Aliyah and the witch 7

ALIYA AND THE WITCH SYNDICATE

EPISODE 7

WRITTEN BY REMI THE WRITER

The room grew colder, as soon as they had finished what they message of the letter holds.

"What do we do now?" Dorcas's voice broke the silence, with her eyes unable to meet those of her friends.

"We can't just keep quiet. What if they're coming for us like they said?" Sammy's voice quivered, as her hands clasped on top of her head as if to hold together her fraying nerves.

"I don't want to d!e now," she whispered.

"No one is dyïng," Aliya declared, furrowing her eyebrows,  her resolve hardening as she crumpled the note and tossed it into a nearby the waste bin.

 "We will pretend as if we didn't see anything. In fact, let's just forget we read a thrèat letter."

Her words were meant to be reassuring, but they only caused Dorcas and Sammy to exhale deeply.

"Let's just tell the principal. This is what he was talking about earlier at the assembly ground, about the strange students and..."

 Sammy's plea was cut short by Aliya's interjection.

"And what will you tell him? That kìller seniors are in his school? Do you think he's going to believe us, the junior students, over the seniors? If you try that, you're already dïgging our grave."

"But what about our parents?" Sammy countered, her brows furrowed in frustrati0n.

"At least if the principal and the school authorities turn a deaf ear to our crîes, our parents will surely believe us," she argued, with her gaze challenging Aliya's.

"My parents are no more. The only family I have now is my aunt from my dad's side, 

And she doesn't give a dãmn about me," Dorcas interjected, as her voice laced with bïtterness. 

"She doesn't care if I go to school or eat. Plus, I get maltreatment from my cousins. 

I had to go live with my grandmother from my mother's side instead. I wouldn't want her to worry about this whole issue. This school was her dream for me."

Aliya nodded, understanding Dorcas's plight. "Aliya is right. Telling our parents and guardians isn't the best move.

 We have to learn to grow up. I don't want us to be 'cry babies.' We can take care of ourselves," she affirmed.

The debate settled into a tense silence as the girls dispersed to their respective classes for the evening lessons. 

The teacher's arrival brought a temporary reprieve from their troubles, but as the day waned and they returned to their hostels, the gravity of their situation loomed over them.

Aliya and Sammy, we're not in talking terms,  Dorcas attempted to bridge their grudges against each other, but her efforts were no use.

         ~THE NEXT DAY~

The bell's chime echoed through the corridors of Pelican Girls high school.

 Signaling the start of the most anticipated sports awareness event.

 Excitement buzzed in the air as both the junior students from all houses gathered around the school premises, clad in their vibrant house colors. 

Aliya and Sammy, both members of the Yellow House, stood side by side, yet the chill of their unresolved conflict hung between them,

 Dorcas, adorned in the Green House's hues, watched her friends from a distance, her heart was heavy with concern for them,

The competition was fierce, with the Yellow, Red, and Pink Houses claiming medals in the marching and racing events. 

Aliya and Sammy, despite their strained relationship, were crowned queen and princess of the marching competition.

As the day progressed, the soccer field became the arena for the next challenge.

 Aliya and Sammy, who shared a mutual disdain for football, watched with trepidation as Dorcas was selected to participate, soccer wasn't a feminine kind of sport  but the school had no choice than to make it mandatory.

The seniors' sudden interest in joining the football match sent a chill of fear down the junior girls spines,

Aliya and Sammy exchanged worried glances as the fat three imposing senior girls took to the field, their intentions clear as they eyed the younger players with predatory focus.

The match commenced, and the field was soon filled with laughter and shouts as players stumbled and chased the elusive ball, most junior girls fell down easily while the ball rolls freely.

 But the humor faded when the senior girls targeted Dorcas, their tackles were more malicious than competitive.

From the sidelines, Aliya and Sammy became guardians, signaling warnings to Dorcas as the seniors closed in. 

The first collision was inevitable, but what followed was nothing short of miraculous.

 It turns out whenever Dorcas  is with the ball, the seniors tend to slide beneath her so that they could both get their legs towards Dorcas's legs so that they could înjure her but then something happened.

 One of the seniors brought out their legs with power to break down Dorcas's legs but then, to everyone's surprise dorcas lifted up herself together with the ball and then the three seniors clashed into each other sprawling to the ground.

The whole school erupted in cheers,

 "Dorcas! Dorcas! Dorcas!" 

The sports master's whistle pierced the air, granting a momentary pause to the frenzied game. 

The Green House erupted in adulation, surrounding their newfound winner.

"How were you able to do all that?" they marveled in unison.

Aliya and Sammy, united in their admiration, rushed to embrace Dorcas.

 "You're fantabulous, my friend, our future Messi bride," 

Aliya exclaimed, her earlier animosity

"Noo, football isn't my thing, oo?" Dorcas laughed, deflecting the praise with a humility that only endeared her more to her peers.

"How were you able to do that? You've never played football before, even while we were in primary school"

You're  now a celebrity overnight!" 

Aliya interjected, as her curiosity piqued by Dorcas's unexpected prowess.

Before Dorcas could reply, Sammy''s sharp intake of breath drew their attention. 

"Hey guys, turn around."

They turned to see the three seniors, now joined by a larger group, their gestures were menacing as they pointed toward Dorcas.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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