CAN I REWRITE MY STAR?

the principal's office, their foot

ugh her lockers, their mo

returns?" Kelvin whispered, hi

don't know. Just

is eyes squinting as he checked

" he whisper

m, their faces tense. "What i

barely audible,

ready. We have less than 20 minutes. If we get c

es widened.

's table. His gaze fell upon a stack of papers, and his curiosity got the bett

elf, chuckling at the girl's name, "Abasi-what

back to reality. "Kel! That'

ed his eyes.

the table. A triumphant grin spread across

in announced, hol

to his side, relief

d, snatching the de

ace. "Let's go decide on where we're going for the

chimed in unison, the

e. His eyes landed on the girl's photo, and he shook his head, chuckling. He pulled anothe

r driving into the school com

arned, already sprinting t

ghter and footsteps echoing through the corri

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als. The school's sprawling campus was dotted with majestic buildings, state-of-the-art facilities, and expertly trained teachers. Academics were just the beginning; RHS was renowned for its vibrant extracurricular scene, offering a wide range of sports, clubs, and cultural activiti

ne of their many lucrative ventures. Despite his family's immense wealth, MG's demeanor was far from arroga

h a chiseled model-like physique. His long hair, often styled in a ponytail, framed his striking features. MG's priorities were simple: maintaining his impeccable looks and excelling academically. His fashion sense was unparalleled, and his grades consistently impressed. Wh

arten. As they prepared to embark on their final year of high school, their distinct personalities shone brighter than ever.

ing on mean and rude. His fearless attitude served him well as the

ip-hop dancing had taken him to over ten countries, garnering an impressive eight gold and two

ieve. Mr. and Mrs. Williams' demanding schedules had long accustomed the twins to independence. Their nan

in and Kelvin thrived, thanks to thei

the basketball court, collapsing ont

she finds out you took the card?" Melv

n in his mirror. "Who cares? I'll ju

ampened but still flawless complexion.

s eyes, chuckling

"Seriously, can we

lvin chimed in unison, t

nsion from their earlier escapade dissipated, repl

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personal assistant, Ms. Jane. As she settled into her

needed that." Turning her attention to the task at hand, Mrs. Daniels continued, "We'

. "But, ma'am, the scholarship has alwa

ressive ninety-eight percent – has a troubling record. She's involved in fights and quarrels, a

"You're concerned about her influe

students come from affluent families. We c

templative, sensing the complexit

"Here's the information about the scholarship recipient

e paper. "Ensure this reaches her by Saturd

. Daniels added, "And if you see my nephew around, remind him about our

a crisp nod, Jane exited the office,

**

at exactly 8:30 pm, finding Ha

h teased, raising an eye

a today. After paying off Mr. Ahmad for the vegetables

ned."Wow, you had a

Those market women were gossiping among themselves, but I played the em

burst into laughter. "This gir

food," Hazel said,

s woman o, you want to s

lease, let's buy s

Let's go before it gets too late an

atening glance. "Then they

out, Hannah's expression t

t attitude of yours that yo

ody, and that's on period,

eassuring her with a warm smile. "But, you do ha

" Hazel chuckled, raising

e!" Hannah

lty conscience!" as the

otted Big Tee enterin

g Tee?" she whi

s sparkled

ard Iya Bisi today saying Mama Nke

intrigue etched on her f

kechi has been hiding it, but her belly is starting to show. And get

piqued. "This is juicy!