The long and wide fancifully decorated assembly hall stands tall on the granite shore, a monument significant with LakeView College.
It is rectangular shaped, a large double glass door entrance at the hall that overlooks the lagoon behind the picket fence. While it has that big entrance, the hall also has many exit and entrance doors from the sides of the hall via the many glass walled doors that stand between the hall pillars, built to allow natural light enter the hall from every side and also to increase the asethetics.
The only places in the hall that is hidden from the glass walls at the sides of the hall are the stage and the stage room where equipments and whatnot are stored, the little decking platform that is built into the walls of the double door entrance of the hall and also the restroom after the storage room.
The extra decking platform is built, for additional audience that the hall would not contain, it had passenger chairs that lined in rows having few people of the Prom attendees doing whatever they wanted to there.
A sort of secluded arena as moans and gasps came from the scanty population of paired teens as their bodies moved in sensually suggestive positions while the lighting is significantly dimmed to reduce visage and promote the sexual activities, unlike the rest of the hall.
At the opposite side of the hall, just after the stage, and equipment room is the restrooms.
It is built as an additional building to the hall and as such, if one did need the rest room, such a one would have to exit the hall and go all the way to the back of the hall behind the equipment room to access the restrooms. It is built like a quarters attached to the hall, thus giving it a corridor to facilitate navigation. With two entranced, each suited at opposite sides, differentiating the gents and ladies restroom.
The restrooms are quite empty as most of the prom attendees are grooving in the hall with their dates. A few of them however are outside, some taking a smoke or doing what not in clusters while the electric fence with the stern faced guards form a perimeter which cuts off the hall from the rest of the school.
Both restrooms entrance have a big gender notice pasted just above the metallic push or pull door while a large flouroscent illuminates the surroundings.
The music from the hall predominantly becomes the only sounds as the strong smell of disinfectants frk the rest room rise into the air.
And with them, come the sounds of females giggling in the ladies restroom.
In the ladies, there are two ladies dressed in cleavage revealing pink evening gowns and stiletto boots standing in front of the huge rectangular mirror that is positioned just above the wash hand basins that are situated within a concrete slab and before the four toilets.
The rest room is illuminated by soft rectangular patches of light in the white boarded ceiling while toilet cleaning materials occupy a corner and a shelf opposite the entrance.
"Oh my God... I just can't imagine the look on Nat's face when Grace pops in front of him. " The first lady says as she washes her hands under running water from the open tap.
She has dark eyeshadows with a puffy childlike face having a soft pair of pink lipsticked lips while her head is outlined by a stylishly braided black hair.
The other lady laughs before throwing her head at her partner, pausing the dabbing of her face with a make up brush coated with brown powder. "I tell you Cecilia, our Queen is hot! Nat better shield his eyes."
Of the two, the lady appears to be lighter, having a hazelnut completion while Cecilia has a dark toned skin, the type one would classify as chocolate toned.
She wears a hairstyle that is braided only at the sides of her head while the rest consists of free falling luscious black hair that accentuate her sharp curvy slender personage.
A set of makeup kit is on the concrete slab and a pink striped and bronze outlined purse, just in between two basins and they are shuffled to create room just as the brown powder pack is getting dropped.
"I hear you Deborah. Oooh!" Cecilia claspd her hands together as she shut her eyes, smiling. "Nat is seriously hot, you know. I'd give anything, any day to have him ram through my hole."
Deborah laughs softly in response before pointing the make up brush to Cecilia.
"You better not hope Grace had super hearing. Or... You're done for!" She smirks and both ladies burst out in hearty soft giggling.
"Oh Come on! Grace gets all the good guys. What's wrong with just wanting Nat?" Cecilia opens her eyes and makes to move her hand towards the little waist strap black purse on the slab.
"Speaking of which, the girls aren't back yet." Deborah throws a wary glance at the shut steel door.
"That's true! I hope they didn't ditch us to go rock the dance hall." Cecilia mutters, turning her face to the door just as her face darkens in anger.
"I swear, I'll claw my nails through Feyi and Simi's face if I find that they went partying instead of sticking to the plan."
Deborah simply shrugs, putting away some of the make up into her purse. "It will be really annoying and I don't think I would ever forgive them if that did happen."
In response, Cecilia splays her hands to the sides. "I mean, I also want to go into the hall and do all of the prom stuff. Heck...I'm pretty sure we won awards for being the most classic girls in school. But I'm here!"
Deborah nods, straightening her hair at her reflection in the mirror.
"And that's because we all agreed to deal with Deola once and for all."
"But, Ceci, I don't think the girls would bail on us. After all they were the most enthusiastic about this."
"Then why are they not back or given us heads up that they found Deola?"
"Well, Deborah shakes her head with uncertain eyes, "Maybe the deworming capsule was not that strong as we thought?" And, Deola found a way of holding all the shit in until later." She looks sideways at Cecilia with a tilted head and an expectant look pasted over her.
"Well..." Cecilia smirks thoughtfully, hands on her waist "If you put it like that, eh... But If that's the case, the. Grace ought to have messaged us. Plus I doubt it could go that way, seeing that Deola would have to be dancing and be literally all over as head girl and Prom Queen. She definitely can't hold herself that way."
"Exactly what I think." Deborah points a fancy manicured red and white nail at Cecilia. "Sooner or later, Dee would come back to check the toilets again. Let's just chill abit more."
Just as she says, the door of the restroom creaks open, attracting their attention immediately. From the door enter two ladies dressed in fashionable evening gowns of pink with stylishly designed neckpieces and jewelries, as well as stiletto heels.
"Aha! Simi and Feyi." Deborah greets.
"What took you two so long?" Cecilia turns away from the wash hand basins to stare at the newcomers.
The one addressed as Simi made to speak. "Ah, It's not easy. I have looked everywhere I could but didn't find her." Simi says confidently with phonetics, gesticulating as she bats her long lashes that highlight her large puppy eyes, deep-seated in her oblong cream toned skin.
"Me either! " Feyi says as she feels the eyes of the other on her. In comparison to Simi, she is bigger in body build but not so much to be called plump but both share almost the same skin tone.
"Well, where could she be then? I mean, I popped Tunrayo's tyre earlier so it's not possible she'd gone home." Deborah says, frowning.
"Whoa!" Feyi exhales. "So she hasn't come back here?"
To this, Deborah and Cecilia shake their heads, morosely.
"Mehn... That girl is like a spirit!" Feyi mutters.
"Wait" Simi raises a palm up arresting their attention and stealing the spot from Cecilia who'd opened her mouth to speak. "If Deola has not returned and Tunrayo's tyre is popped, then there is every likelihood Deola is still in school. She's a very guarded person so she won't ask rides from just anyone, especially in that state. Plus no prom attendees is allowed in the school behind the electric fence so that is ruled out too." She says in phonetics again.
"Ah!" Cecilia gasped. "This means, we just need to find out where exactly she is relieving herself in this place. Hmm..."
"And... and that could also mean that she had pooped herself and we just need to locate her to find where the fuck she is and take snapshots of her. Mehn! Deola will be ruined forever!" Deborah squeaks evilly, flinging both hands into the air.
"So, what would Deola do if she pooped on herself? If I were her, I'd find a quiet and empty place where I can hide away until Tunrayo can fix the car and then sneak away from school." Simi analyses, a hand on her chin.
"Whoa!" Feyi croons in admiration
"So this is why you couldn't find her." Deborah snaps a finger.
"Damn girl, you're an evil genius" Feyi says again while Cecilia giggles softly, an evil glint in her eyes.
"Let's go find that bitch!" She says. "Get your phones ready!"
"Wait first, did you all see the look on her face when she came here?" Feyi asks no one in particular
"Girl, that look was priceless." They all giggle heartily at Deborah's words.
"Ohmagod!Emergency shit. Make way!" Simi bursts out laughing, holding her buttocks as she mock races to the nearest toilet door.
"Damn Simi! You mimicked her voice totally!" Cecilia doubled over in laughter.
~BWARRRRGGHH~
Cecilia stomach rumbles in pain and discomfort, making her frown as she clutches her belly.
"Why does it feel like I took that deworming capsule? I'm suddenly pressed!" She asks from her bent position.
"Are you for real or you're just acting?" Deborah asks testily.
"Do I look like I'm fucking acting? Ahhhhh..." Cecilia screams, losing all dignity of lady hood as her feet patters into the nearest toilet.
"Fuck! I'm pressed too!" Feyi curses, running and gripping her buttocks.
"Uops!" Deborah jerks up straight, clenching her legs tight as the sudden urge to use the toilet rose in her stomach.
For a second or two, Simi looks confused. But the confusion doesn't last as she too grabs her buttocks, moving slowly to the last unoccupied toilet with sweat beads forming over her squeezed agonizing face.
Just as she passed by Cecilia's toilet, there is a loud gushing sound of water exploding up.
"Fuck Noooooo..."
"What is..."
FWOOOSSSHH...
"Ah!" Feyi screams as the toilet water explodes violently out in a geyser of sewage water, totally drenching her.
FWOOOOOSSSHHH...
"Noooooo!" Deborah screams as well, equally bathed in the forceful eruption of sewage from the toilet, into her buttocks and all over her body.
Hearing the screams and the sudden eruption of sewage from the water closets, Simi stops just outside the toilet door.
Luckily, the toilet erupts sewage but she is not caught up as she is outside with a hand on the door handle.
However, her bowels can hold it no more and it runs all down, collasping the lady into a pool of watery defecation and bitter tears.
"Girls, I think Karma just caught up with us... Ahhhhh.." Simi laments,her diction gone completely as she helplessly poos continuously on herself, her knees trembling on the feaces soaked floor just as the toilets door open, revealing her partners soaking wet with sewage water, a horrid stench emanating from them.
MINUTES EARLIER!"These humans..." Tade shakes his head, a lazy disgusted smile on it as he tugs the edges of his blue blazer.He carefully picks his way through the throng of dancing couples and singles, both parties showing silly, interesting and of course very sexual dance moves. They are a couple of them sharing deep sensual kisses while some even go as far as groping for their partners privates, using the mesh of party crazed bodies as a cover.Tade ignores them all, a bemused expression on as he looks left and right and then to the DJ whose two hands are thrown into the air.As for the MC, the stage is devoid of him but they are some other people who are dressed in somewhat professional clothes of wine shirts and blue trousers and skirts taking note of whatever it was they were as they milled about the stage around the banquet table.Soon, Tade loses interests and picks his way to the nearest exit to him. He sighs in relief, inhaling th
The fairskinned Mister donning blue blazers walked away, with furrowed eyebrows across the length of the assembly hall. Behind him, not so far away is the female restroom which has the a little signpost with a silhouette image of a female on it, positioned on the steel push or pull door.Tade walks briskly however, having in mind that he had come to pick something, the girls being just a side attraction he could not afford to have ignored."But to think of it... The nerves those girls had to be joking about the evil they did." He muttered angrily to himself, transversing the length of the assembly hall once again.And this time, the music is not so loud as it is as the dancing is over and the attendees are all milling about. Seeing this, Tade sighs, assuming that the Prom Event was concluded already as he sees the contented and naughty looks on the attendees."Excuse me!" Tade says, patting a petite Lady who had just exited the hall in company of tw
Sun light filters in from one of the closed windows which are situated perpendicular to each other, in a ninety degree format. The draping curtains sway gently in response to the swirling of the electric overhead fan blades.At the window where light filters from which borders a fancy standing mirror at the other side of the wall, is a sort of ironing table placed against the wall, draped with pieces of materias which are meant to act as cushion when ironing. At the two ends of the table are a stack of books while a sleek pressing iron lays, steelface down.And infront of the table lies a plastic white chair which backs a queen sized bed on which a lady lays, her chest, clar in loose milky gown, heaving and lightly snoring in blissful sleep as she drifts continuously in sweet rest.The lady is none other than Deola, the supposed Prom Queen of the graduate set of LakeView College.At her lower torso to her abdomen is a muffled ball of the grey
The sun is sloping down the evening sky in a haze of yellow, accentuated by red, magenta colored atmospheric clouds that give an entirely settling feeling of the rest in the night to come.As people from all over within the area look up, there is an inescapable lighting of anticipation bright on their faces as they know what would come next.For it is closing hours and with it, people park up for the night. However, for a different set of persons, it is just the beginning as a black convertible slows down taking a turn around the corner of the estate buildings before picking up speed, a clutter of dirt and pebbles flying up in the aftermath.At the driver seat of the vehicle is Tunrayo, her eyes focused on the tarred almost empty street before her, driving past a few shops and gates before finally slowing down to move into a driveway. Her car, just as the rest of the frame is, is pitch black with dangling plastic red roses from the rearview mirror that jin
"Really?" Deola asks with a light frown, watching Tunrayo buckle over with laughter.The convertible by which she stands is parked close to the magnificent Assembly Hall which once was the center of their Prom Activities, two days back.However, with the Prom events concluded, the hall is back to it's regular state, all of it's fanfare, glitter and sparkles gone with the events as well. The electric fence of wires that alienated the hall from the rest of the school is down as well, allowing unrestricted access to the rest of the school and it's various buildings and what not.The once littered parking lot, infront of the hall too is free and the only car at the moment occupying it is the black convertible.The convertible had come in from the main gates of the school and was allowed entry when they had mentioned they were living in the staff quarters, a white lie, they reasoned.Only after the lie could they drive past the school
"No, you shut up!" Deola explodes. " You are the freak! You are demented. You a-are..." She shakes her head in horror, the only expression visible on it is dread.She longs for words to say as her head moves left to right in total fright, as if she'd seen a ghost. Which should be correct because the one in front of her is not something she would classify far from a ghost.For God's Sake, she is looking at a spirit or ghost- which ever fit- and the experience is enough to send ice cold chills through her spine.With no more words to complete her sentence, Deola turns, her feet racing her away from Tade.She hears a sigh behind her, followed by an inaudible mumbling, but she does not bother a second glance, even if it is to the one who gave her warmth, a minute ago, she does not care.The wind is still cold and biting, almost giving a sensation that if she stayed still, she'd freeze. As she runs, distance coming in between herself and Tayo, she
The sun is drooping down, in the sky, radiating heat to the people of Badagry in Lagos Nigeria. Bared of the numerous skies, the heat is unforgiving but as always, it is not enough to stop the people from going about their activities along the estate road.A car drives by and stops by a gate, from which a young man highlights from black vehicle. He has a sharp cut by the left of his head, sporting an undercut hairstyle. His dressing is quite simple and stuffy in a way as he wears a harsh colored tight trousers, a long baggy white colored shirt, black boot sneakers and a blue denim jacket, despite the blazing heat.He soon walks into the drive way of Deola's home and silently moves to the door, all the while dabbing his face occasionally and twirling the red rose wrapped in the transparent plastic casing as the aromatizing cologne airs about him is being burnt out by the heat.He has squarely shaped jaws, tanned skin, the perfect model look and he is
"You know what? When you're done, get the fuck out of the house." Deola replies coldly as she opens the door to leave.Seeing her leave, Nathaniel sighs heavily, putting his dragon within the confines of his clothings. Slowly, he buttons his shirt but his mind is not with him.Absent minded is Nathaniel as he drops his weight on the bed unable to put a lid on what happened earlier with Deola.And to even think that she'd use the f word on him. Either he had started seeing illusions or Deola was slowly changing.Into someone he could not any more understand.At least, the Deola he knew back then was this docile, innocent girl who always looked to everyone's wellbeing no matter what.Not that he currently refutes it, but the glare and the anger with which she had reacted to him was startling.'Is this because of the Tade guy?'He asks himself mentally.'But she sounded so sure that she never mentioned a Tade.' Nathaniel trie
It has been some hours, a day approximately, since the encounter on the muddy banks. Today, the air smells different, with the scent of water coupled with the sweet harmonies of chirping birds while the sun sets in the distance, sinking down into the depths of the lake.Two people stand a little after the whitewashed picket fence, staring down at the beautiful setting of the orange spotted sky, their hearts pounding in the excitement of being close to the one who meant so much to them.Tade, wearing a yellow vintage shirt with patterns of a palm tree, has his hands in his slim fit black trousers and a broad, satisfied smile on his face.By his side, his 'girl', the quiet, reserved but sweet lady, Deola stands, her palms hugging each other infront of her while her body is clothed with a floral orange gown, red slides on her feet. Her face has a pasted satisfied smile as well as she gazes on ahead.After some more minutes of silence, she turns to look at Ta
Her worry is not far fetched however, for by the side of them, at the far side of Debi's left is the Water Spirit King, Arinle, eyebrows knitted fiercely while his eyes flash with light in sync with the blistering aura emanating from his body."What… is… this… madness?" He balls his fists, his eyes bulging while muscles contract visibly all over him.Arinle, like before, is adorned in a silver scaled sleeveless top that perfectly packs in all the muscularity that he has. On his waist is a golden shining belt with a single tower-like tip, large enough that it covers half of his stomach before getting ended at his waist, from which the blue scaled trousers runs down.On his face is a large wreath of luxurious black beard, from his jaws down to the uppermost of his chest. He has bushy eyebrows as well, glittering eyes that tell of madness unspeakable, his whole form shivering with condensed furious rage."Father&helli
"Tsk… Damn you! How can you be this strong at your failing health level?" Enas groans, rolling over to evade another stomp of Tade."It's the power of love, my dear. The extent that emotion can motivate has no limit." A feminine voice that belongs not to Tade whispers in the background while Enas gets to his feet finally and begins to trade blows with a furious Tade.However the brothers do not hear the femine but alluring voice of their mother queen as they engage themselves in battle. A punch sails through to the air to Tade’s head but the latter tilts himself backward, evading the blow. But Enas is not over as he follows with a combo attack of a knee kick to the stomach.Groaning, Tade doubles over, spitting out ichor from his mouth. Enas seizes the opportunity in a flash and slams his left elbow heavily, right at the center of Tade, crumpling the latter to the ground.“You always thought to be the better of us… spoilt brat. T
"Nooooooo…."Blood trickles down from her head as her body continues to propel out. Overcome by numbness, Tade stretched out, his hand clutching her leg and holding her back just as the convertible stance shifts again, the somersault in progress.And then, a sploshing sound as the car plunges down, deep down into water."Water?" Tade groans, umconfused as to when there was ever a water body here…Of course, he'd sensed one but the waters would not be so clear for those pure water spirits to use.Murky and stangant water bodies are the standard no-no for his people which is why he had not considered this to be of any importance.A mistake he is come to realize now.Tade huffs, ripping out the seatbelt that restrained him to the seat. He made to go for Tunrayo who is somewhat struggling, albeit, less than the others in the backseat, her head on the steering facing him.There is a cut on the forehead and her eyes loo
Seeing that, even the hesitant family rush in, opening the door as Tunrayo begins to drive even as they rush in, Deola being hoisted in first.And then, with a loud screech, Tunrayo's convertible tyres paint black on the asphalt as the zooms off and away."So, somebody tell me, what is going on?" Tolani, the mother of Deola asks in a fast rising tempo.They are huddled into the backseat, Richard at the seat behind Tade while Tolani is behind Tunrayo, this, putting Deola right at the center of them all.For a brief moment, the entire car is silent, each person trying to process that which has happened.Tade's mind is agog with responsibility towards all the people in the car as he understands that because of him, they all would be targeted.He cannot bring himself to say that this might have turned out well, being that, Tunrayo had popped up right on time. No, he rather would not.Instead, he blames himself for being so clumsy. F
The humanoid croaks, walking on to where its target would be. And as it gets there, just outside the window, it raises the bow to eye level, putting his fingers to the non-existent bowstring.Then, a line of white shimmering energy appears which the humanoid plucks as far back. Another energy strand appears, forming an arrowhead of thin energy strand at the bow, ending into a feathered bottom that is now held by the humanoid on the plucked string.And then, Tade’s strained physique blurs into the view, at the open driveway. He stops, his mouth aghast at the sight that greets him, unable to bring himself to do anything.Indeed, he cannot do anything because at the very moment, the arrow made of the milky white energy is only seconds from being fired by the assassin.His breathing doubles as time slows, panic filling him because it shows that all his efforts are all but nought. After all, the scenario he had been striving to avoid is
And, Tade huffs, never again would anyone hurt his girl.Not ever! Poisedon's Kiss
It is just about 24 hours since Tade had asked Tunrayo to give the spirit pill that he had been able to get, through forceful means however, from the underwater city where he did reside. And thus, Tade muses within his heart that this is just the time he has to check on her again.Although, he feels it deep within him that she would survive it. He does not have any gRebellion
The Lagos Port Complex also referred to as Premiere Port (Apapa Quays) is the earliest and largest Port in Nigeria. It is situated in Apapa, Lagos State, the commercial center of Nigeria. The Port, established in 1913, witnessed the construction of the first four deep water berths which did begin in the year of 1921, a few years before the country of Nigeria did gain independence while it still did exist under colonial rule of the British.The Apapa Port as of now, is well equipped with modern cargo handling equipment necessary for the day to day activities of the harbour and also, personnel support facilities making her cost effective and customer friendly. It does enjoy intermodal connection – Rail, Water and Road. It boasts of a four wheel gate of about 8 meters for oversize cargoes and this has given the Port an edge over others in the handling of oversized cargoes.However, while the port is usually very busy, today is not o