good analysis snowhyt.
1. he wasn't at home quite alright but atleast I'm sure he had a clue about what's happening between his parents.
2. about the heart to heart talk, she and dad had always been in talking terms and if she have anything to tell ha dad she's free..
3. Ok then agreed it might bring back sad memories
4. he shld undastand dat nt all issues with kids cn b solved with a hard hand, some times showing more luv dan u use 2 does d trick. the soft hand he has been using gave them the boost to testify against him in court so for every human, that change is expected

where have u bin

1) yea, Nate had a clue abt wat was goin on btween his parents nd he waz expecting his dad 2b "man enough" 2 settle it... Mr Thomas tried his best 2 put tinz in order and while he waz doin dat Nate wasnt home.. Nate must hv thought dat his dad made no effort 2 resolve d problem.
2) U dont expect Serena 2b free with her dad after testifying against him in court. I'm sure she wld b tinkin dat her dad wldnt 4giv her 4 dat action so it is left 4 Mr Thomas 2 make her undastand dat no matter wat had happened he still luv nd care 4 her.. Bsides with d way Mr Thomas is bhavin lately, i'm nt sure she wld want 2 hv an emosional tlk with him without him(Mr Thomas) breakin d ice.
3) I dont blame Mr Thomas 4 d sudden change bt he shld also undastand dey are his kids nd Anita's kids 2.. Bsides Anita is dia mother nd u knw d luv btween a mother and her child is vry strong nd no matter what a mother does her children wld still luv and support her... Mr. Thomas shld also try 2 show dem dat luv nw dat dia mother is gone, MAYBE wen he does dat Nate MIGHT see reasons with him.
.. I'v been around dear.
HAPPY NEW MONTH!
Cc:
Kingphilip

olarafiat,you are a real Yoruba girl. Anita doesn't know the cunning ways of Yoruba people.

Happy new month

Api new month 2 u al nairalanders

Nairaland is getting boring this days with their mod behaviours. For me,once i leave this site,i will forget it like i forgot some of my favority sites before i move in here. I not just happy.the only thing you see on nl this days is all about Buhari and Co.,bulls***t.

snowhyt i somehow get ur points and I've decided not prolonging the issues any longer

same to u
mind catching up with me on whatsapp?
my number is on my signature though

am back....D sorry for d ban
was offline for some day cos I lost my phone

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Stephanie was seated in the living room with her mum watching a christian television channel. Her mum being a business woman rarely stays at home despite the fact that she has sales representatives in all her outlets and she has a group of girls who does the travelling anytime they run out of stock. She pays for their flight tickets and they purchase the goods and return to Nigeria by flight while the goods come in by sea. But Stephanie's mum would rather leave home every morning and drive to all her shops to inspect things that are always in order. Stephanie couldn't explain why her mother loved going out, but she concluded that the old lady was trying to invest her time on something that would make her forget her runaway husband(stephanie's father)
As much as she always looked forward to everyday that her mother is at home, she end up praying that a problem should surface in one of the shops so that her mum will leave. The elderly lady is always watching live television programmes sponsored by churches and if for five hours there is power supply, she would make sure she watches all the christian tv channels available. Today wasn't an execption as they had filled the generator with adequate fuel that could take them for the next eighteen hours, Stephanie's mum was sitting in front of the television with a jotter in her laps and a pen in her hand, as the man of God was speaking, she was jotting while Stephanie was looking at her mum as if to slap her.
This is the second time in a week that she would be missing the repeat edition of the ongoing tv show, 'coke studio.' And to say her favourite music stars would be involved in that particular episode. Since the show began two weeks ago, she hadn't been able to see Waje's performance, neither has she been able to see Flavour Nabania's performance, she caught a glimpse of Phyno's performance an hour ago before her mum changed the channel.
"You see, when I was like you I used to attend this man's open crusade after school with my friends. I attended up till the time I graduated from the university, that was how I met your father." The old lady explained to her daughter who pretended like she didn't hear her mother speak.
"How is that my own concern? Open crusade ko, closed revival ni." She said within herself.
Stephanie herself couldn't predict her own mother who is someone who loves fashion, who rarely goes to church, who has every designer bag, every designer shoe, expensive jewelleries and does sophisticated hairs which could make one mistake her for a made up baby doll is now listening to a man of God's preaching on tv.
She wanted to faint when her mother handed the jotter and pen to her.
"Continue with the jotting, I'll be right back." And with this, her mum walked out of the living room.
Normally, she would have picked the remote and changed the channel to her preferred channel before her mum returns, but the elderly lady even in the bathroom will shout amen to prayers being said on the screen, therefore if she change the channel, her mum would know. And the television in her room is out of bound, she is not allowed to watch it. Even if she is allowed, there is nothing to watch, except local tv stations available in Ibadan. And such channels keeps airing the same progammes everyday with different names, on monday, they air 'Maxi-health' and on monday afternoon, they air 'health is wealth' different anchors, different visitors(doctors) but the same topic.
"Amen!" Her mum shouted from wherever she was.
Angrily, she dropped the jotter and biro and made to walk out of the house, probably to visit a friend in the neighbourhood, but her mother would have none of that. Not with her exam coming up in nine days time.
"Aren't you supposed to attend your tutorial class today?" her mother asked.
"I don't feel like going mum." She replied without looking back.
"That's good, come let us watch this broadcast together. You will find it helpful. It is directed at teenagers."
she turned to face the tv screen to see her mum just tuning in to another channel where like she said, a church sponsored programme was being aired and the topic was about the youths of today. Unfortunately, the programme would be on for the next one and a half hours.
"Mum, I think I have to run to lesson now. I just remembered that we would be taught how to answer computer based questions today." With this, Stephanie had raced into her room.
"I know its a lie, but don't worry, I'll record it and when you return its a must that you watch it."

--to be continued--

the Thomas is BACK once again!!
Cc: kingphilip
thanks 4 the update Dee

This her lie reminds me of how we did it when we were her age.
To all this bad things de sweet o, btw onemansquad thomas is back

tenx 4 d update

welcome back

DAT babe sabi cook lie oo

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She had enjoyed freedom all her life, gone to school on her own, returned home on her own. The only day of the week when it is a must for her to ride with her family members was on Sundays when they go to church and sometimes on saturdays when Nate is home. Nate being the official organist of their church, and anytime he is home, he would always drive their mother's car to choir practice with Serena seated beside him, the perfect couple the people in the neighbourhood nicknamed them, even though they are not on talking terms with them, they only greet.
Now, Serena was seated inside a white Micra with her official driver for the day. The man who seemed to be minding his own business was humming to the song blasting from his stereo player. All through the drive to the tutorial centre, the stereo was blasting, a song by a popular pop band, westlife. The song was titled, 'Bop bop baby.' The song which was on repeat kept blasting all the way from Agodi Gate GRA where she lived to Old Ife road where the tutorial centre was located. And after purchasing the CBT software, the instructor helped her install it and gave her the guidelines on how to work on it. She paid for the services and left, but not after saying 'hi' to a few of her friends who were students of the centre, but Stephanie was missing and her number wasn't connecting.
"Please, can you change this song?" Serena requested subtly.
The cabman looked at her like she was speaking French or German, a confused look on his face.
"Is it disturbing you?" He asked giving her a look of this-car-belongs-to-me.
"Yes." Serena replied with a look of at-least-my-dad-paid-you.
The man after ten seconds changed the song. Probably he was contemplating on what button to press, because no right thinking human being won't keep listening to a song over and over for almost twenty repeats. Even if one has an audition where the song is to be rendered, the best thing is get the lyrics and master it.
To her utter dismay, the cabman changed the song to another westlife song, this time, 'uptown girl.' One of the songs from the group she hated most. Not because the song is not interesting, but because of the repeated us of 'oh.'
"Don't you have any other song?" She had blurted out before she realised how ruly it sounded.
The cab man turned to face her fully for the first time and he seemed offended with her ruly behaviour.
"Sorry, I mean, is westlife your favourite? You seemed to have a lot of their songs." She quickly corrected herself, equally avoiding the man's face.
"I love westlife. You know, I have had their albums since as far back as I can remember. Recently, I just decided to convert them to mp3 and I had them sent to my phone." The man spoke for the first time. Not like the monosyllables he had been saying for the past fourty five minutes.
"oh! I don't like them. I think I prefer the Backstreet boys." She replied, even though she had no idea of who the Backstreet boys are. Who listen to Backstreet boys when One direction is rocking the pop scene as a group?
"Backstreet boys? They are good too, I have a couple of their songs too. But you know, when I was leaving my hostel, I lost them." He replied.
Serena wanted to ask what he meant by hostel, but a right thinking person would know that the man beside her was either a University graduate or a student who was rusticated. Whichever ways, one had to move out of the hostel. No wonder, her father gave him the assignment to drive her to her destination and back home.
"You are a graduate of which school?" She asked curiously.
"University of Ibadan." He replied proudly and he gently swerved the car off the road into a filling station.
Three minute later, they were driving out of the filling station and Serena had forgotten that she still had more questions to ask the cab man. Her mind had already been occupied with something else.
"Please, I'll like to drop at the bus-stop." She said.
"Your dad asked me to drop you at home and ensure that you enter the compound before I drive off."
Serena pretended like she wasn't suprised or angry at the reply, partly because she didn't want to give the cabman the impression there is a problem in their family.
"There is really not much difference. If you drop me at the bus-stop, I'll just cross to the other side and walk the remaining distance home."
After much one sided persuassion where she was the one doing the talking while the cabman kept mute, he agreed to drop her at the bus-stop.
"Just make sure you go home straight." He said as she alighted from the car.
Afterall, the once dreaded drive with the unknown cabman turned out to be a good one. How she wished her father could return to being like this. She crossed the road, but not without exchanging numbers with the cabman who felt reluctant at first, but at the mention od business, he gave in.

--tbc--

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When she was sure that the cabman had lost her, she stopped a bike and mounted it.
"Total garden is hundred naira." The bikeman said as he joined the road.
"No problem. Hope you have five hundred naira change?" She asked. She was not really in a mood to negatiate the price with the bikeman. Every commercial motorcyclist, motorist or whatever believed the notion that every child from a rich background or averagedly comfortable home are foolish and won't bother negotiating the price of goods or transport fare. They would jump inside the cab at any given price. But the reverse is the case when it comes to Serena who was well known at the bus-stop for non stop negotiation. She would make sure she cuts at least twenty percent of the original price. She sometimes negotiates up from her pickup point to her destination, and most times, she would end up paying what she wanted to pay. Even though trying that with commercial bus conductors can lead to one's injury.
She just wanted to arrive at Staphanie's house as quick as possible to know if everything is right because this is quite unlike her. Steph's phone is always on, and she rarely missed her calls. Even inside the church, she would still answer her call.
As the bikeman sped on, Serena kept trying Stephanie's number which still remained the way it had been and the automated voice of the network provider kept telling her the number she was trying to call was switched off.
"Why are we stopping?" Serena asked when the bike came to a halt.
"Can't you see the traffic light is on?" The bikeman replied angrily.
Serena hissed angrily as she removed her phone to dial her friend's number, hoping for a miracle, but got the shock of life when the call couldn't connect. Reason being that her battery has been exhausted.
"Oya, dey go dey go." She nudged the bikeman who stepped on the gas and moved.
She knew she was acting somehow, she couldn't even explain the reason behind that. She was getting herself all worked up over nothing. The fact that Stephanie's phone was not connecting doesn't mean something is wrong, it could be that she was in the same situation with her, battery exhaustion. But the Stephanie she knew would never for once run out of battery. One, she was friends with everybody in her neighbourhood and that gives her the chance to enter any compound all in the name of charging her phone. Two, she was friends with every Saloon owners, because she makes her hair in everyone of them, because she knew she would be allowed to charge if the need arises. Three, she had made friends with a few barbers in the neighbourhood as well as game centre owners where she occassionally put her phone to charge. Such was the kind of life that Stephanie lives which made her a sharp contrast to Serena.
Only God knows what was wrong with Steph's phone.
"Drop me here." Serena said to the bikeman who dutifully brought the bike to a halt.
She paid and after collecting her change, walked into the estate gate.
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She just needed someone to keep her company, going back into that house would cause her a lot of problem psychologically. She was grateful to God when Stephanie's mum told her, Steph was inside the house and she waited for her in the living room while she forced herself to watch the tv.
"Hope you can understand what the man of God is saying?" Stephanie's mum asked.
"Yes ma." She replied even though she couldn't understand a thing that has been said.
"You see, the man has been speaking about the youths and their decision makings. I believe..." The elderly woman began when her own daughter cut her short.
"Mum, she understands perfectly well."
"Are you with your senses at all?" Stephanie's mum flared up. The first time Serena was seeing her in that state.
"Mum, I am okay. Girlfriend, lets go into my room." Stephanie called on her friend.
"You see the next time you try such with me, you'll see what I'll do for you. I have told you times without number that you shouldn't cut me short when I am discussing with a visitor."
"Where is the visitor?" Stephanie asked.
She probably was joking with her mum, but the old lady wasn't taking it lightly.
"Mum, don't mind her. Please we are sorry." Serena pleaded with her friend's mother before walking out of the living room.
"You didn't go to the tutorial today. Why?" Serena asked as she took Stephanie's charger and plugged her phone.
"I was getting dressed when you arrived. But right now, i am not going anywhere." Stephanie replied laughing.
The moment Serena's phone came on, it started ringing, and on checking the caller, she realised it was her father.

--END OF CHAPTER 5--

Original gobe for Serena. Welcome back D9ty7

welcome back dee.. na serious gbeke serena dey ooo..

Thank you for the updates. You just made my day

gan gan! see original gobe..

She sopose never off the phone if she Wan play that kind game na.
Onemansquad, techno4life, lilyomi and co. Come hia updates don show

snowhyt:
the Thomas is BACK once again!!
Cc: king Philip
thanks 4 the update Dee

Tnx dear

The moment Serena's phone came on, it started
ringing, and on checking the caller, she realised it was
her father.

when u think u r been smart somethings will come in between.. things might not b the same again and it might be too disastrous
d9ty7 Tnx for d updates

Kai c gobe 4 serena ah..

kingphilip:

Tnx dear

u'r wlcm

CHAPTER 6
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Serena was already shivering before she answered the call. Not because she feared that her father was home yet, because she knew her father was far away in Ikire, Osun state on the construction of the Ikire-Apomu road and the chances of her father having a change of plan is quite slim, and he couldn't have been home yet, even if he was done for the day, he would definitely show up in his office and from there come home. The only option left was that, maybe her father didn't travel afterall, and has been in the office all day, and now he had reached home.
"Hello dad." She stammered.
"Hello, Serena. Where are you?" His voice sounded cool and comforting which eased the tension within are. Afterall, he didn't know if she was home or not.
"I am in Stephanie's place, you know her, don't you?" She replied.
And invisible hand landed on her cheeks five consecutive times and she almost lost balance.
"What are you doing in that witch's place?" His voice boomed.
"Are you there? Serena?" She heard his cool voice talking once again.
Afterall, she had imagined the whole slapping scenerio, no one could have slapped anybody throught the phone. The whitemen are yet to make such phones where you can have direct contact with the person you are calling.
Is she really having a problem? Is she loosing her mind? Why would she imagine her father slapping her when he was not there with her?
"Serena, are you there?" He asked gently. This time, more gentle than he had spoken the first time. Maybe he realised too that, he was going too hard on her.
"Yes dad, am still here." She replied pulling herself together.
"Go into my room, you'll see a plastic master card on my bedside drawer, help me dictate the pin numbers that you see on it." Her father explained.
Serena couldn't pretend that she didn't hear him.
"Okay sir, I'll call you back." She replied.
"I called you. Just walk into my room and do what I asked you to do. I'll wait." Her father said authoritatively.
Serena didn't know when the phone slipped from her hand and came down crashing on the tiled floor.
"What's the matter?" Stephanie asked.
"I am in trouble." Serena said as she quickly picked up her phone, put the back cover in place and slid it into the back pocket of her jean trouser. She looked around the room for something she didn't put there and then she saw it, a sum of five hundred naira was lying on Stephanie's reading table. She picked it up and rushed out of the room.
"Serena, that's my money. You purse is here." Stephanie called after her.
Serena ignored her and raced out of the house without even bothering to greet Steph's mum.
"Serena, even you laptop is here." Stephanie called as she ran after her friend.
By the time she got outside, Serena's bike was just taking off. She returned into the house dejectedly, one, because she had missed the chance of spending the whole afternoon gisting and gossiping with her friend, two she would have to either go to her tutorial centre or stay at home and end up watching live broadcasts from churches.
"What's wrong with your friend?" Her mother asked her immediately she walked into the house.
She ignored her mother and walked into her room. She knew she had offended her mum for that little action of hers and she would definitely pay for it.
Three minutes later, she stepped into the living room with a bag hung on her back as she was dressed in a pink top and a black jean trouser and her hair packed to a ponytail.
"Its better you return to that room of yours and drop your bag." Her mother said.
She knew it would come to this. She had offended her mum quite a number of times today alone, first she cut her mum short when she was talking in an offensive way, now she ignored her. These are just way too much.
"Mum, I am off to lesson." She said.
"There is no lesson today. Go in and drop your bag and immediately, you come and join me here. You need the word of God, you don't talk to your parents like that." Her mother replied.
"Mum, please." Stephanie pleaded.
"Why are you pleading? You are running from the word of God? Don't be ridiculous. Common bring your buttocks and join me here now." The tone of finality was in her voice.
She decided to use another approach.
"Mum! If you don't allow me to go to lesson today, I will end up failing my exam. I won't score up to the cut off mark." She threatened.
Her mum bursted into laughter.
"And you will spend an extra year at home doing nothing. Maybe you'll use that opportunity to learn a trade."
she reluctantly dropped her bag on the floor and shamefully sat beside her mother.
"Your boyfriend is waiting? Tell him your mum told you not to go out. I know you are not going to any lesson." Her mother said.
She ignored her mother and kept her eyes glued to the tv screen.

--to be continued--

I hope something bad will not happen to Serena o.
Oga D9ty7 welcm bak..hope say dc is nt all 4 2day o?

Darus05:
I hope something bad will not happen to Serena o.
Oga D9ty7 welcm bak..hope say dc is nt all 4 2day o?

You know I don't do, one update per day. I will definitely drop more, but right now, my phone is down.

Thanks For the Update!!!

Bad girl

Thanks for the mention and updates

Dis Mr. Thomas toh badt ooh. Serena felt she's smart

welcome back oga. I'm really enjoying this story