A/N:

Yesssssss, as I promised. I'm here😗

Soooooooooo, this chapter is the collaboration with Dedun_Herself and I'm nervous and excited😂❤️.

Okayyyyyyyy, I really don't have anything else to say.

I really hope you enjoy this chapter😗❤️, so here goes nothing...😔



~13 - THE ACTUAL START °

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" I never imagined it'll get to this..."
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~Toyo

It was finally Saturday evening, and yes, I was excited. I needed to take a break from reality, party the night away and have an entire evening of fun.

"Which shoes do you think will go better with my dress?" I turned my attention to the dark skinned girl, a white towel wrapped around her body, and another one wrapped around her head. She has two shoes in her hands, a six inches black Lv slip on heels, and a nude two inches slip on block heel.

"Rita, go with the black heel. It'll be perfect." I told her. Smiling, she responded, "I also thought so. And by the way, why aren't you dressed? You'll make us late ooo," she complained.

"Babes chill, I'll get dressed in a bit." I waved my hand at her, disseminating her and going back to my phone.

Honestly, it kind of makes me feel a little bit unsettled that Anjola and Peace weren't coming along but, oh well, it's not the first time I'll be going somewhere without them. I wished their parents would've let them come along though.

"Toyosi!"

Rita, stop shouting!" I shouted back, not bothering to look in her direction.

"The boys are here!" She shouted at me, again.

Why are we shouting seff?

"The boys are here?" I asked, turning to look at her this time. She was already dressed.

"That was what I said," she looked adorably angry, folding her arms across her chest, looking at me like she'd kill me on the spot if I uttered anything stupid.

"You look pretty," I complimented her, trying to calm her harmless anger. Oh, and I wasn't kidding, she was looking gorgeous.

She was wearing a milk colored flair dress that did well to compliment her chocolate dark skin, the shiny material hugging her tiny waist, then flowing down her tiny frame, stopping a few inches below her mid thigh, her slim long legs in full display. It had a golden thin strap, with exaggerated long sleeves. The six inches Louis Vuitton slip on heels were perfect. she had her long braids in a bun atop her head, the lightest make up applied on her face and even so, she looked like a Barbie doll, only darker. Rita was damn pretty, she was hot.



"I know right?!" She was back to her bubbly self, doing a twirl to show off her outfit. "Lemme do something," she said, excitedly walking towards the door, then turning to face me. "Watch me o," she said seriously, demanding that I pinned all of my attention on her, which I gladly did.

She struck a pose, her legs spread apart, one hand akimbo, and the other atop her head, her head raised up a little bit, face inclined to the left a little bit, no smiles. She looked serious, like we were at a photoshoot session or something. A smile found its way to my lips.

"Don't just stare, take a picture," she whined and I picked up my phone and got to work. Taking multiple pictures and videos of the brown skinned girl.

"Oya go and get dressed," she hurriedly walked towards me, picking up my bag and throwing my clothes all over the place, in search of the perfect one. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. She finally settled for a wool nude brown baggy top and a grey checkered flag short skirt.

"Oh and this would go better with your brown bag," I squealed, running in her closet to get the channel brown bag, showing it excitedly to her. "Don't you think?" I asked her.

She smiled, picking up a pair of black knee high boots. "And these shoes are purrrfect!" She screamed that I feared we might loose the roof of the entire house. "Oya come and dress before you-"

The sound of her iPhone ringing, diverted her attention from me, totally. "It's Precious," she beamed before accepting the call and pressing it against her ear.

"My love," she cooed and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Wait lemme put in on speaker before Toyosi will start calling me an ashewo," she shot me a look before I heard a beep, indicating that it was now on loud speaker.

"Don't mind Rita oo," I said laughing.

"Ehn? Please mind me oo," she screamed into the phone, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her display of pettiness.

"Enough with the banters," a male voice erupted from her phone's speaker, a voice I recognized to be David's. "Where una dey, abeg?" He sounded frustrated. "We've been here for thirty minutes now and una never show face," he complained.

"It's not me oo, it's not my fault abeg." My petty friend was rapping into her phone. "I swear, I'm dressed already. It's Toyosi that has not worn anything oo,"

"Rita, shut up!" I screamed at her

"Toyosi, why na?" Precious spoke, laughter seeping through his voice.

"Rita I'll kill you, I promise!" I deadpanned, picking up my clothes and walking into the closet to get changed.

"We'll be down in a few," I said before disappearing from Rita's sight and into the closet.

In a matter of minutes, I was clad in my outfit, looking pretty in it. I applied a little bit of foundation, lined my eyes and added nude lipgloss to my pink lips. I let my black braids fall over my shoulders, and finally decorated my ears with round white pearl studs. Slinging my bag over my shoulder, I took a long glance at my reflection in the mirror.

No doubt, me seff I fine small.



I did a few poses in front of the full length mirror before me, before finally walking out of the closet.

"Oh, she finally got out," she spoke into her phone. I should be surprised that she's still on the phone with the boys, but I wasn't, Rita is a crazy specie.

"Oya let's go ooo," I called out to her.

"Okay, we'll be down in a bit, bye!" She finally hung up.

"How lit do you think Kam's party is going to be?" She asked me immediately we left her room, walking through the cream and gold colored corridors, decorated with pictures of Rita, her sisters and their mum. It was warming, comforting, just to walk through the corridors.

"Answer me na," she whined tapping me lightly on the shoulders.

"Uh, I don't think Kam has ever thrown a party that isn't dope ass lit," I answered her question

"Right?" She exclaimed, causing a smile to spread across my lips.

Kamsiyochukwu Kyson Ozor, Kam, hot shot model in the modelling industry. He's been everywhere on social media recently, the face of Scoop magazine and Luxe scents. Guy has been bagging numerous deals in the past months, his name growing bigger by the second.

Yes, I knew so much about him, I mean who didn't? Guy has been everywhere on social media, we even got to know about his party on Instagram.

"You know," Rita started, pulling me away from my thoughts, my attention pinned on her as she continued, "I was thinking we should do a photoshoot with Kam, for the new clothing line I've been wanting to open," she finished, excitement eluding from her in waves.

"The clothing line you've been talking about since we were in SS1?" I asked her, my forehead creasing in slight confusion.

"Exactly, you get me so well!" She screamed again and I found myself covering my ears with my palms. "I'll finally open the clothing line once we're done with secondary school," she cooed, doing a little twirl, before taking a left turn that led us to the stairs.

"Pretty nice idea," I replied her, beaming. "What would you name it though?" I asked her as I carefully took the stairs down, holding dearly onto the railings.

"Emah's fits?" She suggested.

"Boring," I dismissed

"Seams by Riri?"

"Lame," I debunked.

"Oh how about R!TA, an exclamation replacing the letter i?" She asked, turning to face me this time, her face lit up in a wide smile, perfect white teeth on full display.

"Purrrfect!" I squealed in response

"Okuuuuur!" She returned the energy, pulling me in for a side hug.

"Took you guys long enough," I turned to look in the direction of the light skinned boy, sprawled out over one of the couches, phone in hand, lazily scrolling through.

"My love," Rita cooed from besides me running towards precious, hugging him from behind the couch and pressing a short kiss on his forehead.

"Riri," he smirked, looking at her like she was a precious gem or something, but we all knew better.

Precious Chinaza Okonkwo, Melville high's crowned hottest guy and play boy of the year could flirt with anything that looked like a pretty woman, only a bit laid back when it came to total strangers.

"Ashewo," I said to her, a knowing grin playing on my lips.

"Proudly," she replied, punctuating it with a casual shrug.

"Omoh, Temi must hear this," I teased her, watching her features morph into something I recognized as false hurt.

"Toyosi, one million and Rita, zero." She read out the scores from the invisible board that she was writing on in her hand.

"Toyo B!" I didn't need anybody to tell me who was speaking. I turned in the direction of the voice to see my best friend walking out of the kitchen, a smirn off can in hand. I smiled, involuntarily.

"Hottest! Finest! Opoor! Ahannn! See hot babe na," he hyped, striding towards me, pulling me into a warm hug. I leaned into his embrace, pressing my head into his chest and wrapping my arms around his back. It was comfortable, very comfortable.

"How are you?" He whispered to my hearing, and I immediately knew that question was way deeper than it seemed.

"I think I'm just fine," I responded, and he pressed a small kiss on the crown of my head, causing a low chuckle to escape my lips.

"So it's only Toyosi that you saw ba?" Rita whined, her lip forming a little pout. "Ehn? Igbodo you didn't see me ba?" She folded her arms across her chest, resting her weight on her right leg.

"It's Olufemi, to be precise," he corrected her, pulling away from our embrace, tucking his hands into his pocket.

"I'll call you what I like," she hissed. "Oya hype me too," she said pettily, looking like an angry two year old. I couldn't help the low chuckle that escaped from my lips.

"Ahannn, melanin dripping selzy! Rita Emah slay! Kill them!" He started hyping her, Rita returning the energy, shouting ayyyyyyyyys and ouuuhs, striking poses and doing brief struts. Crazy people, I thought.

"You guys are looking fire!" I said to the guys as I took note of their outfits. Precious was clad in a light brown sweatshirt, his white vest peeking underneath it, matching perfectly with his chocolate brown cauldron pants. His Nike air force, a mad combo of cream, light brown and chocolate brown, topped with a brown face cap that had the letter C boldly written in front of it. A customized necklace around his neck, and a couple of rings, decorating his fingers. Mad drip.



David had a white shirt on, tucked into a faded blue jean pants, a black belt clasped around his waist, holding it in place. A blue and white varsity jacket draped over it. He wore a blue and white Nike air force sneakers on his feet, that blended perfectly well with his outfit. He had two necklaces around his neck, one thick and in twists, the other a thin layer. It was a nice combo. His dark mane of afro hair in locks. He was stunning.



"Oh, we know," Precious replied, a wide grin on his face and I swatted his arm.

"Proud much?"

He replied with a casual shrug, 32 white crystals in full display.honestly.

"Oya let's go," David spoke, ushering us out of the house.

"Let's take pictures," Rita squealed, running into the garden. We had no option than follow her honestly.

After what felt like hours of posing, struting and a million selfies, we finally hit the road.

The drive was smooth and not so relaxing as we vibed to the latest naija jams, Rita threatening to burst my ear drums as she continued to scream loud and wrong lyrics in my ear.

We finally arrived at Kamsi's house, and even though I've been here before I couldn't help but be blown away by the beauty of this house.

"Wow," I heard precious mummur.

The entire compound was packed with varieties of different expensive cars. Rush by Ayra starr could be faintly heard from the outside. We needed no soothsayer to inform us that the party was already in full swing.

I was awestruck the moment we walked into the massive sized living room. The décor, sitting arrangements and everything else was on point.

We had barely entered the room, when we heard someone shout, "Isn't that Rita Emah?! Oh my goodness! Is that Toyosi!"

Fans!

One thing that excited us when we appeared before the public were the fans. We loved meeting the fans, talking to them, taking selfies, it was the best part of being a public figure.

"Hi, were big fans!" Two dark skinned girls appeared before us, clasping their phones in their hands over their chest. The one that spoke was a little shorter than the other, bigger eyes and fuller lips, she was pretty.

"Awwn, we love meeting fans," Rita cooed and their smiles widened that I feared their cheeks would begin to hurt.

"I've bought every single product of Crown's cosmetics," the other girl was saying, eyes glinting in excitement. "I got these shoes from SHOES FOR YOU," she stated showing us the transparent heeled shoes she had on, that she got from a brand we modelled for. "I adore you guys, so much!" She squealed.

"I want to be like you guys when I grow up," the shorter girl butted in, causing my smile to deepen and Rita to giggle.

"Can we get a selfie?" She asked, batting her eyelids profusely, a cute pout on her lips.

"Of course," Rita and I chorused.

Excitedly, they both brought out their phones, taking numerous pictures.

"Can we post these?" They asked, innocently pouting their lips, pressing their hands against their chests.

"Hell yeah, and make sure you tag us to it when you post, okay?" Rita replied, the girls screaming loud thank yous before skipping away.

"Look at Kam over there!" Rita squealed in my ear, pointing exaggerated to where the model stood, chatting and laughing with a bunch of guys.

Damn...

The fine lad was embellished in a grey turtle neck peeking through a grey cauldron two piece outfit. The material was made into a baggie oversized hoodie, with matching oversized cargo pants. a grey hair band securing his curls to the front, diamond studs adorning his ears. Black and white sneakers completing the look.

Nigga was dripping mad drip!

"It's how you guys have turned us to wheels though," David spoke.

I had totally forgotten they were behind us the whole time.

"My love," Rita called, moving towards Precious to warp her fingers around his arm. "Oya let's go," she said, pulling Precious along we her as she took excited steps towards Kam.

"Toyo B!" I face palmed as David wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we followed behind Precious and Rita.

"Kam!" She squealed, letting go of her supposed love to walk into Kam's embrace. "Riri," he called as his body collided with hers in a brief hug, giving each other kisses on both cheeks before pulling away.

"Hi, Kamsi's," I greeted, giving him a hug and two kisses on both cheeks. "You guys came?" He asked, his tone unsure.

"To have a great evening of fun, yeah! Why wouldn't anyone come?" Rita answered, making exaggerated gestures with her hand.

"Meet out friends, Kam, David and Precious," she introduced, gesturing to the guys as she called their names respectively.

"Guy, how far na?" David greeted, launching his arm forward for a handshake, which Kam gladly took.

I watched as they conversed, like they didn't just meet, and have known each other for a very long time.

"So we have to go now, see you around Kam," I said to the light skinned model, smiling.

"Sure thing," he replied, mimicking my smile.

"Don't you think he's cute," Rita cooed and I flicked her forehead causing her to wince loudly.

"You have asked me that question all the times that we met Kam," I snorted.

"He's sha very fine," she said, a wide grin spread across her face.

"Hi girls," a light skinned girl with pretty curls on her head, beamed at us. She had a burnt orange satin short dress on, the smooth material hugging her body perfectly, showing off her not so subtle curves. a black leather jacket, drapped over her shoulders, she was holding a black Ysl bag in her hand, a light brown fur slip on heels to complete the look. Fine chick. Her voice was loud and chirpy, reminded me of a certain model standing besides me.

"Hi,"

"Hello," we replied simultaneously.

"My name's Chizaram and I am a huge fan of you two. I wanted to come say hello. I didn't

want to miss out on the opportunity of meeting two of my favourite models in person." I nodded, my lips stretching wider in a wide grin.

"This is my friend,Shakira," she stated, gesturing to a dark skinned beauty who threw a curt nod at us, her lips stretched into a tight smile. It almost seemed fake.

She was dorned in a white long sleeved tight short dress that stuck to her perfect body like a second skin. It had long ribbons that were tied in a bow across her chest, falling down to her mid thigh. The leopard skinned strap heels doing well to compliment her chocolate brown skin, blending well with her brown Lv hand bag. She has a short bone straight wig on her head. Honestly, she looked a little bit like Rita, but she wasn't bubbly. They had identical dark brown coloured orbs, but hers were dead, empty, blank,portraying that there was a lot going on with her. She was probably sad, broken... like me.

I couldn't help but stare, something was off about her. She held my gaze for a while, before looking away.

"You two are really pretty, she spoke her voice soft like silk, it sent chills through me. The good kind.

"Awwn," we cooed, Rita nudging my shoulders playfully, and I returned the favour, giggles erupting from our lips.

"It's really nice to meet you, chizaram. What school do you attend?" I asked the excited light skinned girl, my smile never leaving my lips.

"Blue Cove Academy. I know you two attend Melville high school." She rapped out on one breath.

Colour me surprised. This one is a stalker.

"Wow," Rita mumured, also surprised.

"Can I take a picture with you too,' she asked and I nodded, a low chuckle escaping my lips.

Excitedly, she brought out her phone, pulling Shakira along as we all smiled at the camera. After the first picture, I noticed Shakira detach herself from us, watching her friend excitedly taking photos with us.

The whistling sound that I had become so accustomed to, was faintly heard due to the blaring music, causing us to turn in the direction of the boys, striding towards us.

"Babes!" David called out to us.

"Come on, David! Come meet our new friends from BCA," Rita said, beckoning for David to come closer.

"Guys, meet our friends," I spoke, my eyes still wavering on Shakira. This time she held my gaze and I heaved a sigh, before looking away.

"David, Precious, meet Chizaram and Shakira from Blue Cove Academy," I introduced the girls to them. They waved curtly, wide grins plastered on their faces

"Hey girls," they greeted.

"Hi girls," Chizaram replied.

We were all now sitted around a table that was an arm length to the food court. David stood up, moving towards the good court to serve himself.

"I want one too," Precious called after him, typing lazily on his phone.

Just then, I spotted a familiar light skinned boy, with curls, standing with Kam. He had a white shirt on, a black sweat shirt pulled over it and a black baggie oversized cargo pants. It was such a simple outfit, but nigga was rocking it, without even trying.



Austin Ikechukwu Chika, Melville high's most feared student. What was he doing here?

"Wait o, is that not Austin?" I asked, calling the attention of the others.

"Ehn!" Rita and David replied, affirming that I wasn't seeing things, and that Austin was really here.

"Rita and I went to say hi to Kam not quite long and I could have sworn I didn't see him

around. How did he even get here?" I asked

"Instagram, obvs," Precious replied not bothering to look uonfrom his phone

Austin being in the same room with me was enough to make me so unsettled, unsafe.

"Who's he?" Shakira asked, her eyes pinned on Austin Chika.

"Our schoolmate," David replied, shoving a samosa into his mouth, Rita digging into his plate and I was instantly curious as to why he didn't refer to Austin as our classmate.

"Mohna leave Austin make e flex, abeg." David brushed his issue off, dismissively with a wave of his hands.

My eyes darted back to the brown skinned beauty in a white dress. Her eyes were pinned on Austin, and like she sensed that I had been staring, she turned in my direction, her gaze meeting mine.

I didn't look away, I wasn't even bothered by the fact that she might think I'm a creep or something, I was just so fascinated by her.

She mouthed a 'hi' to me, and I sent a smile her way, causing a low chuckle to escape her lips before she went back to her phone.

"Girls, we'll leave now," Chizaram said with a soft smile, and I watched as Rita's lips formed a small pout.

"Awwww..."

She got up from her seat, pulling us into brief hugs, kissing us on our cheeks. She's so sweet.

It's so nice to meet you guys, honestly. You are nothing short of amazing." Chizaram told us, and I felt my chest swell in pride

Shakira walked up to Rita, pulling her into a brief hug before throwing an awkward wave my way

Ahan, I don't bite na.

"Nonsense, come here," I pulled her into a hug. "Hang in there," I whispered to her, patting her back softly, feeling her freeze in my arms before finally relaxing in my hold.

"Thank you," she said as she pulled away from the hug.

Throwing curt nods and smiles the guys' way, Chizaram mouthed a 'bye' at us before taking Shakira's hand in hers, walking away.

"Weren't they so sweet?" Rita cooed, as she stared at their retreating figure.

"Very sweet," I replied, a smile playing on my lips.

I picked up a wine glass on the table, downing the entire thing in one gulp.

"Toyosi, that was my drink!" Precious exclaimed.

Wait, what?

"Oh my goodness, was it laced?" I asked, insanely worried.

He didn't reply, but the look on his face was enough for me to know that I was in deep shit.

"I need the bathroom," I said to them, standing up to head for the bathroom.

Oh my word...

A/N:

🌚.

So wassup? What do you think is up?

If you have read Dedun's part of this collab, run there now and go seeeeeeeeee.

Shakira, chizaram and kamsi are characters in her book, did you enjoy???? I know you did.

See you whenever...

Ciao😔❤️✨