His Immense Desires

CHAPTER 4 : THE OLD TIMES

THE OLD TIMES

****JANELLE'S POV****

"Steff", I muttered vehemently, as I couldn't recall having any friendship with someone of the name Steff. Wait right there I hope it isn't stefflon, OMG!!!!, My naughty best friend from creche.

***AUTHORESS POV***

The Parker's family once lived in Jamaica their home country before they relocated to Florida due to the nature of work their father did, it didn't allow them to stay in one place.

And right now they are back in Jamaica, because their father had retired from his military service, he was based in the air Force military service, that is why he is accustomed to flying and knowing when there is gonna be a problem about weather conditions that will affect flight.

"Hey chubs don't tell me you have forgotten me so soon, with what I did to you back then, you're not supposed to forget me so easily, I guess you're gonna ask me what I did to you, but that is for you to find out" I heard Steff say.

After all this thing she said, the only thing that came to my mind is the fact that she called me chubs, does it mean I look so baby like, or I don't look like I passed through adolescent, I didn't wanna get offended by her words and decided to play cool.

Gosh!!!!!, No she just didn't want to take my silence as a que that I'm definitely not interested in talking to her. "Hey chubs, you're gonna say nothing, Fi dah luv of Gawd, mi we Neva stop tormenting ya, Cause ya did torment me much, I hope ya do remember it" she said in her Jamaican accent.

I never believed what she said, because I know I'm not a troublesome type or else she's mistaking me for someone else. I wondered why Dad won't dismiss this people that came to welcome him, because ion really like too much noise.

" Hey, ion really know you that much, but you ought to know we just came back from a very long flight which is tiresome, and I would love nothing else than to hear you shut up, and help me in taking my bags to the door of my house" I said to Steff.

so arrogant and rude, while I thought am gonna see my best friend again after eight years and I'm so happy about it, you're just acting like you don't know me, are you for real?" She

was taken aback by her words, and immediately she said that she broke down in tears, OMG, Did I just make someone cry, I never thought I will be able to do so, cause back in Florida, all my friends

over immediately and hugged her tightly to me, after which I muttered to myself, "I found myself one hella drama queen", she chuckled and replied me

and said, "are you serious, tell me you're just joking about you not knowing about the locality of where you're gonna be spending the rest of ya life, OMG, That's horrible"

shut the fuck up, as this

please, You're in the capital of JAMAICA,

an ordinary place, I guess it's more developed due to the fact that it's

sighed and beckoned on Steff to help me

met the complete contradiction of myself, I smiled lightly and turned back only to

what was in that little head of hers', I never saw it coming until I saw her bring out two mice from the back of her pocket

eye will be by now, I ran past our wall mirror, but, I didn't bother to check my face

the next thing I heard her say is, "so you still don't have a thing for rats, this is definitely the best day of my life, I swore

come down, cause only me can't take all these luggages to your room, unless you want me to drop them here, and hurry up,

with my whole life, so she hasn't forgotten about my allergies to rats", I muttered to myself. Wait did I just hear her say she's

back, but the mice was nowhere to be found, I guess

left for my room, as she helped in arranging, rearranging and cleaning of my luggages and room. She's fun to be with, as she reminded me of my dark secrets

Thankfully, we finished by six pm in the evening, she had her dinner with my

We had a long discussion as she told me she had gotten admission to college in West Indies University, and told me

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