LOVE; A CURSE OR BLESSING

The room was pitch black with the nostalgic smell of antiques possessing the once refreshing air. At the center of the room stood a jar evoking a green flame that slightly illuminated the room.

Whispers.....I hear them,

The voice so far away yet so close. Thump...Thump....Thump,

"what was that...!" I wondered.

It was getting loud, really loud. The ground began trembling, doors started vibrating, the echoes of voices deafening. I jerked up in fright and fell on my knees shivering in fear, unexpectedly the flame vanished.

It whispered again.

"Gabriella"

"Gabriella......Gabriella"

"W-who are you"

"H-how do you know m-my name", I asked still in shock.

"Gabriella......"

I woke up gasping for air and soaked in my sweat, squinting my eyes to adapt to the light from the lamp. I twirled to retrieve my phone from my lamp post, my alarm snoozed again reading 6:10 am. Sighing, I sprawled back on my bed trying to understand the nightmare.

This wasn't the first time I had this kind of dream but something tells me it ain't gonna be over soon. Since I clocked seventeen I haven't been myself or so I thought. I cringed at the thought of me going to prison today. Prison....yeah, hell.....even better.

I hate school or so most teenagers think. Seating in the class and listening to boring lectures was not appealing to my dear soul but I just have to please my mum. This is for you mama.

I entered the bathroom making sure to scrub my body very well from any sign of a horrible nightmare. I wasn't like other girls who sleep like Snow White and wake up like Cinderella. I am Gabriella Alice Johnson, your regular 5'9ft girl, with brown natural hair, hazel eyes, and slightly tanned skin. My pear-shaped body was my prized possession, killer hips as my friend will say. Your favorite and only nerd with pure hatred toward school and a peanut butter lover. Yep, that's me.

Wearing my uniform consisting of a white button short sleeve shirt and a knee-length navy blue high waist skirt with an additional tie, hat, and jacket embroidered with the school logo, I was ready. Lekki High Secondary School is a private school hosting rich kids only...School fees are really expensive. My family is rich so nothing to worry about. Putting my hair in a tight ponytail and applying mascara and lip gloss, I was satisfied with my look. That should do the trick.

My gratitude to God was that mum isn't the morning type. She works overnight and sleeps during the day. As far as food is readily available in the house I don't care how long she works. Heading to the kitchen I saw her flipping pancakes into a plate.

"Morning mum", I greeted.

"Honey, how was your night", she said taking Peanut Butter from the fridge and spreading it on the pancake. My mum, Jasmine Johnson has Raven black long hair still looking young and fit for her age like Jennifer Lopez. Average in height and pretty, total package to me.

"I-It was okay", I stuttered remembering the nightmare. I wanted to tell her about them but my mouth betrays me all the time.

"Why are you up by this time? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" I questioned before stuffing some pancake in my mouth.

"I wanted to cook you something since it's your first day of resumption", she replied happily as she took a box of orange juice from the fridge.

"Thanks, mom", I said reaching for the juice and pouring it in a cup.

"You know we should plan a vacation for your next summer, would be great right?", mum suggested while pouring coffee for herself that she never lets me drink. "I also need the caffeine mum", I internally cried.

"What about your work, will they let you off", I inquired before drinking the chilled orange juice.

"I have been working for a long time they won't mind letting me off", mum said before stuffing some of my pancakes in her mouth. If it were my bestie, she can't even touch my food talk less about eating it.

"Great, we need to visit some of our family members. I can't remember how they look like"

Honestly speaking, I have never met my relatives.

"Really, I thought you will mention South Africa or Paris or the even Bahamas, the same one Lilian went to", she laughed. Lilian is my best friend, you will meet her awesomeness later.

"Seriously mum", I said putting on a face that says you know me too well.

"Don't look at me like that, teenagers change. I am very sure there is something you are not telling me". She kept on her mama - knows - everything - look. My mum is right but I just can't help it.

The silence was a sign that she was right, so she took it as a yes.

"You know you can tell me anything right?", she spoke softly while rubbing her hands-on mine. I nodded.

My mum is my superwoman, very understanding added she was once a teenager so my hardships were recognized and understood.

"Thanks, mom, I better get going if I want to keep up my reputation this term", I said, kissing her cheeks while grabbing my bag from the chair and left the house for the garage.

Being punctual to school was my legacy. I started my new Toyota and the journey for the day began.

My reputation still stands..yipee!!!. I hurried to my locker, punched in my combination, and took the necessary book for my first class. Biology..yes I'm a science student. Medicine is my dream but I just hope that classes in colleges don't suck like highschool.

"Ga-by my ba-by", a voice sang

Of course, it's no other person than Lilian Crowther, my best friend since kindergarten. With a height of 5'7ft, brown-skinned with her relaxed hair which she loves to tint. Petite and curvy at seventeen was a dream come true for her with adorable black eyes. Her personality is gold and bad mouthed as Hydrogen Sulphide, she might act all badass but believe me when I tell you she is just a Naughty Nun.

"Hello to you, how were the Bahamas?", I asked

"Oh my!", Lilian exclaimed, "it was delightful, the beaches were amazing. The water was very clear and clean. Hospitality was top notch and the spa, heavenly most importantly the guys were hot". She winked at me knowing very well of my no-boy life.

I don't need a boyfriend in my life to make me feel beautiful or appreciated, though I still have crushes on boys....duh I am a teenager. I have my friends and mum for that.

"Why do I sense the need to stop you from talking now," I said rolling my eyes.

"Keep rolling that eyes till you get dizzy Gaby, you gotta hear the juicy part".

"So I met this guy at the ice cream shop his name is Nick, a black-skinned guy, tall and handsome", Lilian squealed "His muscles so built, so sexy...."

This is the moment where I block my ear from getting my brain corrupted. How we became friends is still a mystery but I think the love for ice cream can bring anyone together. Lilian has the proficiency to describe any human she sees most of the opposite sex believe me when I say you don't want to hear everything that comes from her mouth.

"And that was how my vacation went" Lilian finished waving her hands dramatically. Poor girl didn't know I wasn't even listening to her.

"Wow that was amazing", I said as a cover-up.

"I know you weren't listening", Lilian replied with her hands akimbo shaking her head. I smiled sheepishly to neutralize the issue.

Before any further statement could be made, the King of Lekki High with his gangs decided to grace us with their presence.

Ladies and Gentlemen, it is definitely not my pleasure to introduce you to Daniel Grayson aka Heir of Grayson Enterprise, and bad boy maybe hottest of all guys according to the girls in Lekki high.

A height of 6'4ft, piercing dark brown eyes, perfectly chiseled jaw, and body of a Greek god. His muscles bulged under the black shirt he wore begging to be stripped and freed. Oh, the abs I wonder how it feels when my hands massage through.....

Shut up damn mind. I can't be thinking about him

He is so hot Gabriella

Yeah hot enough to burn you

But..... enough

As if the internal battle I was having wasn't enough Lilian had to make it worse by describing how sex would be with him.

Screw your loose nuts brain