...There was a moment of silence between us. After a while I broke it, "Okay, so Mr.Crazy, what makes you think that if you break up with Chiamaka, I'll date you?"

"You feel the same way about me", he said inching closer.

"What?" I asked my heart rate accelerating. 

"Don't you?" He asked. My breathing increased. His face was now less than an inch from mine. 

He tilted my head up a bit and I drew in a breath knowing what was coming.

Before I could properly process my next line of action, he crashed his lips against mine. 

I shut my eyes at the feel of his lips against mine. I tried to steady my breath as my heart raced in my chest. I felt the urge to kiss back, and somehow, it felt right at that point...

****

When Chiamaka became friends with Alya, the last thing she expected was for her boyfriend, Ifeanyi, to rekindle the suppressed feelings he once had for her new best friend.

Alya, a pessimist in the making, who lacks interest in a majority of things happening around her never expected her last year in highschool to be any different from the rest of her years in school. In simple words, she expected NOTHING to happen. But life doesn't always work out as planned as she has to deal with a terrible slip of a long time secret, a crazy best friend and a crush she's not so sure of coupled with a sudden uninvited guest. Could she have been wrong to imagine her final year in highschool passing JUST LIKE THAT.

One Rocky Term

After taking a second look and double checking to make sure there wasn't anyone who could either be a witness or a hinderance to the next action she was about to take, she stepped closer to the wardrobe on the side of the room with the most depressing color- a dull shade of green. 


Inching closer while still making sure she wouldn't have a surprise guest, she neared the wardrobe with extreme caution while trying her best to get her work done knowing that if Alya or anyone else were to somehow walk into the room at the moment, it would be the end for her. 


Finally in front of the mahogany wardrobe, she pulled it open silently thanking her stars that it didn't make much of a creak as she thought it would. 


Within seconds, she had the lilac box with the name tag Alya Chizitaram on the floor. She went through the bags looking for anything but nothing in particular. 


Sticky situations