💖 The Loverboys💖
(She’s Megan’s mum!)
Episode 33
By: Faith Lucky.
Jeanne’s pov:
I waswas really so nervous.
I mean, I was expecting Alex to do the worst to me, but his silence was something else.
He didn’t join us for breakfast today. And after breakfast, Molly and I left for school.
So many thoughts kept flashing throu-gh my mind.
And today was Tuesday.
Oh! That means the Loverboys will be attending Mr Leonard’s further maths clas-s.
Wow!
But I was still worried about Alex.
Why didn’t he react to the coffee stuff? Could he have something in mind?
Oh, God! I was so nervous.
I have a feeling I might get into trouble. I just hope my instincts are wrong.
We received the first two clas-ses and next, it was time for further maths, which of course, the Loverboys were bound to come.
We all settled on our seats, awaiting Mr Leonard to come in.
Just then, Kim walked in with two of the lovergirls.
Wow! She was looking as dazzling as ever.
She was putting on a short pink go-wn and a pair of blue sneakers and trust me, she was damn so h0t.
The entire students turned to admire her as she walked gracefully and surprisingly, she c@m£ to my seat.
Yes, where I was.
What the heck?
“Hey” she said lowly as she stood in front of me.
I gulped nervously and looked at them.
What could these lovergirls possibly want from me?
“G…Good morning, miss Megan” I greeted nervously.
“Hi” one of the girls behind her waved at me.
“I want to have a word with you – in pri-vate” Megan said and started walking away and one of the girls signalled me to follow and I was startled.
Do they really want me to come with them?
But why?
I swallowed ha-rd and sluggishly stood up, following them.
We didn’t go far; just the next pas-sage after the clas-s.
What could these ladies want from me? I hope I haven’t done anything wrong.
“Listen to me, Jeanne” Kim said immediately we got to the pas-sage and they st©pped walking.
“I have something important to tell you” she paused and ru-bbe-d her palms together.
Okay; what is going on?
We both stood, facing each other and I was really curious.
“I don’t want to have any problems with you, Jeanne” she continued. “That’s why I want you to do exactly as I say.
“Quit the nanny job and leave the Loverboys mansion”.
That sounded like a bomb explosion to me.
What?
What the hell is she talking about?
Why does she want me to leave the mansion?
I stuttered and couldn’t think of what to say.
“Ma’am…”
“I want it done in the next 24 hours. Consider this a warning.”
And with that, she walked away with her crew.
Wow!
is this for real?
No. She’s got to be joking.
Why on earth does she want me to quit the nanny Job in the next 24 hours? What could be the problem?
Oh, God!
I remained standing there for a while. What do I do about it? .
I’m not re-ady to quit the job.
What will happen to Molly? She nee-ds someone to take care of her.
Oh, God!
I buried my face in my palms, lost in thoughts. I nee-d to think of a way out of this.
After a while, I returned to the clas-s and oops! Mr Leonard had alre-ady commenced teaching. And the Loverboys were there as well.
OMG!
Hold on; Alex was sitting next to my seat; like, where my bag was kept.
What?
Does this have to happen all the time?
Oh, Alex!
I slowly started walking in, thinking of how I’m gonna sit next to Alex again.
“Where are you coming from, young lady?” Mr Leonard asked on my way in and I st©pped walking.
Oh-oh.
“Uhm…sorry sir. I just made use of the restroom” I replied twitchy, hoping he doesn’t go any further.
He turned back to the board and resumed with the equation he was solving and I went ahead to my seat – next to Alex.
I didn’t know if I was to greet him or just stay quiet. I was too nervous. What would his reaction be?
He didn’t even look at me, but just stared throu-gh the window.
and I noticed a bluetooth ear piece was connected in his ear.
Oh, my! Mr Leo probably has no idea about this. And I’m pretty sure he’s listening to songs right now.
He wasn’t even with a pen or a piece of paper, just his phones and car keys.
This guy’s so such a lazy as-s.
I wonder if he knows any other thing aside music.
I sighed and tried focusing on Mr Leonard. But my mind was kind of restless as I kept thinking about what Kim said.
Why does she want me to quit the job?
And what’s gonna happen if I don’t?
“You all should solve this equation in your books” Mr Leonard said when he was throu-gh solving two examples on the board.
“I’ll go round and check out your works in 3 minutes” he said and the students started working on it immediately.
I looked at the equation and copied it down in my book and started solving.
Alex was the only one not busy because he didn’t come with a book. Even the rest of the Loverboys were writing.
“You’re doing it the wrong way” I heard someone say and being taken abacked, I lifted my eyes to see/confirm whom it was.
What?
He sat up and collected the book and pen from me, placing it in front of him.
With my eyes opened wi-de like they wanted to bur-st out, I watched muddledly as he solved the equation in my book.
What? Is this for real?
Is Alex really writing in my book?
Good heavens!
In less than a minute, he was throu-gh with what he was doing and he slided the book back to my locker.
Good lord!
Alex really t©uçhed and wrote in my book!
Whaat?
I stared at him gobsma-cked and didn’t know what to say, if I was to thank him or what.
I was too transfixed.
I was actually waiting for the coffee blast, and now, this?
“Okay; time up. Let’s see what you got” Mr Leonard’s voice broke into my thoughts and that was when I could st©p staring at Alex.
Gosh!
It really looks like a film trick.
Mr Leo started going throu-gh the students books, first from the front row.
He checked all the students there and confirmed it to be wrong.
Then, he got to our row .
“Where’s your solution, Alex?” He asked and Alex opened his palms.
“I didn’t come with a book” he replied non-challantly.
Mr Leo scoffed.
“Are you kidding me?
How can you think of coming to clas-s without your writing materials?”
He paused and sighed.
“I’ve been warning you about this, Alex. You nee-d to take your studies more seriously. Acting this way won’t do you any good, son.”
“Yes, mum” Alex replied and few of the students chuckled -including me.
Mr Leo sighed and shook his head and moved over to me.
I showed him my solution and after going throu-gh it, he nodded satisfactorily.
“Good job, Jeanne. Impressive. You’re the first student who’s getting it correctly” he said with a light smile and I just bowed and awaited him to move to the next table.
I turned and looked at Alex who was trying not to state at me.
This is unbelievable. I can’t believe he’s such a genius.
Even I who was so good at maths would’ve gotten it wrongly if not for him.
So, why does he hate skipping clas-ses?
I cleared my throat and looked at him again.
I nee-ded to say something.
“T…Thank you, s…sir” I said nervously, but he didn’t look at me or reply.
Then, I took in a de-ep breath and stared down at the table.
☆☆☆
I went for my training afterwards and miss Beatrice gave us some new skills and after that, we were asked to perform one after the other.
“Good job. You all are impressive” miss Beatrice said when we were done.
“And you, Jeanne, I like the improvement in your dance steps. Keep it up” she said to me and I smiled shyly and bowed.
Wow!
It seems I’m really ma-king a great change.
Then she went ahead to remind us of the training coming to an end in 2 days and on the 3rd day would be the voting.
Gosh!
I’m really so nervous right now.
When we were done, I decided to go out. But on my way out, I accidentally bu-mped into Tasha, stepping on her toes.
Oh, no.
“Are you blind?” She asked immediately as she crossed her hands and faced me.
“Oh, my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to.” I said hastily, hoping she gets over it.
“Simply because your dance steps improved, it’s alre-ady affecting your sight, huh?” She asked and I flin-ched.
Don’t tell me she’s doing all these because she’s jealous.
“Hey, she apologised alre-ady, right? Let it go” I heard someone say and I turned to see Megan stepping in.
Tasha scoffed and turned to her.
“Can her worthless apology get her stupid dirt off my foot?” She asked angrily.
“Well, I suggest you cut it off, then.” Megan replied and took my hand.
“Come on, Jeanne. I wonder why you’re wasting your time with such a pillock” she said and walked out with me and I could hear Tasha g@sp.
Oh my God!
This Megan really has some nerves.
I laughed.
“Hah! Thank you Megan” I said immediately we got outside.
She smiled and faced me.
“it’s nothing. But you really nee-d to have some guts, Jeanne. Learn to fight back.
“By the way, I’m sorry once more for the other day…”
“We’ve talked about it, Megan” I interrupted with a smile.
“I un-derstand. You don’t have to keep apologising”.
She sighed and hvgged me.
“Why don’t we have some snacks? Come on, bill’s on me” she said and I agreed and we left for the canteen together.
“So, who’s your role model?” She asked as she set two trays of cookies and canned drink on the table where we sat.
“Uhm…I don’t have one, yet.” I replied.
“Initially, it was Kim, but not any more”.
“Great” she said with a nod.
“And you. Do you have one?” I asked.
“Of course! Mira – the dance diva.” She replied excitedly.
Mira! Isn’t that Daniel’s ex girlfriend?
“Do you also like her?” She asked.
“Uhm…kind of; not really”
“Oh, Jeanne. I think you should make her your role model. She’s perfect and I adore her far more than Kim or whatever her proud name might be.
“Here; take a look at some of her pictures”
She opened her phone and gave it to me and I started going throu-gh the pictures of Mira.
Wow!
She had like a thousand pictures of hers on her phone. It seems she’s really obsessed with her – the same way I was obsessed with Kim.
“She’s beautiful” I complimented, still going throu-gh the pictures.
“Of course she is. She actually won an award last year un-der the CCG as the best female dancer in America. Ewen Kim couldn’t beat her to it”. She replied happily.
I kept sliding and c@m£ across a picture of she – Megan – with a cute boy.
“Oh! That’s my…ex” she said lowly and bit herl-ips.
“Wow! What happened between you two?” I asked, surprised.
“Uhm…don’t really know. He just changed” she replied and I decided not to pressure her about it since it was obvious she didn’t want to discuss it.
I kept sliding and found lots of his pictures in there.
Obviously, she was still in love with him.
Then, I c@m£ across a picture of she and a pretty young woman together.
What?
Wait!
I know this -lady- woman.
Yes!
She’s the same lady we had almost knocked down the other day on our way to school; the one who had said: *you’ve really become this pretty huh?*
The one I had seen at that p@rty. The one who looks familiar to me.
Yes!
How come she’s with Megan?
“Megan,” I called as I turned the phone to her direction.
“Wh…Who’s that woman with you?” I asked, curiously.
Megan looked at the picture and smiled.
“That’s my mum” she replied and my eyes beamed.
What?
She’s Megan’s mum?
💖 The Loverboys💖
(Why’s she scared of Alex?)
Episode 34
By: Faith Lucky.
Jeanne’s Pov:
“Is there something wrong?’ She asked as I kept staring at the picture.
“Jeanne?” She called again, also becoming curious.
I can’t believe that lady’s Megan’s mum.
But come to think of it; could it be possible she recognised me and that was the reason she wanted me to leave when I had followed Megan home the other day?
Could it be possible…she’s someone from my past, but doesn’t want to as-sociate with me?
I took my eyes back to Megan.
“Uhm…Megan,” I called and she rose her brows.
She clearly wanted to hear what I had to say.
“Your mum…I want to speak with her” I said and she flin-ched.
“My…my mum?” She stuttered and I nodded.
I took in a de-ep breath.
“Listen to me, Megan. There’s something you don’t know about me. I…I lost my memories and was found and adopted by the man who I take to be my father. But the truth is, I don’t have a single idea where I come from. I don’t know my family or anyone from my past.” I enthused and her eyes dilated in surprise.
“Oh, my God! Are…are you serious?” She asked bewildered.
I know I don’t like telling people about it; but right now, I nee-d her help.
“You don’t know where you come from?” She asked again and I nodded.
“H…How did this happen? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
I sighed and brushed my hair backwards.
“So…how does that connect to my mum?” She asked after a pause.
I cli-cked my ton-gue and leaned forward.
“I…I think your mum knows me, Megan. I mean, from my past” I said and she winced.
“Wh…What?”
“Yeah. There was a day Molly and I were on our way to school and we had almost knocked her down with our car. I rushed out immediately to apologise to her, but when she saw me, she said something like:
*you’ve really become this pretty, huh?*
“And with the way she had stared at me, so confusing; it was obvious she knew me; like I could feel it”.
I paused and t©uçhed my hair.
she was staring speechlessly at me.
“I know this might sound crazy, Megan, but, I’d really appreciate it if you could help me get to her. I…I really wanna see her; get to talk to her and see if she could help me with any piece of information”.
I concluded and stared into her face, expecting a positive reply.
Oh, God! I really hope she finds it reasonable.
“Wow” she scoffed and didn’t say any other thing for a while.
“So, you…you’re suspecting my mum?” she asked.
“No, no, no. It’s not the way you think, Megan…”
“it’s alright, Jeanne.” She cut in with a light smile.
“Like I said, my mum is one of a kind. She’s weird, and I know it. And I won’t doubt it if you tell me such stuff about her.
“So, don’t worry, I’m willing to help” she said and my eyes beamed.
“You…you will?” I asked ecstatically.
Megan’s Pov:
I’ve always known there was something fishy about mum.
I mean, despite the fact she was my mother, I still knew she had a really hvge big psst. So, I’m not exactly surprised with what Jeanne said. And besides, I really want to help her.
I couldn’t take her to the house again; no. Mum would definitely throw her out.
So, I told her of a plan- a way we could get mum to come over to the studio.
I sat, facing her, and made the call.
“Mum?” I said painfully on the phone.
“Megan?” She also called.
“Mum!” I cried.
“I really nee-d your help, mum. plea-se. I can’t move. My whole b©dy seems to be on fire and I feel like falling.”
She scoffed.
“Wh…what’re you talking about? Where’re you?”
“I’m in still in the studio, mum. plea-se, I really nee-d you to come over and get me home. plea-se, mum” i said in a whimper and it was obvious she was alre-ady worried.
“Where the hell is your driver?” She asked.
“I’ve been trying to reach him, but he said the car broke down and is at the mechanic.
I’m so scared, mum. plea-se, I really nee-d to get out of here. Take me home”.
She sighed.
“I can’t come over, Megan. Just…just get a cab”
“Didn’t you get me, mum? I can’t move!”.
“Well, I seriously can’t come over. Ask someone there to give you a ride.”
“There’s no one to ask!”
I bur-sted into tears immediately – on the phone.
But seriously, I wonder why mum’s avoiding coming to the studio.
Right from the first day I enrolled here as one of the trainees, she warned me never to involve her in anything I do regarding the studio.
“Are the Loverboys in?” She asked after a long silence.
“No” I replied quic-kly, although I wasn’t sure.
But, it’s been quite long I saw the Loverboys here.
But why’s she concerned about them?
She didn’t say any other thing, but only ended the call.
“is she coming?” Jeanne asked immediately, her eyes gushing.
“Of course” I replied with a smile.
Jeanne’s Pov:
I really hope this whole thing work. I really want to talk to Megan’s mum.
I stood at the facade of the studio, awaiting her to arrive.
Megan was away; so I could have enough time to talk to her before she’d show up.
I stood there nervously and finally, her car arrived.
Wow!
Finally.
I stood and watched as she drove in her red flashy jeep and parked a little distance from the gate.
She c@m£ out of the car, looking all gorgeous.
She was putting on a short black go-wn that expo-sed the whole of her che-st, hiding just her n!ppl!s.
Then, a set of black heels and black spe-cks on her eyes.
She was very young and pretty and I wonder what age she might have given birth to Megan.
She brou-ght out her phone and seemed to be ma-king a call and I guess she was trying to contact Megan.
Okay; this is my chance.
I ru-bbe-d my palms together and walked to her direction.
She didn’t look at me until I finally got to where she was and I couldn’t tell if she was surprised or not because of the specs she was putting on.
I stood in front of her, staring at her and she stared back at me.
For a moment, I was speechless.
Then, she took off her specs and I could now stare into her sparkling eyes.
“G…Good day, ma’am” I greeted nervously and she gawped at me.
She stared at me for a while and didn’t say anything; not immediately.
“Good day” she finally replied and took her eyes back to her phone.
“Uhm…ma’am; do you remember me?” I asked and she lifted her eyes from her phone and sh0t me a stare.
“No, I don’t” she replied simply and placed her phone on her ear.
It seemed she was calling Megan, but she wasn’t picking up.
“Uhm, ma’am” I called and cleared my throat.
“I’m the same lady that had almost knocked you down the other day. Do you remember? I had helped you from the floor”.
She sighed and brushed her hair.
“Yeah” was all she said as she continued with her phone.
She obviously didn’t want to talk to me.
“Ma’am, do you, perhaps, know me from somewhere? You look pretty familiar to me” I said.
“I’ve told you before, right? I don’t know you”.
“But…The other day, when we first met, you had said something like: *I’ve really become this pretty*
“Wh…what did you mean by that?”
She gawped at me and didn’t say anything immediately.
“Ma’am…”
“Listen to me, young lady, I have no idea who you are, okay? And that day, I had only meant to say you were pretty. Whatever you heard was a mistake” she replied quic-kly with a sigh.
Oh, God! This woman’s really proving difficult. How do I get to her?
“plea-se, ma’am, if there’s anything you know about me, I’d really want to hear it. You look so familiar to me and I…I have a feeling we’ve met before” I said and hoped she’d be able to spill something out.
But, at that moment, I noticed a different look in her eyes.
She seemed to be staring elsewhere and with the way she looked, it was obvious she was surprised – scared.
I turned to the direction she was staring at and saw Alex walking with some guards, although, he was far away and wasn’t staring our direction.
I flin-ched and looked at Megan’s mum.
Was she really staring at Alex?
And why does she look so scared all of a sudden?
“Ma’am…” I tried calling, but immediately, she opened her car and ran in; like, her b©dy was shaking as she did.
“Ma’am…” I called and stood by her window.
What is going on?
Before I could say any other thing to her, she started the car and took off immediately.
I stood abacked and watched blearily as she drove out the gate. She even left Megan behind.
What could be wrong with her?
Why’s she running away from Alex?
Why’s she scared of him?
Could she have something personal with him and doesn’t want him to see her?
But, what could it be?
TBC.