Take Me Back To Nightingales High
Helven born Akon, is singlehandedly raised by Mama in the most notorious and dangerous region of Hampshire. Akon has just secured a life changing scholarship, from the most prestigious high school in the country. Greatly elevating his social network and status.
Mr. Wheeler is found dead by dawn. His death greatly traumatizes Mama and Akon.
Sad and determined, Akon embarks on his journey to Nightingales High, only equipped with a new pair of old shoes and a few principles mama and life had taught.
With time these principles fade; Akon goes on dating and sex sprees. Lovesick and sex_crazed, Akon is determined to date Eden the prettiest white girl in class, only he isn't financially buoyant and impressive enough.
Eden is white and so is most of the class. Three new white girls becomes the centre of attention in school, even to boys from higher grades.
Money becomes a necessity both for chasing white girls and keeping up with the daily expenses that comes along with living.
These necesities forces Akon into a criminal venture, which brings him into contact with his real father Stephen, who is also surprisingly the new principal of Nightingales High.
Witty and crafty Stephen makes sure Akon agrees to accept him as father before any financial aid can be rendered to him. Akon is choice_less but to yield.
The mysterious death of Mama makes everything fall apart. Akon is confused And traumatized, he sets out bleak and black in a plot to kill his crafty father whom he believes murdered her.
Stephen is later murdered by hot_ headed Akon, who is traumatized on hearing Mama's actual murderer was Newton, his best friend. Akon is apprehended but freed afterwards.
Reorientated and regretful, Akon ventures again into a world of possiblity and fulfillment.
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Chapter: First day at school: AvaTODAY'S MONDAY, first day of school. Mr. Robert had sent all my new clothes earlier this morning, via two strange fellows.They came with a signed note, so I knew it was Mr. Robert who had sent them.I pressed my new school uniform very neatly and I polished my shoes so that they shined like the sun. I took a hot bath, and frantically dried my body.I wasn't just exited about school, but because I was going to meet jo with Ava, a white girl.This was my first encounter with a white girl, and to crown it all, she asked for this.I first met Ava back in the party, where we spoke only briefly.I still remembered how she looked enchanting in her red dinner gown and high heel shoes.The kiss she planted on my cheek, was indelible a
Last Updated: 2020-11-17
Chapter: Who said roses only came in red?AFTER THE party last night was over. I looked forward to Monday. Patiently waiting and hoping for tomorrow, so I would talk be with Ava and we could talk.Ava was young and smart, from the brief time we had spent talking, I knew she was a smart person.I laid quietly in my bed and considered several factors.If I was going to both succeed in academia and enjoy the pleasures that women brought, I had to be smart and cautious about my actions.I only got here and I wouldn't want to become the centre of attention so soon.But I never fancied being anonymous in the background.I wanted to shine and be known and all the glory that came with popularity, were what I craved.Nonetheless, I had t
Last Updated: 2020-11-17
Chapter: The Party ♠ Fiesta Night ♠MY BED was small and portable. Very comfortable and attractive to sleep on. I wanted to know what James and Ernest were up to, but I had to stay in my lane. This wasn't the train station or the luxurious bus. This was Nightingales High and here, am a senior to all four other students on scholarship with me.I was in grade eleven(11), Ernest and James were in their tenth(10th) grade and Isabel was in grade nine (9).The party was for everyone, but in honour of the new students on scholarship. So literarily, we were the celebrities for this fiesta night's party." Akon, Akon" I heard a knock at my door. I opened up and I saw Ernest. Akon it's thirty minutes to the party, I can't wear these. It's too filthy, what you gonna wear?" I was also confused
Last Updated: 2020-11-16
Chapter: Fiesta Night: Hours to the partyASIDE EDUCATION, Nightingales High took it's students very seriously in matters bothering on security and welfare.It took even more seriously, the students on scholarship _ when it came to welfare, which had a lot to do with health, happiness accommodation and feeding.The boarding students in Nightingales High shared rooms in two's. Each student had a roommate.But those on scholarship stayed alone in a room, except they choose to share their rooms.James and Ernest decided to share a room.They based their decision on the grounds of boredom and interpersonal aid.I on the other hand, I would have wholeheartedly welcomed Isabel, the only girl in our midst to share a room with, but that was against the school's policy. A boy couldn't share a room with a girl.So technically, I was to have a room all to my self and still weild the power to invite whoever I wanted to invite, o
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Chapter: Nightingales HighWHEN MR. Ford was done speaking, an awkward silence filled the air. Everyone had become silent suddenly. The bus was so silent you could hear your heartbeat within you.The road was tarred and smooth. On either sides of the road, a well preserved vegetation of flowers grew.It was indeed a new world. I looked far ahead of the road and I saw a curved gigantic bridge, like the ones in Hemmingway, my former school.The bridge was magnificent and beautiful, and I was greatly tensed when we drove on it.Our driver sped along, solely motivated and encouraged by the absolute silence in the bus. I turned to look at Isabel, the only girl in our midst. I starred at Isabel for a long while. Suddenly I burst out in laughter; fo
Last Updated: 2020-11-16
Chapter: Are we there yet?" AKON, AKON!" I heard a voice calling, certainly, it was Mr. Bradley's .Was I awake or was I asleep, I couldn't tell, I was in a trance perhaps. The soft foamy passengers seats in the train was a very Cosy bed to me. Most of the staffs from NH won't understand this, compared to the hard plywood I slept on back in Helven, this was a luxury." Wake up, you Helven born sluggard" came the voice again. With a rather friendly tone." How was your night Akon?"" Lonely," I said." You sure your night was lonely? ""Very certain Mr. Bradley, I said confidently."
Last Updated: 2020-11-15
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