Meet Kyle and Audrey
KYLE'S POV
(A poor guy)
I sang whole-heartedly..
Because It is what i love the most,
what i almost cannot do without,
the only thing that gives me Joy
since there's nothing and no one else ..
that can give me this happiness except;
MUSIC.
🎶The moment I met you for the very first time
🎶I remember that I'm out of breath
🎵Maybe you've heard it and still remember the day I was upset
🎶I really like it when I hear your voice
🎵But I like it better when we walk together
🎶Yeah, there was a time, there was a day when I loved you with all my heart.
🎵You are my first love everytime
🎶I'll wait for you untill the spring snow comes
🎵I thought I was drunk that night 'cos my heart was really strange and the wind blew.
🎵That night I was so sad and stumbled.
🎶You are my first love everytime
🎶Sometimes I feel like love is lonely and my life is always hard.
🎶I knew it from the day we spent together, that; 🎵 there was a day I loved you with all my heart...
"Careless woman! " I heard my Dad yelled at my Mom.
Oh! Not again.
Despite the fact that I was so engrossed with my music even with a earpiece in my both ears, they still succeeded in interrupting me and making me miss a line then I skipped more lines.
I sang as if I were in love with someone but I wasn't and I haven't even been but yet the title of song I was singing, which I composed - (my first song ) is 'First love'
"Bring it on! I'm prepared for you! " My Mom yelled back at him.
Arrrgh! I stood up, walked to my door and slammed it. It's gonna reduce their noise at least.
I can't do anything to stop them, I mean I've tried severally but it eventually turned out abortive.
So I would rather just leave them and mind my business.
Well they are part of my business too.
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(Poor girl)
AUDREY's POV
"Surprise!!" My Mom exclaimed as she untied the piece of cloth which she used to cover my face - my eyes precisely.
"Where are we mommy? " I asked, surprised..
Staring at the beautiful environment...The sitting room.
"Mo..mom" I muttered.
"Yes baby" She replied smiling.
"This is our new home"
"Mom, don't tell me you used the loan you received to buy this expensive house? " I asked in a grouse.
"C'mon Audrey, it's the smallest building in Wearous Estate" My mom stated.
"Wearous Estate? " I exclaimed almost in a scream then I rushed to a window nearby to check through it.
Afar, I saw a bill board ' WEAROUS' was scrawled on it.
I don't want to believe that my mom bought a house here in Wearous Estate of all Estates?
"Mom, how are we gonna cope? We don't belong to this environment" I whined.
"How do you mean? What do you mean by we don't belong to this environment?"
"Everyone here is rich, I mean extremely wealthy" I continued to complain.
"Audrey, I trained you really well, have you stopped believing that there is nothing impossible?" Mom said obviously fed up of my complaints already.
"I know Mom, I'm simply saying you should have just bought a small house in a less standard estate. OK this is the smallest house here right but I'm pretty sure it is fvcking expensive. Later or even sooner, the bank managers would start running to you for their money. Think about it mom, how do you intend to pay them? how are we gonna pay them? " I grumbled.
I don't know what's wrong with mom..
We've been living a small but comfortable life with her friend, Bridget but she got married a week away. Now we have no choice rather than to find our own house and live our own life.
She pleaded for a loan which was reluctantly given to her. I expected her to get one mini-home on a low-key but she bought this small house which I could still classify to as 'Expensive' because of it location. It's an estate for the Rich.
Wearous - WEAlthy and prospeROUS.
Ugh!
"It would take centuries before I'll find someone who is wealthless like me that's even if there is one here" I said.
"How many times do I have to tell you never to look down on your self, never to see you yourself as a poor girl..? Your father is very rich. Why are you making it seems like it's wrong for us to live among the rich?"
My Mom is single and I cherish her more than anything else in this world.
How could Dad be so heartless to abandon my mom after putting her in a motherly state? Huh, did I just call him Dad? Never ! I have no father..Such an heartless man is not worthy to be called a father.
Mom told me it was her fault anyway.
She did what teenage girls do.
Because he was swimming in money, she clinged around him then later fell in love with him but she fell in love with his money first.
She did everything to make him believe that she loves him to the moon.
When she found out that she was pregnant for him, she called his numbers and told him she had a baby in her womb for him.. He hung up the call, she tried to call him again but his phone was turned off.
When she tried visiting him, she was told that he and his families already travelled to Italy and they aren't gonna return anytime soon but they never returned.
That was how I came into existence, a rich girl with no father.
"It's wrong mom, it is"
"I just broke the first news to you and you are grumbling. What if I say the other one? " Mom said.
What?
"And what is it? "
"I registered you at Wearous High School" My mom proclaimed.
I was shocked..
Why Mom?
"You'll be resuming tomorrow, I've got you the uniforms and everything you would need to look like a student of Wearous school"
"WHS is meant for wealthy students from wealthy homes" I told her
"You are rich girl remember?" My Mom said.
I scoffed, Yeah a poor rich girl.
She calls me a rich girl because I have a wealthy father who is absolutely anonymous to me.
"Aren't you the one always telling me to be myself and never to emulate what other people do? " I asked adamantly.
"Listen Audrey, I know the school is well-popular for being prosperous and filled with wealthy students. Don't make it uneasy for us, if it is about the money...you don't need to worry about it b'cos I've gotten you an after school Job, it's not too far from Wearous High School"
"Oh Mom, you are doing so many things without my consent" I sniveled then intentionally fell flat on a couch.- It was... comfortable.
"I know you don't want it, that's why I did all these things without informing you first" My Mom said.
"And what if..?" I paused "What if I reject it all, I mean I refuse to go to WHS, I refuse to take a part-time job or even refuse to stay in this house and it Environment" I said and saw a rising unhappy-and-angry look on her face.
"You won't want to make me sad right? " Mom said already looking despondent.
"I love you mom, sincerely I do. I don't want you to spend or go through too much" I briefly explained.
"But I'm not complaining "
"Ok fine! I'll do what you want, I'll act like I'm one of the rich girls from a rich home when I get to thw school" I said sarcastically and mom heaved a sigh of relief 'cos the long argument as finally come to an end.
"Where is the kitchen, I'll go make dinner" I said then stood up.
Making Mom happy is what I want the most and nothing more.
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