I arrived home late that night. I stormed out of the car angrily and was heading to my room but was stop by Millie and Khloe.
“Someone is looking gorgeous tonight.” Millie complimented blocking my way. “How was it with Mavis? Was it hot? Does he have hair in his chest? How was his body? Judging from his body build, I know it was so hot that you could even say a word.”
“What the hell are you saying?”
“You know what I’m saying girl. Tell me how it was?”
“Millie don’t get your hopes high, we did nothing.” I said making ways to leave.
“What! why?” Millie said standing on my way again.
“I’m absolutely not in the mood to talk right now. Do leave my way.”
“What’s wrong? You’re supposed to be cheerful.”
“Cheerful for what exactly? For…..”
“For your victory.” Khloe cut in.
“What victory do you mean?”
“Are you seriously asking me that?” Khloe asked looking at me confusedly. “Are you alright?”
“Look who’s finally back.” A voice from behind said. It was Khloe.