7. Picture Perfect


Roses Are Red
Violets are blue
Man, was I a fool
For trusting you

But now I have to smile
Coz the tables have turned
Revenge is sweet
I'll make sure you get burned

Walking into school on Monday, my chest swelled just a little when most of the school populace hurried to get out of my way. All that effort had paid of. Even the seniors knew not to mess with me.

As expected, Amy was waiting for me at my locker attempting to wait on me hand and foot and hanging onto my every word.

Pathetic! Did she really think sucking up to me would help her?

After ditching me at the club like that which led to the whole debacle with my papa and ‘matron‘, she seriously had hell to pay for. She deserved no mercy.

It was amusing how desperate she was to please…

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6. Picture Perfect


Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet 
And so are you

But the roses have wilted
The violets are decayed
The sugar bowl's empty
And I'm on a midnight raid

Papa, I didn’t.. I haven’t… I would never touch drugs. I promise. Please believe me,” I pleaded. The palpable uncertainty that surrounded him made my heart feel heavy, as if someone had dumped a watermelon on it. A huge, round, heavy watermelon.

I waited patiently, waiting for him to say that he believed me but.. 1 minute passed….another.. a third, before Apa Aaisha broke through the thick suffocating silence, “Haalah, we really hope you are speaking the truth, I really do but it’s just that all tangible evidence points to the opposite, so can you see the dilemma we’re facing?”

Annoyance surged through me like a crashing wave as I answered her, “Fine! You really want to know?…

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