Jerome and Randy anxiously raced up stairs to their children's room followed by Phidel to see Phidelia on the floor, gasping for breath."Phidelia..." exclaimed Jerome as they rushed over to her. Randy instantly lifted her in his arms."Get the car keys dear." he said as they all hurried out of the room. Jerome wasted no time, she trod to their room which was on the far right of their kids' whiles Randy and Phidel raced down stairs with Phidelia.Not soon at they got to the car that Jerome joined them. With shaky hands, she managed to unlock the car. Phidel settled in the right seat in the back, beckoning her father to lay her sister next to her.Randy obliged, gently laying her down as he puts her head on her sister's laps. Phidel glanced down on her sister's pale face, brushing her hand through her hair as she still struggles for breath."It's gonna be okay Phidelia, mum and dad are here to help."By this time, both Jerome and Randy has settled
After about 30minutes of driving in silence, Phidelia finally spoke up. Feeling very uncomfortable with the unusual and awkward slience which has suddenly engulfed her once happy and cheerful family."Why is everybody so quiet, did I do something wrong?"She glanced from her sister who sat at the corner of her seat staring through the window with some gape between them to her parents.Randy now realizing the tension the unusual silence has created and the impression it was forming in Phidelia's mind; hastily interrupted with the bid to clear up her doubt."You haven't done anything dear. Everybody is just exhausted. Don't worry dear, let's talk more when we get home."This reply didn't go down well with Phidelia as her sister and mother were still quiet and still uncheerful though she had regain her health but she nodded anyway."Okay Dad." she replied and the atmosphere in the car went back to being quiet. Phidelia felt very uncomfortable but did
Getting Phidelia to calm down took a lot of effort from Emma. She knew from the very beginning that Phidelia was acting tough all along in order to make her parents less worried about her but least did she expected her to break down so much like that.She scooted closer to her and drew her in, placing her head on her shoulder whiles she brushed her hands through her hair to calm her down.“Cry it all out dear, that way you’ll feel much better.”She mumbled with the hope of getting her sober a little but it didn't turned out to her expectations as this rather gingered Phidelia to cry even more. “Guess that's a bad idea.” she thought to herself. “But it always turn out to work in those soap operas? Guess I have been watching too much drama.”She sighed, kicking out of her thoughts as she narrowed her eyes to Phidelia; thinking of how to handle situations before they get to the airport.“I hope this work
The long hour and half lesson finally came to an end. Their teacher packed her books and sauntered out of the class. Just as she stepped out, the class was thrown into a rumpus as the students glided out of their seats; living the class in groups.Phidelia was busy packing her books into her bag and didn't notice Rowan's gaze on her.“Hmm...Phidelia?” Rowan mumbled skeptically.“Huh?” she muttered, lifting her eyes to him with a quizzical look.“Since you have no friends yet would you mind joining me for lunch? We can keep each other’s company.”“Really? Can I?” Phidelia exuded, face etched. The thought of eating alone in the canteen without any familiar face around was a major problem which was running through her mind earlier on. Knowing very well that Isla will not give a second thought ignoring her even if she sees her because Isla sees no fun being with her. “Let me finish packing
Isla and her friend, Titi strolled with playful chatters to the locker room to get the textbooks they will need for the next class without any idea of what was going on in the canteen. Checking her wrist watch, she noticed that they had only few minutes left. She crinkled her nose in disgust. “We better hurry Titi before Mrs. Peterson gets to the class before us. I don't want to be in her bad book.” They sauntered towards their locker. Titi and Isla has been friends since childhood and to this effect, she knows almost everybody in the Rockson family except the fact about Phidelia being a twin. Getting to the locker, both turned their respective doors opened.“Oh,” Titi paused, suddenly remembering something. “Just saw Phildelia earlier on in the hallway, did she get transfered here?” she glanced into her locker, scanning through her neatly packed books for her Calculus textbook. “Hm.” Isla mumbled sharply with a nod, searching t
“Hey, tell me. Are you two fighting?” Emma queried with a skeptical look.“No auntie–” Phidelia sighed sharply and sauntered towards the stairs. “Just a bad day at school. I’ll go change now.” she glided the stairs.Emma stared as her back faded through the corridor to her room; quiet confuse. “What’s going on with them?” she mumbled thoughtfully and shrugged.“Hurry and get down for supper.” she shouted, heading back to the terrace to continue what she was doing.Phidelia shoved her bag well over her shoulders, unlocking her door. After turning the keys few times, it clicked opened. She slowly pushed it opened as she shuffled in with the thoughts of her family running through her mind. She really missed them a lot especially her sister. It’s been eleven years now since they got separated. And to top it all, they haven’t been visiting per their promise. And talking about
Claire at that moment noticed Phidelia’s confusion and failure in remembering her. She chuckled, slightly shaking her head. “Hey–it’s me. The girl you helped at the canteen the other time. Have you forgotten me already?”Phidelia instinctively gasped at this revelation, feeling quiet bad. “I’m so sorry.” she mumbled hastily, “Everything happened so fast so I didn't really pay attention to your face.” she gave a sheepish grin which was obvious enough to expose her embarrassment.Claire giggled, “Hey–no need to be so embarrassed. Come on, hop in. I can see you're waiting for a cab.”“Yeah, thanks so much.” she exuded, pulling the back seat door opened. “You’ve really saved me. Thought I was gonna miss my first lesson.” she settled in, dropping her bag beside her and the cab sped off.“No need to thank me girl–. You once saved my ass too you kn
Not long have Phidelia settled down that the teacher sauntered into the classroom and lessons began. Rowan who didn't really buy the story of Phidelia tripping on the stairs kept stealing sceptical glances at her without her notice. Not to talk of her groaning and wincing uncomfortable in her seats for the past 10mins since the lessons began and this was very irritating for him.He slightly looked under the desk, checking on her leaping foot and noticed that it was gradually swelling up. "Hey," he nudged her. "You should go to the infirmary and get your foot checked. You keep groaning uncomfortably." He whispered.Phidelia thought of the possibility of being questioned on how it happened and so on and so forth so she hesitated. "No Rowan, I'm okay." she assured and went on with jotting some notes down. Rowan found this attitude of hers so annoying and couldn't resist escalating."This is so–annoying Delia." He thumped the table with his hand as he dropped the pen, making Ph