CLASH OF AUTHORS
[beginning of misery]
Everybody concentrated to hear what happens next.
Adelove positioned the standing microphone to his mouth and feed the people with the information they are waiting to recieve.
We are back from the short break and now i know the questions in everbody’s mind is what happens next.
Well what is going to happen next is exactly what i am going to tell you guys.
Each group are going to be doing teamworks.
The groups will be given a a story title and each group are expected to compose a well written and an intriguing story.
We wont choose a group leader. Each group members are expected to choose their befitting leader that will lead them in this 2nd level.
THE TITLE OF THE STORY IS “FIX THE FOX’.
the authors are to make research on what this phrase insinuates.
The work are expected to be cumbersome and so we would give the authors 2good months to compose a well written story.
The first 3group with the best story will participate on the next coming level which the name is still kept as a secret for now.
For the 3rd level., you guys are to submit your scripts of the story here in the next 2months.
Till then, the authors are expected to do a nice group work.
We dont want a regular story just like a normal. We want a story that will be irresistant by the reader.
Remember you guys have 2months and you are all adviced to make use of it well; adelove conclude and passed a sheet of paper to all the group members.
It contained about 2500 pages and at the front was a bolden written words titled “FIX¤THE¤FOX”.
Each group collected their own share of the book and the programme came to an end.
The group members had some internal meeting before they all disassociate.
Chorus and his members planned to meet in the next one week to fully began their work.
They agreed to meet at a venue located in abuja. Before chorus went to meet his friends who had also finished their group meetings.
Chorus sighted onihaxy first and he headed to his direction but on his way, he collided with a lady.
Chorus tried to view if she was selected among the lucky authors but she was not.
She had a dazzling beauty. Her beauty was second to none, with those brown hair neatly packed at her back almost touching her waist.
She weared a white cloth and covered it with a jacket then she weared a skirt that she held tight with a belt.
Chorus was dumbfounded as he quickly bent down to take her pulse which fell from her hand.
Coincedentely, they both bent down at the same time making them smash their head with each other a little bit.
Sorry, please i am sorry, i was in haste to meet my friend over there,’ chorus said and pointed towards onihaxy who was looking straight at them.
Uhmmm please can i know your name? Chorus asked with a deep sigh that made the lady to have a taste of his clean,sweet and fresh breath.
My name is FRIDAY ELIZABETH”, the lady spoke with an aura which made chorus to know that the lady was in a haste.
My name is chorus, i can see that you are in a haste please just give me your contact, i have something important that i want to discuss with you.
Hnmmm, i hope i wont regret this, the lady said and called her number for chorus who immediately brought out his phone and wrote it down.
He thanked her and they both departed.
Chorus chorus, you are the man, i dey feel your swag, the babe make sense sha.,’coded praised in a jealous tone.
See make nobody take mind go to the gal issue o, na my parol be that, oya so what is popping with you guys,’ chorus asked and faced afolabi who was lost in deep thought.
No mind afolabi o, he is already cracking his brain on something we will submit by 2months time,’ mc jokaz said in a mocking tone.
You self!!, na you get your mouth, you can use it to say anything but as i dey so, i must make sure my group qualifies for the next level,” afolabi defended.
They all joked till onihaxy suggested that they should go home so that they can rest since they will be going to lagos the next day to tell their family about the newest development.
Chorus prayed in his mind silently before heading home to meet his brother.
+the beginning of misery is just knocking at the door+