Aliyah and the witch 8

ALIYA AND THE WITCH SYNDICATE

EPISODE 8

WRITTEN BY REMI THE WRITER

In the grand hall of Pelican Girls High School, the air was thick with anticipation. 

"Today, we witnessed a spectacle of true athleticism," the sport master began, his voice spread across the hall.

 "The blue and pink house, valiant in their efforts, sadly they secured the fourth position. 

The red house, fierce competitors, claimed third. The yellow house, with their unwavering spirit, took second."

A hush fell over the crowd as he paused,

"But it was Dorcas," he continued,

 "Whose prowess on the football field led the green house to triumph, despite their struggles in other events."

The green house erupted into cheers, chanting Dorcas's name in a rhythm that matched their beating hearts. 

The news of Dorcas's triumph spread through the school like wildfire, the principal was marveled at the junior girl's agility and made a decision that would send shockwaves through the halls of Pelican Girls.

First time in Pelican Girls High school a junior student was made a sport prefect at jss1,

Dorcas became the talk of the school

replacing Christabel, the n0t0rious leader of the fat girls  that had once thrêatened dorcas and her friends.

Aliya and Sammy, could hardly believe the news. Fear etched their faces as they approached her with trepidation.

"Dorcas, you're the best in football, we know," Aliya said, as her voice laced with worry. 

"But to be the sports prefect? Do you understand the weight of that title?"

 "Accepting this... it's like signing our own d00m. Christabel and her followers will come after us,"Sammy chimed in.

Dorcas's heart sank. The offer was rare, a chance to shine, but at what cost? Her life and the lives of her friends were at stake.

Meanwhile, Christabel fought t00th and nail to keep her position as the sport prefect. 

But the principal stood firm; this was his domain, and he could make just anyone to replace her,

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  Christabel had  already repeated ss3 thrice, and her mean parents don't care if she spends her whole life in secondary school, so it's time he replace her with the junior students.

Dorcas found herself among the senior prefects, The senior girls' cold demeanor at meetings made her feel unwelcome,

 And fear took root in her heart. She confided in the principal, who reassured her with a firm resolve.

"She might be small, but she's mighty," he would say. "She's one of you now, whether junior or not."

Gradually, Dorcas began to find her place among the seniors. Even the other fat girls who had once scorned her now extended the hand of friendship, albeit under the principal's authority.

Dorcas hardly get the chance to play or gist with aliya and Sammy, she would return to her bed late at nights, eating surplus foods the seniors had giving her.

The whole thing kept Aliya and Sammy worried,

 "Dorcas what's happening with you, we thought we're best friends, while associating yourself with those êvil girls," aliya and Sammy question her unusual behavior.

Dorcas's response was sharp  against their accusations.

"Nothing is happening to me, am just doing my job as a prefect, that's all".

"But the closeness is much......". before aliya could finish her statements, dorcas shut her up.

"I see, both of you are just jealous, am excelling, why can't you guys just be happy for me, 

That's what true friends do," dorcas snapped at them once again as she beckoned her bed angrily,

 Leaving Aliya and Sammy staring at each other with surprise rulling their countenance.

She collapse on the bed with her eye brows furrowing, just then she remembered the food she had hide under her bed, specially made for prefects.

Without wasting much of her time she brought the food container out and began to eat it ravenously, after she was done, she collapsed on her bed.

Laughters echoed in dorca's eardrums as she laid down on her bed.

Her eyes snapped opened with fear on her countenance, her heart raced,

 As she surveyed the dormitory. Aliya and Sammy lay in their peaceful slumber, oblivious to her disturbance.

No one was there apart from them, and no  trace of the mysterious laughters she had heard in her sleep.

With a sigh, Dorcas retreated beneath her blanket, calming her nerves, perhaps she had a nightmare, coaxing her mind back to sleep.

 As soon as she had closed her eyes, she found herself transported to a place of nightmares.

Red cloth hanged around the walls, bl00dstains splattered across the floor like macabre art.

 The seniors of Pelican Girls High School encircled her, their laughter was a cacophony of mådness.

Confusion and terror warred within dorcas.

 "What's happening? Where am I?" The questions reeled in her unconsciousness 

She tried to run, but an invisible force dragged her back to their mist. 

"You can't escape, sport prefect. Did you really think you could leave? This is where you belong now."

They held a black pot  forcing her to drink from it,

Initiating her into their secretive coven, Dorcas stood still right in front of them, staring absentmindedly like a doll,

 The witches dressed her in their red garb, painted her face with powders, and welcomed her into their mists.

TO BE CONTINUED....