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 SILVER HORSE
CHAPTER ONE(1)-Cassandra and I
The journey of a thousand mile begins with a step. Each step of
faith begat new hope, but only the right step yield a positive fruit.
The story of Cassandra and I started on 18th of November, 2005.

"Good morning Cassandra, It's sunrise already, rise from bed the
family have a surprise for you." Nanny Beatrice said.

18th of November is Cassandra's birthday day. She is the last child of

three(3). She is the apple of the family's eyes. The most beautiful of
all.

Cassandra is humble and strong. She respects even a child that is a

second older than her. Cassandra is lovely that even at her young age,
she already has proposers. How then did I met her.

Cassandra and her family went to the park in the evening to round up
the celebration for the day. She wore one of her best colourful gowns.
She is every parents prayer and every man's hope.

I was at the park on that very day with my family and family friends
as well. I was just 10 but that day was not my birthday. My family and
I visit the park whenever my parents are on leave or vacation. That
day was one of the day but it turned out to be a bad day for me.

Oh! I almost forgot. As a result of my dad's promotion as the new

branch manager at his work, we needed to relocate from our former
house to another one which is closer to my dad's new office and to my
mum's shop. We'd just spent two weeks which means I was a stranger.

I've never met Cassandra before, not until that day.

My younger sister threw a fancy ball at me unnoticed. I ran after her

to retaliate. Running after her became fun to us and we continued the
game. We were so engrossed with the game that we noticed no one
watching us.

My sister ran towards Cassandra but I noticed not, I threw the ball
but it missed and hit Cassandra's pretty face. I felt bad. I walked up
to her to apologize but her siblings yanked me off. Even her elder
brother hit me really hard that it broke my skin. Cassandra's Parents

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then told him to leave me alone and warned me to be watchful, but the
elder brother was scolded.

The look on Cassandra's face projected hatred which made me returned

to my parents unhappy. My younger sister felt bad as well but I told
her to forget it. It wasn't her fault but mine.

On getting to my family, my mother almost screamed when she saw my

face...... .

No gift is as special as having a loving mother and a caring father.

On getting to my parents, my mother almost screamed when she saw my
face. My Father asked,"Peter, what went wrong? Did f you fall down or
engaged in a fight". All I could say was, "never mind, it's just a
scratch. I fell from the seesaw". My sister wanted to talk but I
winked at her to stop. Hmm! I will always remember that day.

21st of November, 2005 was a school day. I was already in the

certificate class(pry 6). I needed to change my school due to the
change in environment. My parents went with me to my new school to
register my sister and I who was in primary 1 then. All will be well,
I said to myself.

The headmaster of the school took me to my new class after my

parents had left and after taken my sister to hers. The headmaster
introduced me to the class but the class teacher wanted to object
saying she knows not if I can cope with the class because it's a
certificate class. She must test my ability as a dumb child can't be
allowed in the class. The headmaster gave her a go ahead wave and
stepped aside. The class teacher wrote a mathematical question on the
board which the class has been battling with but haven't found
solution. The pupils were already laughing at me thinking I won't be
able to answer the question. But they know not that mathematics is my
life and my love. I picked the chalk, went straight to the board and
provided answer to the question. The class teacher was alarmed that
she whispered 'wow' to my ears and said, 'welcome on board buddy'. The
headmaster was impressed and the class welcomed me with an applause...
I think I'll love to stay.

During lunch, I went to the tuck-shop to get some snacks with the
money my parents gave me. I then went to my sister's class to check on
her. I was relieved when I saw that she already made friends with the

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teacher and the class. I then went back to my class to flip through my
note while others decided to run around. This I do all times, I play
less, read more. Take note, I do not have a boring life. I watch
movies and play games. I only do not like running around because I
cherish my skin and I do not want my parents to be worried about me.

I was so engrossed with what I was reading that I didn't even

noticed anyone entering into the class. I felt a familiar hand on my
back and on turning back to look at the owner of the hand, alas it
was.......

A friendly smile is said to brightens ones path than even the

brightest light. I was so engrossed with what I was reading that I
didn't even noticed anyone entering the class. I felt a familiar hand
on my back and on turning back to look at the owner of the hand, I was
taken aback on seeing Cassandra's elder brother, the one who hit me on
the face, standing behind me and smiling at me. He then said, 'hello
classmate,sorry for what happened on Friday. Cassandra told me how it
all did happen and told me to apologize to you because it is not your
fault. I actually felt stupid after what I did because I gave it no
second thought. I'm deeply sorry mate. I hope that won't stop us from
being buddies?" I was just sitting there, looking at him, couldn't
think of what to say. What came out from my mouth was, "no qualms
brother".

You are Peter right? You can call me Johnson,said Cassandra's elder
brother. Alright Johnson, I replied. That was the beginning of our
friendship.

Johnson told me he had issues with calculation and that he'd need my
assistance on that, I obliged. After lunch that day, Johnson and I sat
together and he promised to always sit and stand beside me anywhere he
sees me. We parted after school hours that day bidding each other
goodbye. I went to pick my sister from her class then went to wait for
mum's apprentice at the school gate. The day was cool.

All this while, the thought of Cassandra didn't cross my mind. I then
felt bad that I didn't even ask after Johnson's sister and send my
regards to her. I promised to do so the following day. On our way home,
Opeyemi(my younger sister) asked me how my day was. I said we'll
discuss that after dinner.

It is our tradition in my family to discuss the happenings during the

day after dinner. The youngest in the house starts first and my father
will always cap it with events at his factory. Mum is just the best

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story teller. She will narrate everything,touch every aspect that you
won't miss a thing without you being there. Such a sweet mother. My
sister took after her anyways.

I narrated how my day was spent after my sister has done hers. We all
laughed as each member of the house narrated theirs. My dad then
capped it up with word of advice and encouragement. We said the night
prayer and dispersed to our rooms. Such a day!

The following morning, I woke up early as usual. Father prayed for the
family. Mother prepared the dishes and I get my sister and myself
ready for school. Everyone leaves the house together. It's another
tradition. What a funny family! My sister and I was the first pupils
to get to school after the headmaster and my class teacher. They were
surprised to see us coming to school that early. The headmaster
encouraged my sister and I to keep it up. I went to my classroom and
my sister to hers. I submitted my assignment and picked my novel to
read. Reading is my hobby anyways as it keeps me busy rather than
being idle. My class teacher liked me for that attitude and cajoled me
to keep it up.

Johnson arrived shortly after. We greeted as he joined me to read. I

quickly asked after his sister.

"Johnson, what about your sister? Is she well?"

"Oh! You must be asking after Cassandra right? Of course she is well.
I told her about us and she promised to come say hello today. Good
luck with her."

What he meant by saying good luck with her wasn't clear but I
discarded the thought since I could provide no meaning to it.

At 7:45am the morning assembly bell rang and the students gathered at
the assembly ground for morning devotion which was the tradition of
the school. Johnson and I joined the line. We sang and danced as
Cassandra the chapel prefect led the songs. She had a sonorous voice.
Her long hair dancing in the air has she moved her body. She is a good
dancer as well. I was moved by her voice and her dancing steps that I
went to the boy playing the drums, I collected the drum sticks because
the boy was not playing it to my taste and I played the drums instead.
I'm a pretty good drummer you know. Johnson was surprised and happy.
He also took over the piano. The school was happy as they all danced
beautifully to the rhythm of the music. The morning was fun. Sincerely,
Cassandra's smile motivated me. She was so beautiful and good.

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Everyone returned to their classes after the headmaster's morning talk.
Johnson, Cassandra and I were instructed to lead the assembly from
thence forth. The headmaster told us to form a school choir for he had
plan for us. My class teacher tapped me on the back and said, 'well
done my boy'.

Cassandra was in primary 5. Her classroom was not far from my ours.
During lunch, she came to call Johnson and I as we all went to the
tuck-shop to get something to eat. Cassandra payed for my snacks to
appreciate my support that morning. Johnson excused himself saying he
was going to practice more on the topic I thought him in the morning.
Cassandra and I was then left alone sitting opposite to each other
looking for something to say.

I'm sorry for the other day, we both chorused. (smiles), you go first
I said. No, you say something, she replied. I told her I had nothing
to say than, "hope we are friends now". She was about to talk when my
sister interrupted the conversation... Oh! Where is this going???

The green grass may be irrelevant among beautiful flowers but it's
importance can not be underrated. I couldn't tell if Cassandra was the
green grass or one of the beautiful flowers.

After my sister had left us, I asked Cassandra to give answer to

the question I asked earlier. She said, "Peter, what else can stop us
from being friends. You are part of me now".

Alright then, I said. The lunch time was over. We both returned to
our classrooms. Johnson asked me what we discussed. I said, 'nothing
than assurance of friendship'. Johnson then gave me a question he was
trying to solve and I put him through. The class activity continued as
usual but the thought of Cassandra never left my mind.

Note: I wasn't crushing on her. (smiles). How can a small boy of 10

knows the definition of crush?

With my intellect and gifts, I was loved by both teachers and

pupils. Day by day the bond between Johnson, Cassandra and I grew
stronger and tougher that people found it difficult to know what runs
between us. My sister wasn't left out. Cassandra and my sister spent
more time together doing girls stuffs during free periods. She helped
her with her assignment and other stuffs. The four of us rehearsed
together before other students started to join the team. My sister and
I became a family friend to Cassandra's family and they were same to
my family.

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 Everyday I say to myself, 'will things be like this forever?'

Girls are always around me telling me to teach them on thing or the

other. Some like to listen to my stories, some love to watch me
playing the drums. Cassandra as well was fond of me and she get mad
unnecessarily whenever those girls are around. Don't even know why she
does that. Anytime I complain to Johnson, all he does was to laugh and
said, 'that's how girls behave'. Why? He won't answer that. He would
rather say, that's your business buddy, not mine. Those were the dark
days though.

After exams that term, the two families decided we go to the beach
together to compensate our good performance in school. I came first,
Johnson came second, Cassandra and my sister were first in their
classes. That was the first time Johnson would have such good result
and everyone said since he had befriended me his reading attitude
changed for the better. All I said was, all thanks to God.

At the Beach, the four of us played around, we actually enjoyed the

moment. Cassandra's eldest sister couldn't join us, she was with the
women preparing sandwich for the two families. The men were discussing
business, politics and football. That day was a day could never forget.

I watched Cassandra as she ran on the sand with her wonderful hair
flying behind her. The way the water splashed on her and her smile
turned on a switch in me. I didn't understand what was running through
my mind. Suddenly the three of them dragged me into the water.
Cassandra winked at me and whispered to my ears, 'hey handsome, come
join me in the water'. While in the water, Cassandra threw herself at
me and whispered some words to my ears but I couldn't hear her. I
wanted to ask her what she said but she had left for the tent. What
could she had muttered????? I wondered....

Cassandra, meaning shinning upon men. A lady with passion to lead,

apt to love, one who knows and get what she wants anytime she desires
it. A name after a Trojan prophetess known as the unheeded prophetess.
A lady of might and exceedingly great beauty. The desire of every men.
An epitome of beauty. What happened? How did it become this?

I am Peter, meaning Cephas, meaning rock. A name after An apostle

of our Lord Jesus. A man with passion to lead, to work and to love. A
man of hope and of great intellect. Full of wisdom.

The story of the bond between Cassandra and I started when I was
ten(10)and she was eight( 8)years of age. I had known the definition
of love since I was five(5). What begat that is best known to me. A

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lot has happened, memories of which I forever want to eliminate. Life
was hell before I met Cassandra at the age of ten. My parents knew
nothing about the assaults some useless being exposed me to and the
threat that I mustn't tell anyone. I kept all to myself. I pray
everyday that God should give my parents the ability to read my
thoughts so I could communicate with them without uttering a word.
Instead, they were busy with work. These assaults corrupted my mind
and made me know what a boy of my age shouldn't have known. What a
pity!

I trained my mind to control my body and limit my attitudes to my

age. I spent all my life reading with little portion of it playing.

Cassandra's family and Johnson my best buddy were the best thing
that has ever happened to me. Now that I am twenty-three(23), I needed
to flash back a little and remember my happiness with Cassandra's
family. Whatever feelings you see in this story is real. Whatever
words you read is a living word from my past. It is a memory I never
want to discard.

I ask myself every morning, why did it end like that.

* * * * * *

Cassandra threw herself at me in the water and whispered some words

which I heard not. I wanted to ask her what she had said but she's
already left for the tent. I came out of the water and joined the
families in the tent where we all celebrated the moment. By then I had
forgotten that I wanted to ask Cassandra to repeat what she said the
other time. That was my bad anyways.

After activities that day,we bade one another goodbye as we all

returned to our homes. When my family and I got home, we said the
night prayer and went to bed. On 25th of December, my family and I
traveled to my home town to celebrate with my paternal grandparents. I
didn't miss Johnson and Cassandra that much because we communicated
each day. After Christmas and New Year's celebration, we returned home
and started preparation for resumption. Johnson and Cassandra payed us
a visit that same day and the four friends planned on how to
breakthrough the activities of the term we were about to begin. All
was set as we resumed on 9th of January, 2006.

Before Cassandra and Johnson left my house the other day she said,
'Peter, hope you haven't forgotten what I told you at the beach?' I
was stunned, couldn't utter a word. I wanted to ask what but I held
back and said, 'why would I? That would be stupid of me. '

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 The question remains, what did she say????

Imagine a rock that has its root deep in the earth and a monster cloud
so powerful and heavy that it moves every things on earth. I say to
you, that cloud will have no effect on the rock whose root is deep in
the earth. The friendship bond between Cassandra, Johnson and I, can
it stand the test of time?

The school re-opened on 9th of January, 2006.Johnson and I started to

prepare for the entrance exam by visiting the school library and
spending extra hours in school after normal school activities to
answer some questions from the text book the headmaster advised our
parents to get for us as we prepare ourselves for exam. My mum's
apprentice was then responsible for picking my sister up after school
hours as I would be busy from thence. Cassandra on the other hand
became our school mother. While Johnson and I studied at the library,
she gets us snacks and also read her books.

Things were like that up to the very day we wrote the exam and when
the result came out Johnson and I topped other students and we were
admitted to the same high school. Also, Cassandra joined us after an
academic year. She was very good.

At high school, the three of us didn't relent. We studied day and

night. That made us the best in the school. Cassandra was every guy's
crush and every parents prayer. Her beauty grew day by day. Her
smartness was matchless. I was proud of her. She spent all her leisure
time with Johnson and I. She was very fond of us. I used to say to
myself, 'I'm lucky to be close to her'.

Things went on that way for sometimes until things between

Cassandra and I started to take a new dimension. In 2009, a new
student was admitted and was brought to my class. I was already in SS1
by then and Cassandra in JSS3. The new student's name was Stella, a
Calabar girl. She was beautiful as well but not as Cassandra. Guys in
the classroom talked about her but I didn't look at her side. Whenever
Johnson wants to talk about her, I shunned him off. I really have no
business with any girl I used to say. Academics is all I'm concerned
about.

The news of the new girl and the attention guys were given her got
to Cassandra. She asked Johnson about my view of Stella, Johnson said,
'all I know is that Peter has nothing to do with that girl but the
girl is actually flirting around him. But I believe, if only Peter is
not a normal guy, that he wouldn't fall for her. She is seductive.'

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Cassandra offered no statement in return but left his brother with a
frowned face.

The next day at school, Cassandra walked up to me and drop an

envelope on my lap while I was studying with Johnson in the library. I
opened the envelope and I saw a piece of paper with a sentence on it
and it read thus..............

Most times expectation hurts. Most times hope disappoints. The

annoying part is that one can't survive without them. How then will we
solve the puzzle of life?

Cassandra walked up to me the following day. She came to our usual

spot in the library. She dropped an envelope on my lap and whispered
to my ears, 'we need to talk. See me after you've seen what is
inside.' I opened the envelope and saw a piece of paper. I opened the
wrapped paper,only a sentence was written on it. It said 'THE SILVER
HORSE'. I was alarmed that I showed no one, not even Johnson sited
close to me. I left the library to find Cassandra, instead she found
me. I asked her what she meant by that weird letter, she said, 'Peter,
we need to talk. Come to my house around 12pm this Saturday. I have
some things to show you and a lot to we need to talk about. You need
to know about the silver horse. ' She left immediately after the
conversation giving me no room for further questioning.

I asked myself, "Peter, what have you dragged yourself into?"

I went back to the library, Cassandra was already there. She sat on
the chair between Johnson and I. She smiled and winked at me the
moment she saw me. I looked at her with puzzlement because I couldn't
understand her anymore. When I got to my seat, she offered me
chocolate, that's my favorite. I collected it telling myself to man-up.
I'll surely see the end of the game.

After school hours, Stella approached me for the first time asking me
if I'll be free on Saturday to explain some stuffs for her. She
pleaded that I should come to her house on Saturday by 11am and that
it won't take more than an hour. I told her I had something else to do
but she was so adamant that I didn't even know when I said 'alright
I've heard you.' She left immediately after and I regretted saying
that.

Now, I'm in trouble, I said to myself.

How then will I go about this?

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Disappointment is sharper than a blazing knife that it can cut even
the toughest bond between buddies. That has always been my philosophy.
The appointment I had with Cassandra and Stella on Saturday kept me
thinking. I told myself, 'I'll quickly round up with Stella before
11:45am and head to Cassandra's residence, at least I should be able
to get to her house before 12pm.' I hope I'm right.

Before I left school on Friday, Stella walked up to remind me of our

meeting the next day. I nodded to assure her I didn't forget. The
moment she left I saw Cassandra walking towards me. I saw the
curiosity in her that she wanted to know what was on between Stella
and I and without her asking, I told her, 'she only needed help with
departmental account.' She then reminded me of our meeting the next
day as well and left for home.

On Saturday morning, I woke up early to attend to my chores and before

10:30am I was done with all. I wore a shirt and a pant trouser with my
snickers on. I carried my bag and bade my family goodbye, I told them
I was heading to Cassandra's house. I got to Stella's house at exactly
11am. I knocked the door, she came out and ushered me in. I told her I
had little time and she said no problem. She was the only one at home.
I asked after her family, she told me they are out and won't be back
until 4pm. That's none of my concern anyways, I thought to myself.

Stella's attire that morning was tempting. She wore a pink skimpy and
armless gown exposing her treasures. You know what I meant by that
right? She also wore a perfume that could easily turn any guy on.
Stella had a matured body which was beyond her age,jus like Cassandra.
She was blessed with long and dark hair, pink lips, pointed nose, well
shaped eyes and a tiny voice. Damn, she was beautiful. Stella's touch
on me that morning was if I was being electrocuted. I could feel the
current flow through my veins making me want to embarrass myself but
the thought of Cassandra and the silver horse brought me back to my
senses.

Stella, let's get to work was what came out from my mouth. She took
me to her room and to her study corner. I helped her solve some
questions and explained all she needed to know but I sensed her
attention was not on the book but on something else. What then could
that be?

I payed not attention to her actions but focused on what I was meant
to accomplished. I checked my time and it was 11:30am. I told her I
would be leaving since I've finished my work with her. I stood from
the chair and headed for the door. She dragged me back and threw me on

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her bed...

What's going to happen afterwards????????

Ability to do is inborn. Wisdom to survive is part of everyman. Life

seems difficult because few humans discover that ability and wisdom.
Tell me darling, how can man then survive the ordeal of life without
those two.

It was 11:30am already and I was still on Stella's bed. I wasn't

surprised since I read her mind already and such ambush wasn't new to
me. Stella was wise and strong, fighting my way through would've been
disastrous. To succumb would've made me like every other guy, I meant
cheap for sex. All I could do was to play along with her and then beat
her at her own game.

How then did I went about that.

When I entered Stella's house that very day and saw the way she
dressed and at the same time the only one in the house. I knew what
was coming. I'm not an impotent but even if I want to do anything of
such, not at that moment since it might be a trap and I know the two
ladies were competing to own me. I quickly scanned the house looking
for a way of escape the moment things begin to change color.

Stella opened the freezer to get me a drink when I entered the house.
She brought out a bottle of Pepsi which I turned down before we headed
for her room. I discovered there was no maltina in the freezer then I
smiled within me as I got a trick to play on her.

Stella thought she had overpowered me when I told her I was expecting
that and thank goodness she wanted it as well. I unbuttoned my shirt
and moved her from on top of me. I said, 'Stella, before we start this,
I'll need a soft drink so I can satisfy you. Precisely I need a
maltina.' She said maltina was not in the freezer. I said I'll give
her money to get it for me from those selling it. She collected the
money from me without hesitation and ran out to get the stuff leaving
the door open. I took my shirt and my bag the moment she left and I
stormed out of the house. It was 11:45am already. What an escape, I
told myself.

I didn't reach Cassandra's house at exactly 12pm, I was a little late.

I knocked the door of the house and no one answered but the door was
left opened. I went in since they were a family friend and I do stay
in their house when no one was in. I called on Johnson and Cassandra
but there was no response. I wondered where the family had gone to.

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I saw a note on the centre table in the living room with Cassandra's
handwriting stating, 'go to my room and wait for me'. Could she be in
her room and refused to respond while I called? What's she up to as
well??

When I entered Cassandra's room, I met no one. I picked one of her

school note which she left on the bed to read through while I waited
for her. As I was about opening the note a piece of paper fell down, I
picked it up and it was written upon it, 'do you really want to know
about the silver horse? Then close your eyes.'

This is childish I said to myself. What's really going on? Do I really

have time for this?? I better leave because I have so much to read
already. I rose from the bed and was about to take my leave when
Cassandra entered into the room and asked, "where do you think you are
going?'

This is huge...

Peter, where do you think you are going? Asked Cassandra. I smiled and
relied, 'nowhere'.

Hmm! Cassandra and her surprises. She looked more beautiful. She has
always been the most beautiful but that day she was more elegant. She
had braided her hair and wore a silver gown. She applied little make-
up on her face and wore her ever gorgeous smile. She was not exposing
her treasures like Stella. Then, I knew all we were going to do was to
talk. I liked Cassandra sincerely but I can't make myself love her.
Reasons are best known to me alone.

Cassandra sat beside me on the bed, she slipped her hand into the
pillow and brought out her diary. The diary was given to her as a gift
from her mother. She opened the diary and told me to read the first
sentence on the first page. It was stated, "THE SILVER HORSE". I asked
her what the three words sentence meant. Instead she climbed on the
bed, knelt behind me, massaged my shoulder and hugged me from the back.
She told me to open to the next page and read further.

I did as she told me. I opened the diary to the next page but didn't
read. I told her, "Cassandra, if there is anything you want to tell me,
I want to hear it from you and not from the book. We've been friends
for years, can't you tell me anything? Just tell me what you meant by
silver horse."

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Cassandra smiled and said, "I've never met a guy as smart as you Peter.
I shouldn't be the one to voice out first but I'm afraid if I don't I
might lose you. The Silver horse became real to me the very first time
I saw you. The ball hit me that day not because I didn't see it coming
but I couldn't move a muscle. It was as if you cast a spell on me.

Though I was very young then but still I know what I saw and felt.
Here, look at what I wrote on my diary when I got home that day. 'I
met a silver boy today at the park. I was so into him that I noticed
no other thing around me. He must really be a special boy and a young
man of great intellect. I wish to see him again and apologize for what
Johnson did to him. It wasn't his fault. I'm sorry silver boy.' I
called you silver boy because you are special,pure and celestial.

Horses on the other hand make journey easier and faster in the ancient
days. I called you my silver horse at the beach because you make my
life precious and simpler. You are a blessing to my family. A life
changer. You helped my brother, put smiles on my sister's face, and
make me know the meaning of love. You are the best. You are really my
silver horse but I'm afraid I might lose you to someone else. What
then will become of me? Start all over???"

I rose from the mattress without uttering a word. I was confused but
not sad. I doubted if she was actually describing me. I told her,
Cassandra, you are wrong. I'm not the Peter you think I am. I am
different. I'll tell you little of my real self....

I'm a villain and not an angel. Reasons for that, I'll tell you after
school hours on Monday. I need to leave now"

The morning was cold. The sun rose early. Every other activities in
the home went as usual. As I was preparing to go to school, a thought
kept ringing in my heart and my mind ceasing not to ask the same
question over and over again, "what will I tell Cassandra today?"

I got to school gate at exactly 7:15am. I was about walking through

when Stella crossed my path. "Peter, you thought you've played smart
right. Just wait and see." After she had made the statement she left
with no response from me. I said to myself, 'that was just an empty
threat. I did nothing wrong than play smart and beat her at her game.
I have other issues to worry about. Her case is minute.'

I didn't see Cassandra that morning and at lunch not even in the
library at our usual time. I asked after her from Johnson whether she

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was in school or not. Johnson told me they came together that morning
and she must be in her classroom probably busy with something. Johnson
added, "she's not been lively since on Saturday and all she was
muttering was, 'I do not want to lose him. I won't survive without him.
He is precious to me. He is my silver horse. Let it be not that I'll
lose him.' Peter, do you know what's wrong with her or what she's been
up to lately? She refused to tell anyone in the house. I know if you
speak with her, she'll open up to you. Peter knows how to make people
happy don't he? Please, help her as well. She is my sister and I won't
love to see her suffer."

I sighed. I was not even sure if that was a sigh of relief or trouble
or sigh of assurance. I told Johnson, "buddy, I'll try my best. I pray
God help me with her. She like a sister to me too and her joy is my
light. I'll speak with her after school hours. You can head home.
Don't bother to wait for her.

When the break was over, I left the library to my classroom

overwhelmed by the thought of what to tell Cassandra. I passed by her
classroom and peeped through the door. She was there sited with her
head bowed on the table. There was no teacher in her class, it was a
free period for all classes. The three of us spend such period in the
library but that day was different. I walked up to her, tapped her on
the back. She raised her head and saw it was the one whom she's been
longing to see all day. I asked her why she refused to come out, not
even to the library but she uttered not a single word. All she did was
to smile and looking straight and deep into my eyes. I smiled back and
reminded her of our talk after school hours. We would be walking home
together. She nodded and said, 'alright'. At that very moment, I
noticed a change in her mood which reflected on her face as she wore a
bright smile. Damn! She was beautiful. Her dimples was a killer. I

think I'm in love but can I really love her???

The thought of Cassandra engulfed me. I was lost in thought that

I found it difficult to concentrate in Mathematics and Commerce class
that held after the break and the free period. I told myself, 'I must
solve this issue now in order for it not to affect me academically.
Academic comes first.'

The moment the bell rang depicting the end of school activities
for the day, I packed my stuffs but remained on my seat. Johnson
winked at me and said, 'I trust you brother.' He afterwards bade me
goodbye. I was on my seat till everyone left the class and few on the
school premises. I thought Cassandra would come to meet me in class

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but I saw her not. I was confused because she had never done that
before. She used to come to my class once the bell rang to help
Johnson and I pack our books. I asked myself, 'what make Cassandra
becomes this?' I went to look for her in her class, she was already by
the door waiting for me to come pick her up. She said, 'I thought
you'll never come. I'm your mother here teaching you how to be a
responsible man smart boy. Now shall we begin?'

I took Cassandra's right hand and kissed it. She giggled and
jumped on me. After the little love drama we headed towards the school
gate. The conversation that ensued went thus:

Peter: so Cassandra, I heard you've not been lively since on Saturday,

what's up?

Cassandra: Johnson told you that?

Peter: yes, and I'm not sure if I'm the reason for that.

Cassandra: Hmm! Peter the wise, are you really not sure or pretending
not to be sure?

Peter: (smiles) Cassandra the brave and gorgeous, I do not know if I

have any trick left to play on you. I don't know if I can pretend
anymore. I think it's high time I confessed.

My feelings for you didn't start at first sight. Your brilliant

performances and audacity to challenge every situation wisely attracts
me and makes me want to be closer to you always. I really have no bad
side, I only said that on Saturday so I could leave and think
thoroughly before I enter into this. Sincerely, none of those girls
attracts me but you alone. I really do not want to lose you too. I
like you Cassandra. I really do.

Cassandra: Peter the Peter, I knew this day would come. Do you know
what?

Peter: what?

Cassandra: meet me at the park by 8pm today. I wanna show you

something.

Cassandra and I parted with a see you later. I said to myself,

'It is happening. The first of its kind. Will I be able to handle it?
But what's in stock for me tonight?'

Happiness is just for a moment. I mean it is limited in existence.

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I mean it has no long life. Behind every light as well lies darkness. The
only action to take in order not to regret missing an opportunity is to
gainfully utilise that moment of happiness because no one knows what might
happen in a twinkle of an eye.

I was at the playground at exactly 8pm. I looked around for

Cassandra but she found me instead. She held me from behind thanking me
for coming. I replied saying, "if I didn't honour your command, then whose
will I honour?" I wanted to turn around to look at her but she allowed me
not, rather she said, "Peter the wise, before you turn around, I want you
to close your eyes for few seconds and then follow my lead, will you?" As
your lordship pleases my lady, I replied. I closed my eyes and she held my
right hand as she led me to a place she had prepared for what I think you
my reader knew already.

She led me to a place on the playground where she had prepared already
for the night. I do not know with whose help she was able to accomplish
such beautification. She told me to open my eyes and when I did I saw
before me a silver tent. She led me into the tent and when I did entered
what i saw was beyond my imagination and all I could utter was, "Cassandra,
where is this place?" Candles of diverse colours were lit. A silver mat
was laid on the floor and on that mat was placed a fancy tray and in that
tray was a cake creamed with silver icing having the picture of a silver
horse all over it and on it was inscribed MY SILVER HORSE. Beside the cake,
there was a fancy little bucket filled with ice and inside of it was sited
a bottle of red wine. In that fancy tray was also placed to transparent
glass cup. The room was filled with wonderful fruit scents.

Cassandra was standing behind me when I was busy looking all around the
inside of the tent and muttering wow at every wonderful beauties. I then
turned around to ask Cassandra how she was able to achieve all that and
where she got 'em from but what I saw shut my mouth making it as heavy as
stone.

As I turned round to ask question Cassandra, she dropped the

blanket she was using to cover her body and wow, what was under the
blanket caught me off-guard. Cassandra that night was more beautiful than
ever before. She wore a silver, sleeveless and skimpy gown which made her
much hotter than Stella was the other day. She applied little face
beautifier and wore a wine-coloured lipstick. She left her hair loosed but
well kempt leaving 'em to fall on her shoulders. Damn! She was beautiful!

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I was mute, stiff and hot immediately. I was just watching Cassandra as
she gloriously walked up to me and placed a passionate kiss on my lips.
Her breathe reprogrammed my system that I could no longer think of a thing
but succumb totally to her lead. She rolled her tongue around my right
hear and whispered, "Peter the wise, I'm on, you can take me to the ninth
cloud. Let's fly to the garden of love. Let's enjoy the moment. I'm all
yours. I love you darling."

I grabbed her head, looked straight and deep into her eyes and planted a
French kiss on her lips at first then continued with a romantic kiss. She
unbuttoned my shirt and I loosened the rope that held her gown from behind.

The view after gown down drove me crazier than gown on. Cassandra had
nothing under. Her breasts were firm and sexy. I held her tighter than
before. She went for my belt, she unbuckled it letting my trousers fell. I
pulled my play-pant down threw both the play-pant and trouser somewhere in
the tent. I lifted Cassandra from the ground and placed her gently on the
mat. She whispered, "take it Peter, it's all yours." It wasn't my first
time doing it as I've been exposed to sexual assault from age three(3) but
it was the first for Cassandra. I asked her, "Cassandra, are sure you want
to do this?" she replied with a nod. I then passionately took her to the
ninth cloud and I did that to her and my satisfaction. After that was done.
She cut the cake and poured us wine. She asked a question I didn't give
answer to. I mean a question I am still regretting not providing answer to
immediately. Instead went two more rounds with her and we both fell asleep
in each others hands. But when I woke up around 5am, Cassandra was gone.

"The field was white. The breeze was soft. A silver horse ran
towards me. I wore a bright smile. When horse got to me it whispered
just a sentence, 'it is too late Peter the wise,' and then
disappeared." Alas, it was a dream but when I woke up, Cassandra was
gone. I searched everywhere for her I couldn't found her. I closed my
eyes waiting for her to find me instead but she didn't. I went back to
the tent, the tent as well was gone. My clothes were neatly folded and
place beside a burning candle. I picked my clothes up and dressed up.
There came a sudden rush of air and in that air I heard the
voice of Cassandra saying, 'go back to your family Peter and
continue your life. I'll always be there for you.' I could utter
no word because exceedingly great fear enveloped me and froze me
for some minutes. Afterwards I walked slowly back to my home
which on a normal day, I should have run.

I went straight to my room but was unable to sleep.

Countless thoughts ran through my mind, hundreds of questions I
asked myself and millions of answer I was unable to provide. I

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was like that till the morning light. The loud phone rang at
exactly 7:00am, it was Cassandra's dad. He called to inform us
that Cassandra died around 4:00am. I went dead for almost an
hour as estimated by my mum. When I recovered, I ran to
Cassandra's house and straight to her room. I saw her lifeless
body on the bed with her two hands holding her diary closely to
her chest. I called her name several times, I hit her really
hard, I shouted at her telling her not to play tricks on me but
Cassandra never uttered a word. Johnson walked in and knelt
beside me on the floor beside Cassandra. He told me, "Peter,
it's alright. This is meant to happen. We've all prepared for
this. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before now. I thought you guys
must have talked about it."

It was as if Johnson was speaking in Latin. I asked him,

"Johnson, tell me, what exactly killed Cassandra? I was with her
last night but when I woke up around 5:00am she was gone. The
next thing I heard was that she died around 4:00am on her bed
and in her room. How come? Johnson, please, help me wake her up,
there is a question she asked and I need to give her the answer.
Please, Johnson, tell her to rise up. She can't leave me like
this." Johnson said nothing more but handed me a piece of paper.
On that paper was written:

"Sorry Peter the wise. This stubborn lover of yours broke

your rule again. I know you told me not to communicate with you
on paper but what I'm about to tell you is huge. I tried to tell
you but my courage failed me. I love you and I never want to
hurt you. I'd rather tell you on paper because I won't be able
to control myself when I see you breakdown. Please, darling,
bear with me.

It is time for me to go back to where I came from. I'm leaving

the land of the living. That diary is for you alone, in it you
will find answers to your questions. In it I also want you to
answer my question. I really love you Peter the wise. I really
do."

I rose from the floor where I've been kneeling for hours
crying and asking unanswered questions. I look at Cassandra's
carcass on the bed, I moved closer to her, I removed the diary

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from her hands, it was then the hands became lifeless. I kissed
her on the head, wiped my face then left the room. I joined
others in the living room. I consoled Cassandra's parents and
paid my respect to the deceased. I asked after Johnson and I was
told he was outside. I told my parents I'd go leave once I'm
done speaking with Johnson. I saw Johnson in the garden, I
walked up to him and the following conversation ensued:

Peter: hey buddy, how're you doing?

Johnson: I'm good. I'm sorry you were caught off guard. She's
been destined to leave us but I knew not it would be this soon.
I'm missing her already but I know she'll will always be here as
she promised. You must be missing her too right?

Peter: of course buddy. I don't know if I'd be able to survive

without her. The most annoying part is the fact that I didn't
tell her I love her when she asked. I never knew this was coming.
But Johnson, I believe Cassandra will come back for me. I won't
love or touch any other woman until she comes back. Only
Cassandra has the right to own my heart.

Johnson: Peter, just move on. Cassandra ain't coming back. One
last thing buddy. I appreciate you for all you've done for me.
My family will forever be grateful to you.

Peter the wise, my family and I are leaving the country

after Cassandra's burial today and never to return.

Peter: what? Johnson, are you leaving me as well? Come on buddy,

you're telling me I'm going to lose you too?

Johnson: keep calm buddy. I'll surely come back. I'll never
forget our friendship.

I hugged Johnson and we swapped out friendship wristband.

Remember me with this we both chorused. I went back to the house
and bade the family goodbye. Cassandra's eldest sister hugged me
and told me to keep moving and let not Cassandra's death weigh me down.
Cassandra's parents appreciated with gifts but all they did was empty
to me. I returned home devastated and exhausted. I opened Cassandra's
novel and read through. I then wrote it in my feelings for her and how
much I loved her. I wept but it was too late.

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 Later that night, Cassandra appeared in my dream. She apologized
and cajoled me to keep moving and that she will always be there
whenever I call. I wanted to hug her but I couldn't. I told her I
loved her, she replied she loved me too. I woke up with tears as she
disappeared. I told myself, it was too late. I didn't show up at
school that week but continued the week after. I graduated from high
school on 27th of July, 2012.

Happenings after better left untold... Johnson and his family sent a
package from U.K wishing me happy valedictory service.

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 CHAPTER TWO(2)- Stella and I

Life is nothing but a drama stage. We are all characters

mandated to play a certain part. The exact part to play do we really
know?

It was a new day of school and a beautiful Monday morning, the 14th of
September, 2009. A new student was introduced to my class whose name
was Stella. She was brilliant and well behaved. She was an epitome of
beauty as other guys would say. Stella was every guys taste but not
mine. I really couldn't figure out what guys liked about her.

Stella's beauty was not up to that of Cassandra but she was the
second best in school. I was busy reading some stuffs when she was
being introduced by Mrs. Akinkugbe my class teacher. Everyone was
attracted to her beauty but I wasn't and that was clearly because I
was engrossed with my book. Johnson was also caught up in the moment
as her tiny soprano voice makes the body of other guys apart from me
shivers.

What a seductive girl, I concluded.

Mrs. Akinkugbe asked her to go have her seat beside anyone because
the chairs and desks were two in one. Johnson was actually not sitting
beside me that day but behind me which made my seat available to
accommodate another fellow. My seat wasn't the only semi-vacant seat
in class but that girl, I do not know why, chose to sit beside me. I
wasn't disturbed though.

I was still engrossed with what I was reading when she offered me a
handshake and said, "hello". I didn't reply neither did I accept the
offer but instead turned to Johnson and told him, "hey buddy, I got
the solution to that question". She uttered no words after that and I
cared less about her expression, what's my own business?

At lunch, I went to the tuk-shop with Johnson and Cassandra as usual

then headed to the library together. While the three of us were
studying, Stella passed by and muttered, "too pompous". I did as if I
heard nothing but Johnson tapped my feet and said, "well done bro, you
got this one". I looked at Cassandra but she was busy with her book.
What a relief!

After break that day, my class teacher called Stella and I to her
office and ordered me to take the new student round the school and
show to her the important places (that was part of my duty as the
class captain). I looked at Stella in the eyes and nodded alright

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madam.

I went back to Cassandra and Johnson and told them I needed to

carry out my duty once again with the new girl. Cassandra asked, 'what
new girl?' Johnson answered instead and said, 'Her name is Stella, she
is a beauty to behold but I do not think my brother here has her
time.' I could notice the change in Cassandra's mood but I care less
since we share no intimacy then than being friends only.

I left them afterwards and joined Stella at the entrance to the

library. We both embark on the school tour. For about 30mins we both
said nothing to each other than to walk. I only open my mouth when I
point at any building or object just to tell her the name and what was
being done there. I showed her the principal's office, vice
principal's office, the tuk-shop and many. After the tour we parted
without a goodbye. I really do not know why I was acting like that.

Stella's records academically were awesome. She had won three

different scholarships before coming to my school while I've only won
one. Stella's zeal to study could be matched with that of Cassandra
and that made me considered making her my friend. Johnson even
suggested we make I join the pack but I went against that.
Nevertheless, I desired to learn new things from her.

The next day, Mr. Lawrence, my mathematics, teacher called me

to his office and told me to revise a topic with the class and that he
wouldn't be around. He was going on an assignment (that was usual as
well. I do take the class whenever any teacher is not around). When I
got back to my class I delivered the information and as usual they
brought out their notes and questions they have been battling with.
Luckily for me, I was able to provide answers to all (I have a secret
to that anyways, not that I was that brilliant). Stella was
flabbergasted but kept cool. Like I really do care.

Later that day, I thought I was all alone because I told Johnson and
Cassandra to leave before me as I have some stuffs to round up before
I could leave until I felt a touch on my shoulder and when I turned to
look at the owner of the hand it was Stella.

"Stella!" I yelled, "what are you doing here?"

"Ssshh! I needed to speak with you" she replied.

Peter: Stella! What are you doing here?

Stella: Ssshh! I needed to speak with you and.....

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Peter: speak with me on what? (I retorted)

Stella: calm down Mr. Peter, are you this defensive or you have
something else in mind? You can tell me, we can both commit the crime
together.

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me at our usual spot in the library. She dropped an envelope on my lap
and whispered to my ears, 'we need to talk. See me after you've seen
what is inside.' I opened the envelope and saw a piece of paper. I
opened the wrapped paper,only a sentence was written on it. It said
'THE SILVER HORSE'. I was alarmed that I showed no one, not even
Johnson sited close to me. I left the library to find Cassandra,
instead she found me. I asked her what she meant by that weird letter,
she said, 'Peter, we need to talk. Come to my house around 12pm this
Saturday. I have some things to show you and a lot to we need to talk
about. You need to know about the silver horse. ' She left immediately
after the conversation giving me no room for further questioning.

After school hours, Stella approached me asking me if I'll be

free on Saturday to explain some stuffs for her. She pleaded that I
should come to her house on Saturday by 11am and that it won't take
more than an hour. I told her I had something else to do but she was
so adamant that I didn't even know when I said 'alright I've heard
you.' She left immediately and I regretted saying that.

Now, I'm in trouble, I said to myself.

I then concluded that 'I'll quickly round up with Stella before

11:45am and head to Cassandra's residence, at least I should be able
to get to her house before 12pm.' I hope I'm right.

Before I left school on Friday, Stella walked up to remind me of our

meeting the next day. I nodded to assure her I didn't forget. The
moment she left I saw Cassandra walking towards me. I saw the
curiosity in her that she wanted to know what was on between Stella
and I and without her asking, I told her, 'she only needed help with
departmental account.' She then reminded me of our meeting the next
day as well and left for home.

On Saturday morning, I woke up early to attend to my chores and before

10:30am I was done with all. I wore a shirt and a pant trouser with my
snickers on. I carried my bag and bade my family goodbye, I told them
I was heading to Cassandra's house. I got to Stella's house at exactly
11am. I knocked the door, she came out and ushered me in. I told her I
had little time and she said no problem. She was the only one at home.
I asked after her family, she told me they are out and won't be back
until 4pm. That's none of my concern anyways, I thought to myself.

Stella's attire that morning was tempting. She wore a pink skimpy and
armless gown exposing her treasures. You know what I meant by that
right? She also wore a perfume that could easily turn any guy on.

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Stella had a matured body which was beyond her age,jus like Cassandra.
She was blessed with long and dark hair, pink lips, pointed nose, well
shaped eyes and a tiny voice. Damn, she was beautiful. Stella's touch
on me that morning was if I was being electrocuted. I could feel the
current flow through my veins making me want to embarrass myself but
the thought of Cassandra and the silver horse brought me back to my
senses.

Stella, let's get to work was what came out from my mouth. She took
me to her room and to her study corner. I helped her solve some
questions and explained all she needed to know but I sensed her
attention was not on the book but on something else. What then could
that be?

I payed not attention to her actions but focused on what I was meant
to accomplished. I checked my time and it was 11:30am. I told her I
would be leaving since I've finished my work with her. I stood from
the chair and headed for the door. She dragged me back and threw me on
her bed...

And happenings after had been recorded in chapter 1 episode 10.

The weekend seemed to be long but finally it was over. The Monday
morning was cool as it came with fresh air. I almost woke up late but
was rescued by my alarm clock. I did the money chores as usual and
headed to school. I met Stella by the school gate but instead of
frowning at what I did on Saturday, she smiled instead and told me,
"Pretty boy, you thought you've played smart right? Let's wait and
see." I said to myself, "why is this girl so much into me? Is she a
witch?"

When I got to the class, her bag was already on my usual seat. I
turned to look for Johnson to ask him why he refused to sit beside me
but Johnson wasn't in class. I saw Johnson talking with Bimpe another
class member. I wanted to walk up to him to ask him why, but Stella
stopped me and said, "bother not yourself. I asked for permission from
Johnson to sit beside you today because I need you and he obliged. So,
pretty boy, we are sit mates today." Johnson saw me afterwards and
also told me same thing (phew! Just glad Cassandra wasn't there). I
told Johnson, "buddy, mention this not to Cassandra. I no want trouble
o.

After assembly that morning, ss1 class went to the computer room
because that was our first subject. The teacher paired us. Johnson and
I weren't paired together. Instead I was paired with Stella, and

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Johnson with Bimpe. The teacher told us to open Microsoft word, he
told us to type a sentence with different fonts and fonts sizes. The
teacher told us to work with our partners as a team.

Stella chose to type the sentence and I will handle the font stuffs. I
told her to go ahead. She the typed, "I love you Peter and I'll always
do."

"What?! Stella what is this? Will you delete it and type something
moral?!" She smiled and backspaced the sentence then changed it to 'I
KNOW I WILL HAVE WHAT I DESIRE'. I smirked and told her she would be
wasting her time. We ended the activity that morning and the teacher
graded us all. I wasn't relieved yet because that witch would still be
sitting beside me in class.

When we got to class Stella banged the table and called for attention.
She then told the whole class saying, "Hello everyone, this is to
bring to your notice that the class captain and I are now together.
Let no lady eye him because I'm now his class girlfriend." I was
confused and scared. Johnson winked at me but before I could say
anything. The other teacher was already in class.

What an hell!

The story changed the moment the lunch bell ranged. Happenings after
were recorded in chapter one from episode 12-15.

After Cassandra was gone. What then went on between Stella and I?

Cassandra's death stroke a great blow. Johnson's departure broke

my spirit. I felt like I was all alone in the world. I resumed at
school a week after the incident looking pitiful. My classmates
carried on my duty, they did as much as they could buying me some time
to deal with my broken heart. Stella my class girlfriend was always up
and doing. She took my place as the acting class captain while I just
sat in class all day reading little but soliloquizing more.

I was summoned by the counselor of the school one afternoon. She sat
me down in her office and brought out my records so far academically.
She told to me, "Peter, it is my duty as your mother in school to
revive you so that your future won't be shattered. You have been the
favorite of every staff, both the teaching and non-teaching. Your
performances are outstanding. You are handsome and respectful but look
at you. Look at what you've become within a week. Do you want to

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destroy your life? Answer me Peter. I said no with my head bowed and
my eyes just looking at the floor unable to hold back the tears. I
said to myself, "what then am I to do?"

The counselor continued, "My son, you just a teenager and I can
see you are carrying upon you the burden of an adult. Why not take a
break to explore the world a little as a teenager. Why not pretend to
forget the happenings around you for now and plan on how to achieve
your dreams. If after the achievement you still want to dwell in the
past, believe me, no one will stop you and by then you'll regret
nothing.

For now Peter, you need a full concentration. It's just like a man
climbing the stairs, seeing before him a bright habitat filled of
peace and pleasure. I say to you son, if that man thinks of the pain
of the moment, he will never get to that habitat. But if he endures
and keep on climbing he will surely own everything.

Son think wise and act fast. We are all looking forward to a better
change.

I left the counselor's office that day but didn't returned to my

class (thank goodness, there was no more classes for the day). I sat
under a tree in the school premises trying to fit some things together
and conclude.

I cried more with no one to appeal me. I missed them, I

really do. I whispered Cassandra's name several times, I could no

longer ask her why she left because she already stated that in her
diary. After the night I saw her in my dream and she told me to move
on with my life I haven't seen her again. I surely do miss her. I
really do.

I was almost falling asleep when I felt a touch on me. I jumped

on my feet but it was Stella. I uttered no statement than to drag her
close to myself and hugged her. I said to her, "thanks for coming. I
thought I was alone."

Beautiful moments exist but disappear within a twinkle of an eye.

I chose to follow the counselor's advice. I decided it would be good

if I moved on and become the man I've been destined to be. I said to
myself, "even though Cassandra is not here, I won't let her down.'

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What happened between Stella and I under the tree the other day was an
accident. It was what I needed at that very moment and she was the
only one available. I told her after that, "Stella, I'm sorry I hugged
you, I shouldn't have done that. I hope you'd forget about that and
let's be friends. I really appreciate your help so far and I'm back
now to take responsibility again."

Stella smiled and said, "pretty boy, you need not to apologize. You
know I'm ready to give you anything. Yes, we can be friends and I
promise I'll forget that."

We went to the class together smiling because Stella was teasing

me. The class was surprised to see me wore a bright smile and they all
clapped and said, "welcome back captain. We've missed you." I told
them I was back and ready to take up my duty and serve better. I
thanked them for their support so far and they all chorused, "you are
welcome." It was that very day I noticed how radiant Stella's smile
was. I whispered to her ears, 'you got an angelic smile.' Her cheek
turned pink telling that she was blushing but I told her again, 'do
not feel yourself, I was only flattering you.' She hit my shoulder
jokingly and said, 'pretty boy, nah you sabi.'

Stella and I worked together thereafter and our combination was

matchless. Nevertheless, the thought of Cassandra never left me.
Stella and I were just friends all through high school, just special
friends with no other benefit other than academics. She was really
cool.

We wrote our certificate exams as final year students of high

school in year 2012. The school organised a valedictory service a
week after our last paper and on that day, I received lots of awards
from all the staffs and parents. The staffs commented on my
performance and cajoled me to keep up the good work. Johnson's family
also sent me package to congratulate me. I felt loved and special.

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In pursuit of happiness and experience I parted with Stella and my
family on 16th of October, 2012. I went to Lagos to explore the world
and prepare myself for higher institution. Stella and I talked on
phone everyday until I lost her contact and couldn't get through to
her anymore. I later learnt that she had traveled abroad to stay with
her uncle and continue her studies.

I wasn't able to gain admission into any institution because I was

working and earning good money already. I was the boss at two
different job but in year 2014, I returned home to actually study
further(there was a reason behind that though) and I gained admission
into Obafemi Awolowo University. From thence, a new life began.

THE END...

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