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GAME OF LIES EPISODE 7

WELCOME TO ANOTHER EPISODE OF GAME OF LIES. WE WISH YOU A VERY MERRY XMAS.
**Seyi**
“sir,
don’t include him in the squad.” I argued. “I understand he’s your
friend and he’s also the best striker we have why should he not be
included?” Coach shot back. “This was the problem we had last time out.
Gross indiscipline from all our players. He wasn’t there yet but he’s
doing it. I was there and I don’t want a repeat of the last NCSC.” I
shrugged motioning to go on my knees to beg the coach. “It’s fine he’s
out.” Coach stated smiling. “Thought of punishing him at first but I
thought I should give him a chance.” Coach grinned.
“Let’s get some coffee and drop this off at the press. We walked on to
where the press room was “Have you called him?” coach asked as we walked
away from the press room. “I’ve tried but he’s not responding.” I
replied. “We’re going to his house today.” Coach stated. “Alright” I
shrugged.
“Well today’s headlines.”
DARREN JOSHUA DANTE TO RUN FOR AUCKLAND
“What!” we exclaimed simultaneously “Darren is in Auckland.” Coach said
staring at me. ”I’m quite clueless.” I replied. Coach handed me the
newspaper as he left for the sprint coach’s office.
THE D-DAY I HERE: JANE VS TRISHA RACE OF THE AGES.
I read. The time for the race was slated to be 12pm. I looked at my
wrist watch it was a minute to 12. I dumped the newspaper on the
vendor’s table and darted into the sports complex.

**David**
I walked confidently into the sports complex. The whole place was filled
with students. The two sprinters were busy chatting in the changing
room. I walked straight past them. “David.” Trisha called. I stopped and
moved closer to her. “Meet my friend Jane, Jane, David.” Trisha said
with a mile lurking around her cheeks. I stretched my hand out to Jane
who received it. “It’s such a pleasure to meet Auckland’s champion.” She
said with a mile that lit up her face. “Wonderkid Jane my pleasure
too.” I teased. “You guy get ready everyone’s waiting.” I stated winking
at them before taking my leave.
As I walked out onto the tracks, the noise in the stands increased. I
raised my hand with a proud smile on my face. I had become a celebrity
in Auckland after bagging the 200m gold medal. I waved at the ladies who
were chanting my name before I took my seat on the bench.
The two sprinters came on to the track hand in hand before getting their
track suits off. Cheers from the crowd increased. Not because of me,
but the athletes. These two were the pride of the world at the last
NCSC. They were to do battle again before our eyes. I enjoyed watching
both of them race but I had never enjoyed Trisha beating her.
I could hear chants of Jane’s name in the stands loud and clear. It
seemed as though the whole school was against Trisha. Both of them gave
each other a warm nudge before moving to the last lanes.
The gunsman walked up to the mic. “Runners on your marks.” The whole
stadium went silent at that moment. The race had not started but people
were at the edge of their seats. “Set…” he pulled the trigger some
seconds afterwards. The race of the ages had finally started.

**Eugene**
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was there last time out when Jane beat
Trisha twice. This time it was a different ball game. Trisha was
actually in this. It was a battle a battle that kept mouths wide open
25m past, 50m, 75m still no space at all the whole stadium was on its
feet. Noise went up. No one could ascertain whether or not it was going
to end this way. The race ended with silence. The coaches had to look
into slow motion videos. The sprint coach stood speechless.
One of them came up to the mic. “Tie.” He announced. He seemed to be in a
trance. Jane and Trisha gave each other a big hug before running
towards the stands. I looked around me, I saw surprised faces, some
joyous. This magnificent rivalry had become Auckland’s greatest
blessing. The time they ran beat the record Jane held. They were the
fastest in the nation.
The buzz continued for a while then the stadium got empty although I
didn’t wait till then. I had to get something to eat. I entered the
cafeteria hoping to get a meal but my eyes caught the two awesome ladies
seate. Sandra joined us soon after I joined them.

GAME OF LIES EPISODE 6

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*Trisha*
Fear of two things creeped into my mind as I walked towards the cafeteria. All the other cafeterias had directed me to this one. Only athletes and the rich guys in Auckland went there.
“Would you walk up!” I turned around to see Jane walking fast trying to catch up with me. “Hey! How are you doing?” I muttered as she walked closer. “I’m okay, just that you seem a little disturbed.” She said as we walked on. I raised my brow taking a deep breath. “Okay, seems you don’t wanna talk about it.” She uttered pushing open the door for me. “Thank you.” I said walking in.
“Have a sit. I’ll get something for two.” She said pushing me closer to a seat and pulling it out. I felt awkward. This wasn’t me. I wasn’t used to having friends like her, I took my seat going down into memory lane.
I washed my face for the third time. I was ready to face the world. The NCSC brought nothing but fame to me. “It’s time miss Trisha.” The moderator called out to me. I picked up a face towel and began to dry my face as I walked out into the tunnel. My coach walked up to me with my tracksuit in his hands. “Calm girl, focus, breath and what do we get?” he asked putting my jacket around me.
“Success.” I replied pulling up the zip. I was sure ready to go. He tapped me on the shoulder as the officials moved out onto the tracks.
My eyes almost went blind as I walked onto the tracks. The 200m finals was very different from the qualifiers. The lights beamed straight at us. The cameras flashing, placards up here and there. I had broken the record during the qualifiers, but she, Jane, had beaten the current holder of the 200m title. I had done the same in the 100m.
The world had eyes on us both. Auckland had shut out Felipe college where she was. “Runners on your marks ……… set ………” the gun went off soon after. I kept my face forward as we moved up in the race. 50m past, 100m, at about 10m away, I could see Jane running ahead of me. Some sort of shame crept in as tears trickled down my cheek as I finished the race in second place.
The boos from my college mates made matters worse. I ran off into the changing room bursting into more tears.
“Hey!” Jane tapped the table for the umpteenth time. “You back now?” she asked with the usual smile on her face. “Hey! You’re back.” ”yes I am, you wanna take some ice cream?” She said pushing a cup of ice cream towards me. “Thanks.” I replied catching it.

**Josh**
“How did it go?” I asked Dakore as she came out of the cafeteria. “Done!” sha said with a grin on her face. “That son of a bitch thinks he can play me? That’s what he gets.” I stopped. “Hope you didn’t do anything more than talking?” I asked with so much curiousness. “I slapped him.” She replied with a grin “oh my! That must have been pretty embarrassing.” “That’s what I intended to do.” She stated pulling me along. “I got a chance to work for the press. I’ma be digging up info from the archives for us to work with.” Dakore said as we sat in the maths lecture theatre.
I saw a paper lying facedown next to me. It looked like the dailies. I picked it up.
JOSHUA DANTE TO MAKE AUCKLAND SPRINT TEAM.
That was the main headline. I looked at the heading of the newspaper, it was Auckland times. “Dakore.” I called. “Yes, that’s what I work with now.” She replied with a rather joyous tone. “I gotta go.” She said patting me on the back.

**Dakore**
I was busy getting off the piles of newspaper on the NCSC last two years when I stumbled on one.
COULD THE KING RETURN? That was the first publication ahead of the NCSC two years ago. The picture looked familiar. “Josh!” I exclaimed reading through the article. “Darren Dante.” I murmured to myself. “Darren could be Josh’s senior or twin brother he had been talking about.” I ran as fast as I could to the press room. Sandra was seated on the conference table, pressmen where there as well.
“I found some really interesting news. Joshua Dante who told us about his brother’s exploits in the NCSC, the one on the headlines now. I found his brother. He was the champion in the 100m and 200m races as well as the long jump king 4 year

GAME OF LIES EPISODE 5

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*Josh*

I walked down the hallway hoping that my decision to join the school’s sprint team would not end up being a disaster. The school boasted a set of strong sprinters. “Hey! Watch were you’re going.” An angry girl screamed at me. I had hit her unknowingly.
“I’m pretty sorry.” I quickly replied trying to avoid any more noise to prevent a scene. “I’m Josh. Joshua.” I said stretching my hand towards her. She looked into my eyes and then down at my hand before taking it. “I’m Dakore.” She replied.
“Oh! You’ve got a nice name.” I said looking for a way to start a conversation. “Thanks.” She replied with a rather stern voice. “Hey! I’ve said am sorry.” I said not really happy about her reaction.
“No its not you.” She stated. “OK. Wanna talk about it?” I asked rather carefully.
“It’s my boyfriend. He’s been acting funny these days. Last Friday he left me standing in the sun for hours. He keeps lying about everything.” She rambled. I knew I had to say something. I could feel her pain through her complaint.
“if it’s so painful, why not leave him?” I stated out of the anger that built up in me as she continued complaining. She stared at me. “Yes. Stop hurting yourself and get it over with.” I continued.
“But I love him.” She said slowly. “Love is meant to be reciprocal. But in this case, I don’t think it is.” I said cutting her short. “You might love him but his actions don’t speak his love for you.” I said putting my hand on her shoulder.
“That’s true.” She mumbled. “How do you end this sort of relationship?” She asked. I was rather surprised. At this stage? You should know how to end a relationship.
“Ending a relationship is like getting off a blood sucking leech, you just have to pull it and get it over with.” I said feeling like a boss.
“Sorry I’m going to have to take my leave now. Training is in ten minutes and I wouldn’t want to be late.” I said pulling my kit bag up as I rose to my feet.

*Seyi*
“Hey Hikmar.” I greeted as I stumbled on him coming out of coach’s office. “Hey dude. What’s that in your hand?” He asked. “The friendly match schedule for our preparation.” I replied handing it over to him.
“Nice fixtures, so we are playing HSASS from Nigeria as well.” He stated with his gaze fixed on the paper.
“Why didn’t we see you at training on Friday?” I asked pulling the paper out of his hand.
“Can’t you have a little courtesy?” He said eyeing me. “Please tell me when you transformed into a lady.” I teased surprised at the speed at which he moved his eyeballs.
“See that girl Sandra.” He said pointing towards her direction. “So?” She was at our training on Friday. She’s been gathering news every here and there,
“Let’s take a stroll outside.” I suggested. We walked on past where Sandra was busy with her interview with one of the coaches.
“What’s this?” I asked as we walked over to the vendor. “Auckland news. It’s about the developments in the school ahead of the NCSC.” He replied. “Let’s get a copy.” Hikmar said stretching some cash to the vendor.
‘I FEEL THE PRESSURE: ATHELETE TRISHA ANDERSON CONFESSES.’ Was the headline. “Trisha… Trisha. She was up for 100m and 200m last time out right.” I asked. “Yes.” Hikmar replied pointing where it was stated in the newspaper to me.
“Check this out.” He stated.
‘DOES CAPTAIN SEYI OLAWALE DESERVE TO LEAD AUCKLAND FC TO THE NCSC?’ I read out loud. I stared at Hikmar.
Music of Keith Urban’s cop car played from my phone. I checked the caller. It was coach.
“Hey dude, it’s time for training.” I said running off into the sports complex expecting Hikmar to outpace me. I entered into the dressing room and still there were no signs of Hikmar.

*David*
It was the second time we were training but that day was more special. “Give me 5 more laps.” Coach screamed through his megaphone. The other sprinters increased their acceleration prompting me to do the same.
That day, we held training with the female sprinters.
I slowly came to a halt at the end of my fifth lap of jugging. “Take a breath.” Coach instructed. Whenever he said such, it meant he wanted us to rest. I walked over to where the ladies were seated.
“Look over there.” One of them said pointing towards my left. “That should be?” I asked looking back at her. “Trisha.” She replied.
“Why is she sitting alone?” I asked getting curious. “Why not go and find out yourself.” The lady stated.
I staggered to where Trisha was seated. “Why are you seated alone?” I asked as I walked up to her. She maintained her silence.
“Can I seat here?” I asked again. She moved a little still maintaining her silence. I took my seat.
I stared at the beauty that I sat next to, I felt something overwhelming. She faced down now. Playing with the track.
“Great men and women in athletics have at one time or the other hit lows.” I started. “But resilience and determination have led to their success stories.” She looked at me then back down at the tracks.
“On this ground one of college’s fastest will soon do battle. But fear not. In as much as defeat came last time out, that doesn’t mean the same will occur now.” I concluded looking away.
“Sometimes, the shadows of the past can be felt by the present.” She mumbled fixing her gaze on the tracks.
I looked at her unsure of what to say next. “Thanks for the advice.” She said looking up at me.
“My pleasure.” I replied. “You know sometimes you should relax. Jane was out on a date yesterday. You should go on one too.” I uttered looking straight into her eyes.
“How about this evening say 7pm?” I asked. “No problem. She replied in a subtle tone. “Then I’ll pick you up.” I stated standing to my feet.

GAME OF LIES EPISODE 4

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*Sandra*
I was nervous as I walked into the Deans office. Mphela was there ahead of me. The whole meeting was set but I was the only one missing.
“Welcome.” The Dean stated as she rose to her feet. “How are you this morning?” She asked stretching her hand towards me. I bowed as I shook her hand.
“We waited for your arrival. Now let this meeting begin.” She stated taking her seat next to mine.
The meeting got off to a rough start as the first offer on our side to the publishing company was rejected. It seemed as though the negotiations were headed for a break down.
“Please. Why not give us your own preferences.” I cut in the long haul of offers.
“That will be good.” The director of the publishing company stated.
I had thought the end of negotiations had come but forgive me for thinking as though. The haul of offers continued, this time, it was from both sides.
After a while the Dean turned to me. “What do you think about this deal?” I was stunned. Of all the things I could have a say in I never expected it to be the financial aspect of the school.
The deal though was quite exciting. We were offered a daily publishing, on things that go on in our college, and also a weekly magazine on the history, records and recent happenings on the NCSC.
“I think we could accept the terms but that’s if the school is willing to sacrifice that amount.” I finally replied.
“And you Mphela?” “I couldn’t settle for a better deal.” She replied with a smile lurking around her cheeks.
“Then we have a deal.” Dean started, stretching her hand to the director of the Amati publishers.
“Let me formally introduce you to the head of the press club in this college, Sandra Williams. Sandra, Mr Donaldson.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet and work with you miss Sandra.” He stated stretching his hand.
I shook his hand still thinking of my new post as the chairperson of the press club in Auckland.

“You sure must have read or heard ‘THE HOMERUN’” he asked.
“Yes sir.” “We publish that magazine. I personally promise that this new venture will be close to that standard if not even more.” He uttered with much confidence.
“Wow! That’s one of my best magazines of all time.” I said to myself as I left where he was standing.
“Sandra!” Dean called out to me. I walked briskly to where she was standing.
“The word has gone out that whoever is interested in joining the press should ensure that he or she sees you.” “Alright ma.” I replied in a tone that expressed my joy.

**present**
“Eugene come on, tell us what happened.” David shouted “It’s gone round.” “If Josh allows.” Eugene replied looking at Josh. Josh nodded the affirmative. “Alright then.” Eugene started.

*Eugene*
I looked at the time over and over again. I was thoroughly into my training. Once again I bent my head to take a good look at my Rolex wrist watch. I wanted to be on time. Training was to begin by 10am, and the time was still about 8am.
My phone rang playing my favourite tune of John Legend’s ‘All of me’ I stared at the name of the caller. It was Dakore.
I intentionally snubbed the call. I moved out of the house with so much enthusiasm and determination to beat Hughes’ record.
“Today I’ll get to the 1minute 55seconds mark.”
Once again John Legend’s music flowed through my ears. This time I picked up the call.
“Hey Dakore, howdy.” I stated as soon as I picked up the call.
“I’m good. And you?” She asked through the phone. “Same here.” I replied checking the time once again. This time it was 9am.
I moved closer to my car with my kit bag hung on my left shoulder and my right hand pressed against my ear with my phone in it.

“So, what time is the party?” She asked. My mind flashed back to the day I had invited her to my ‘party’. There was actually no party
“It starts by 10am. I’ll pick you up.” I said. “Alright then I’ll see you.” She said cutting off the call.
I quickly jumped into the car. Time was of the essence. I couldn’t afford to be late to the first training for the NCSC.
I drove roughly into the sports complex. I was a bit early, the doors were open but only staff where in at the time.
I got down and dashed straight to the booth to get my kit. “Hey, you’re early.” Coach said to me as he walked closer to me. “Yeah, what could I have done? I’m hitching to beat this guy.” I said receiving his outstretched hand.
“Then get to work. I heard of your new personal best. 1 minute 56 seconds. Not bad for a start but not good enough to beat Hughes’ record.” He said patting me on the back before we walked off into the sports complex.
I moved on into the physio’s then onto the psychologists before I was allowed to get into the swimming department.
I headed into the changing room. Music of John Legend started playing from my phone. I stared down at the caller ID as displayed on the screen. ‘Dakore’
“Hey!” I mumbled. “I’m waiting.” She said through the phone. I knew deep down that I had to step up to the situation. The game had to start. The Game Of Lies.
“I’m on my way now.” I replied.

*Sandra*
Friday was the beginning of practice, and more, the beginning of our news publication.
“Hello, yes … I’m on it.” I screamed into the phone as I ran for the third time across the hallway that led into the sports complex chasing Trisha.
“Hey! Trisha.” I called out. She was the kind of person I would snub on a norm but ‘dude’, in this case, she was the celebrity all because she was an athlete.
“Y… yeah.” She struggled to utter. I walked up to her in an elegant style.
“We’ll love to have an interview with you.” I said looking straight into her eyes.
“And you are?” She asked becoming a little bold at me. “The press.” I stated confidently.
“Alright, no problem.” “I wish to know, having lost the last battle of the 100 and 200 metres event to the same lady you have to compete against to get a spot on the Auckland team, are you feeling any extra pressure?” I asked as soon as we had taken a seat.
“Yes of course. I would be lying if I said there wasn’t.” She replied quickly.
“Okay. The big day is around the corner. The whole of Auckland has been dying to see this race again. Jane against Trisha. Your thoughts.” I asked smiling.
She stared blankly at me.
“Yeah, we’ve both been working hard ahead of the NCSC. The race is just going to be an exhibition. To excite Auckland before the NCSC. No rivalry involved.” She stated standing to leave.
“Thank you for your time.” I said standing and as well stretching my hand towards her.
“See you around.” She said pouncing off.

*Eugene*
It was the umpteenth time my phone would ring. Dakore again. “Excuse me.” I said raising my hand for the coach to see. “Take your time.” He said.
“Yes. I told you I’m on my way already I was just held in this heavy traffic I’ll get to you soon.” I said barking into the phone.
“Okay, I’ve heard but its almost 3 hours since I’ve been here.” She muttered through the phone.
“I’ll come get you.” I replied cutting off the call.
I walked back to the changing room. “Get into your swimming jackets we’re going for a swim.” Coach said out loud to me as I walked in.
“To succeed swimmers practice is of the essence. Therefore I declare practice open.” Coach said in his usually thick voice.
There was a loud noise and applause amongst the junior swimmers. As everyone went to their recommended positions of training.
“Hey! Eugene. Dakore.” Coach said pointing my phone at me. “Hey, I had to turn back I’m running low on gas. I won’t be able to pick you up.” I said and cut the call. Coach stared at me receiving my phone from me.
‘Splash’ I jumped into the water as my first training began.

GAME OF LIES EPISODE 3

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** Present **

“Oh my!” Seyi shouted teasing Trisha as she got off the camera. They had walked in while she was talking. “Go boy.” Hikmar said pushing Seyi to the camera.

** Seyi **

“The only Nigerian in the whole of Auckland. Popular, famous, trust your naija boys na. Chicks’ man, best footballer ever.” I ranted to the camera.
“Okay what happened on my first day? I met with the new people on the team. I was the captain.”
“Hello it’s your first day on the Auckland FC team, so I’ll be brief. Hard work, persistence, dedication, discipline, determination, focus, creativity, passion are what makes you a good footballer.” I started walking around them.
“To be an exceptional footballer, you need to be able to think faster than your opponents.” I stopped in front of the best of them based on his performance in the auditions.
“All these cannot compare with the power of teamwork.” I stated moving from his front.
“To have an exceptional team, teamwork and team spirit is very essential. We must learn to think like each other but faster than your team mate with the ball so as to create chances.”
“Sorry.” The head coach uttered walking onto the pitch. “Come over.” He said beckoning to me. “The NCSC is coming to Auckland, we’ve got lots of work now. I want you to call for a team meeting later today.” He said dismissing me.
“I’ll take over.” I walked towards the dressing room with the thoughts of the last competition on my mind.
We had played badly even with all our players available. We still couldn’t get past the group stage.

Things were different now. We had grown from our slumber. This was the biggest stage for any college football team.
“Hey Hiky, we‘re going to be meeting by 2 pm today.” I said to Hikmar.

** Hikmar **

I was busy gaming on my IPhone 5 when Seyi came in. “What did you say?” I said feigning ‘I didn’t get that’ “There’s a meeting at the sports complex by 2 pm.” He said walking away.
“Okay.” I shouted trying to get on his nerves. “Hey Vivian.” I greeted as she walked towards me. She held her hand out. “How are you?” She asked as I put my hand on hers.
“You heard yet?” She asked. “NCSC?” I chipped in. “Yep the NCSC in Auckland.” She said sitting next to me.
“That’s already all over the place. “ I stated. “You guys had better start working from now on.” She suggested picking her books.
“What are you doing?” I asked trying to get something to make fun of her with. “Nothing for now.” She replied moving away with a smile on her face.
“Better start working from now on. That sounds familiar, that’s because you said it.” I shouted as she walked away.

** Present **

“Typical Hikmar actions.” Seyi teased as he cut Hikmar. “Forget that thing.” Hikmar said pushing his way through

** Seyi **

I walked into the sports complex with my mind preoccupied with thoughts of the last NCSC. The matches we played, those who we had underestimated.
The fear of repeating such blunders gripped me as I set my foot on the ground right in front of the dressing room.
“Walk on dude.” Hikmar said from behind me. I moved away from the walk way as I continued my soliloquy.
James was the then captain. I was a less experienced but more skilful player than James.
“Where are you? Seyi!” Mr Woodgate who was our coach at the time shouted. I decided not to respond as I went down memory lane.

“Hey! James how are you?” I called out to James who was standing in front of the grocery store.
“Hey! I’m cool how about you.” He replied waiting up for me. “I’m good. I heard that the NCSC is coming up and football is one of the competitions.” I said placing my palm on his. His hand was stretched out for a handshake.
“Yeah, we’ve got a good history with the competition, this should be no different.” He stated with so much confidence in his voice.
“See you around in school tomorrow. Stay fit.” He said as he walked over to the cab he had stopped.
The next day was to be the first day of our practise for the NCSC. I walked into the sports complex expecting so much. I was to be disappointed. I waited all through the day hoping that one person on the team will show up. Not even the coach came. This occurrence continued up until the first day of the NCSC football competition.
“Today we go out to continue the tradition we have laid down. Young lad, you will not be starting this match. Let the big boys do the job.” James said facing me and patting me on my back. The captains where allowed to have a say in the first team selection and were responsible for the pre match team talk. “Yeah, no problem.” I replied downcast for a reason I couldn’t explain.

“Seyi!” coach called. I jumped out of my soliloquy. “What’s wrong with you my boy?” he stated. “I’m scared. Really scared. I don’t want to be like James.” I whispered. “That’s nothing to fear. All you need to do is to note the mistakes James made, and avoid them. Moreover you’re not james.” He said patting my back. “Come on in your boys await you.”
“I’m coming over.” I looked up the boys looked ready and willing to give it their all. I walked into the dressing room with so much of motivational speech in my heart.
“Give it up for your captain.” Hikmar screamed as the whole room burst into an all-out standing ovation as I walked in.
“We might have been beaten but not defeated. We might have lost but not failed, we might have been humiliated but we still are a force to reckon with in the NCSC football category. To this effect, I want to know those who are with me to bring this glory back to Auckland?” I said.
Hands went flying in the air. “If you are, then we’ll give it all it takes, take every friendly and training like it’s the competition. Monday, we start training see you all then.” I said bringing the meeting to a close.
“Nice speech.” Coach said as he came to my side.

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“Won’t you guys leave this thing for us too?” Eugene screamed at Sandra. “Yeah, we all attended Auckland.” David shouted out.
“Be like me move to the spot and push whoever is there away.” Trisha said pushing Sandra away. “Sounds like a story you once told me.” Joshua stated.
“Yeah, let me start with that.” She replied adjusting her hair.

** Trisha **

“Yeah yeah, I’m Trisha and I’m English, just the total opposite to Sandra, well, in a way though.”
“Would you please come to the board and solve this problem for us?” The math teacher called to me. I looked around in the usual ‘was that me’ way, “Don’t behave like you don’t know it’s you.” He said
I gently rose from my seat, I knew that all eyes would be on me. I slowly scribble what I thought was right on the board, while still in the middle of it all, the giggling started as even the teacher burst into all out laughter.
I slammed the marker on the table, went for my bag and walked out of the class.
I had managed to get out of my last year with a ‘C’ in math, everything seemed like I was to fail in my final year and it was seriously frustrating.
“Trisha!” Miley shouted after me, I ignored as I continued to pounce on the ground walking away from the class.
“Wait up dude, I was just trying to talk to you about something else.” She stated holding on to my arm.
“The class is over and I’m not here to talk to you about that.” She said bringing her voice down.
“What is it?” I asked using an unwelcome tone. “The coach wants you.” She replied.
“For?” I asked moving away from where I was standing. “You haven’t heard?” She said stunned at my response.
“That? Please be clear and stop speaking in parables.” I shouted at her “It’s alright, the NCSC is coming to Auckland this year.” “So? Go tell him I’m not interested.” I replied walking off.
I walked over to the cafeteria in search of some peace. “Hey numskull, if you can’t solve math, why don’t you drop out like the rest of you do.” A voice from the inside screamed as I was about to enter.
I ran as fast as I could away from the area. I kept running hoping that I will not stop. Miley’s words streamed through my mind bringing back all my fears.
“Trisha! Trisha!” I kept on ignoring as I continued my run. “Trisha!” The tone of the voice sank into my head, it was not a mocking voice, I knew who it was.
I stopped to look back. “Wait up for me.” The person came closer. “Hey Trisha.” He said as he came closer. It was he, my sprint coach.
I turned my face away from him I knew he was going to ask my participation in the NCSC
“Why would you not want to run for your school?” he asked
“Sir, last time out I got injured then badly humiliated, this time I don’t care if it’s in my dome I quit.”
“We both know that’s not the exact reason. Is it because of Jane?” He asked. All I could do was burst into tears. “Hey you don’t have to do that, you just have to get to the spot and push anyone that’s there away.” He advised.

** Present **

“Hmmn, there you go.” Trisha said leaving the camera to Eugene.
“Hey, I’m Eugene Kopolov, world’s best swimmer.” He taunted sitting in front of the camera.

** Eugene **

“Knew you’ll be here.” Dakore said as she walked into the swimming pool area “Hey chick, you heard yet?” I asked her as I swam towards the edge where she was. “Sure. Seems like you can’t even wait for training to officially kick off.” She teased.
“I got a party at my house you wanna come?” I asked holding her hand “I don’t know.” “There’s gonna be lots to drink and so much music. Come on.” I pestered.
“Alright I’ll be there.” She finally succumbed. “When is it coming up?” she asked pulling me out of the pool. “Next week Friday.” I replied reaching for the towel.
“There’s gonna be training that day.” “Sure, I’ll skip that day of training. For you.” I looked back to see the smile that was lurking around the corner of her mouth.

“You guys got a dress code?” she asked. “No wear anything you’ve got.” I said as we made for the exit. “How would I get to yours?” she asked, “I’ll pick you up at the McMavins.” I replied grabbing a piece of snack from her hand.
“What was your record today?” she asked hitting me hard. “1 minute 56 seconds.” I looked at her smile away again “Hughes holds the record at 1 minute 55 seconds, he’s coming to Auckland too.” She said trying to tease me.
“Hughes surely can be beaten. I’ll do it.” I stated pushing her out of the way before walking away.
“You don’t do that to a lady boy.” She screamed at me. I laughed it off turning to her so that she could see me smile.
“See you later chick.” I shouted back.

** Present **

“That’s all I’m gonna say for now.” Eugene said as he moved away from the camera.
“Come on tell us what happened that Friday.” David said pushing him back.
“Wait, you tell us how your first day went then I’ll say it.” He replied walking away from the camera.

** David **

“Dude, won’t you have some time off this book thing?” Sharon asked as she walked to my desk. “I’ve got to complete this story today.” I replied
“Oh that, you haven’t posted in the past few weeks.” She said sitting next to me.
“You’re not allowed to view it till it’s on the blog.” I said pulling my book closer.
“Anyways, your sprint coach calls for you.” She hissed standing from beside me.

“I wish I could just stay away from any activity in this NCSC and just write about it.” I said
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, wouldn’t it be nice to defend your 200m title?” She said smiling and walking out with her back.
“Yeah, that was one of the only 2 medals Auckland won 2 years ago. The only gold medal at that.” I shouted laughing amidst my words.
“He’s calling for you.” She shouted back running off.
I closed my book. Of all the things I had to do, retaining my title as the best in the 200m race across the country would be the ideal thing to work towards.
I walked over to the sports complex. Everywhere was filled with people. As I walked in they began to make way for me till I got to the table where he was seated.
“Hey, wanna run this year? You’ve got no choice son” He said penning my name down.
“See me tomorrow 10am right here alright?” He said dismissing me.
I smiled as I walked out of the complex feeling so respected, it wasn’t just any feeling it was a hero’s feeling.
“Hey, sorry, em, please are you participating in the NCSC this year?” The young lady asked from the corner where she was.
“Yes.” I replied with a smile lurking around my mouth. I could see the joy in her as she pounced off into the blue.
I was used to the attention but that day, it was a totally different feeling.

** Present **

“Yeah, I was in there at that time with the physio.” Trisha said as David moved away from the camera.
“Now Eugene tell us.” David said pushing him to the camera. “Calm down where’s Seyi and Hikmar? Let them also talk about their first day.” He replied shoving David’s hand off.
“I’ll go get them.” Joshua suggested. “Okay before they come, let me tell you what happened when our esteemed David walked in.” Trisha said moving to the front of the camera.

** Trisha **

I kept on crying as the reality of my fear hit me. It was her Jane. She was my main competition as a matter of fact, she was the only competition for me.
She was the defending champion in the female 100m and 200m competition. She had moved to Auckland after the last NCSC 2 years ago.
I had not gone up against her yet but the fear of being humiliated when I finally go head to head with her consumed me.
“Let’s go into the complex.” He said pulling me along. “First we’ll check your fitness level so go over to the physio.” He ordered once we entered into the complex.
“Alright.” I said moving away towards the physio’s office. Jane was in the waiting room as well. “H…h…hey” I managed to say as I walked past her. Unfortunately for me, there was no vacant seat other than the one next to her. I slowly took my seat beside her.
“So, you’re also up for the relay?” She asked. My heart skipped a beat as her words filtered into my ears. “I’m not sure for now, I’m still on edges about even participating.” I said dropping my head.
She moved closer putting her arms around me. “I heard you are the fastest Auckland’s got.” She said. I looked up stunned “I know I am not. You are.” I said still surprised at her statement.
“Why not let us train together then, we’ll see who the fastest is.” She suggested. I raised my head in disbelief of all the people I expected to believe in me, she was the last.
That was when our esteemed David walked in. “You know his name?” She asked noticing me looking at the progression of the students as he walked through.
“David. David Ranvier. He won Auckland’s only gold medal last 2 years in the NCSC.” I replied moving my gaze from him.
“Will you run, together?” She asked staring into my eyes I moved my face as the confusion beamed in me.
“No.” I replied standing to go into the physio’s.

GAME OF LIES EPISODE 1

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“I am Joseph Dante”, “I am Sandra Williams”, “I am Trisha Anderson” “I am David Ranvier.”, “I am Eugene kopolov.” “I am Hikmar Abdulrasak.” “Don’t leave me out Seyi Olawale is alive.”
“Okay, we all graduated from the same college and now…” Sandra started. “We’re all going to the same University.” Trisha shouted from behind her.
“Hey, wait why are we here? That’s what we should state first.” Joseph said pushing them aside. “This is the story of our college lives.” He continued settling down in front of the camera.
“Well not all of it. It’s just our last year when we played a game.” Seyi stated sitting next to Joseph.
“It was A Game Of Lies.” Hikmar chipped in as the lights went off.

** Joshua **
“Hey Josh!” Tina screamed as I walked into the school hallway towards my locker. Her locker was beside mine this year “Did you enjoy the holiday? I did I have so much to talk about today.” She said jolting away.
“Yea. It’s nice to see you again, I did enjoy my holiday.” I whispered to myself as I watched her walk away.
“Hey Josh, I saw you at the Muson centre last three weeks.” Vivian screamed as she walked closer to me. Was her locker to my right hand side? I kept asking myself.
She held her books in her hand “Hope you enjoyed it because I did.” She stood there staring at me.
I was the last person anyone would have wanted to talk to at that time.

** Present **
“Ahn, don’t say that.” Eugene cut in “it’s not like we hated you or something.”
“Yeah, you just decided to seclude yourself from us then.” David stated

** Joseph **
“Yeah I did, but I did not happen to see you.” I stated picking my History note. “See who says he didn’t see me. Who sat adjacent to me?” She asked.
I ran off as soon as she said those words. “Hey dude wait up we’ve got the class together.” She shouted to me coming after me.
“Do you even do History?” I shouted back “See you don’t even know those in your class.” She replied. “Don’t start off with this again.” I said running off into the class.
“Hey Josh!” Keith called out to me as soon as I entered the class. Keith was the only one at that time that I could trust. He always had my back.
“The NCSC is coming to Auckland.” He stated as I took my sit beside him. “Wow at least it will be nice to get off some academics.” I replied in a more jovial tone. “It’s not like you’ll take part.” He remarked. I nodded my head in agreement.
As much as I was disliked by the students, I guess that negative energy extended to the sport masters.
“Hey people, just got a call from the history lecturer. He isn’t coming today.” The class rep shouted from behind.
The whole class quickly dispersed till we we’re only a few left in the class. “Hey lets go check the schedule of practice.” Keith said dragging me across the class.
THE NATIONAL COLLEGE SPORTS COMPETITION is to hold at Auckland College from the 12th of October to the 15th of November.
My eyes widened at the sight of the posters. No one had taken time to know a thing about me. All they knew was that my name is Joshua Dante.

** Sandra **
I walked to and fro through the length of the hallway. Where could these prank players be? Mphela walked out of the booth with my bags in her hands.
“Don’t play that kind of a dirty trick on me anymore.” I shouted letting out all the fury in me.
“Hey dear.” Eric shouted walking towards us, I looked at Mphela. “I think he’s referring to you.”
I was and still am a classy girl, it was awkward for just any guy to walk up to me using interesting words like that.
“Sandra I’m saying hello.” He said calling my attention to his earlier greetings.
“I thought you were referring to her.” I stated pointing at Mphela. “I don’t know how to get to you.” He said attempting to drop the matter.
“The Dean requires your immediate attention.” He said leaving us alone.
I walked through the hallway with the usual concern of how I walk because everyone’s eyes was on me. At some point I decided to look sideways then I saw this guy.
It seemed like I had known him, like he had something remarkable to his name. “Is that guy new?” I asked Mphela who was walking with me.
“No, he’s been around for a while now. Say 2 years.” She replied with some sort of grin on her face.
“Hey don’t think that way, nothing is going down between us.” I whispered nudging her slightly. “Nicely done.” She said. She had hit a boy and had to apologise.

** Present **

“Yeah, I remember, let me tell you what happened to me before you go on.” Joshua cut in.
“Seems like josh and Sandra have the stage now I’ll go get some drinks.” Hikmar suggested walking away from the group. “I’m coming too.” Seyi screamed running behind him.

** Joshua **

“Wait here I’ll be back soon.” Keith said patting me on the back. I walked over to the locker’s my eyes gazed through the hallway as the thoughts of that one day fluxed my mind
“Hey sorry.” The girl stated as she moved her leg from on top of mine.
That was when our eyes met. I felt a chill run down my back. It was the first time ever such a thing had occurred over the last 2 years that I was in that college.
Was she looking at me? Or was I just hallucinating? I was unsure.
“Hey dude, you might want to hear this. I just found out that training starts next week
With weekly updates on the progress of the school teams.” Keith said to me as he returned to my side.

** Present **

“Don’t go into that, my story hasn’t got there yet.” Sandra shouted cutting in and pushing Joshua away.

** Sandra **

“Good morning ma.” I said as we walked into the office of the Dean. “Welcome back to school. Have your seat please.” She replied standing from her seat.
“As you might have already known, this year is one of the biggest in the history of Auckland College.” She started
“That’s because for the first time, the national college sports competition is coming to Auckland.” She continued. “Yes ma.” I said to confirm to her that I was listening.
“So here’s what I want you to do for me and for the school.” She continued.
“Now this applies to the both of you.” She said pointing at us. I won’t lie, chills ran down my back.
“You’ll be working with a press crew to give us updates in newspapers about all that has to do with this school’s participation in the NCSC.”
I felt like my dream job had come, it was the perfect way to get to the biggest boys in the school. “If that was a proposal ma, I gladly accept. If it were an order, I strongly oblige.” I replied jumping from my seat in joy
“What about you?” She said turning to Mphela. “It’s alright by me as well.”
I felt a string of joy being tickled in my heart and it was turning into a song of joy.
“That’s it then, report to the press room in this building by 9am tomorrow, we’ll have a meeting with the press people.” She stated pulling the door open for us to move out.

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I write to you from the ASYLUM.

Yes, and you’re allowed to be shocked. I know you’re probably wondering how I got here, fine, I’ll tell you on one condition, tell everyone I’M SANE.

It was 2050. Science had gone crazy. Technology… I dunno!!! So you’ll have to pardon me for my mistakes ,cause I really don’t get the hang of this thing. I mean how did they expect a girl from the 90′s to cope?! I think I’m from the 90′s so, I’m about 80 right? I still haven’t figured it out.

It was a couple of years back and my friend, best friend ‘Paws’ had gone missing. Mind you he’s a cat. yes, a cat!

I had searched the whole of Northfield town and found absolutely no traces of him. The only place left unchecked and it seemed impossible was the military base a couple of kilometres away from my home, and so, I decide to grace them with my presence.

I went there.

I got there.

I met an almost cute guy (a soldier man – security), He said

“good day ma’am, your name and mission at the base please?”

” I’m Not-So-Feminine”

he chuckled “clearly, I can see that ma’am, your name?”

“excuse me?! I said my name is Not-So-Feminine” I said furiously

he and his friends in the security post laughed

“feminine or not madam, I still need your name”

“HOW DARE YOU MISTER! HOW THERE YOU MOCK ME! THAT IS MY NAME! NOT-SO-FEMININE!” I shouted, obviously burnt.

“ohh! miss Not-So-Feminine, your fist name please?”

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out, I said to myself to remain calm.

“you may call me NOT”

with this all of them burst into laughter. I was so full of anger that I felt if I didn’t calm down, I would surely explode.

“right, i won’t, Miss Not” he said sarcastically “your mission at the base”

” I’m looking for my best friend, he’s missing” I said calming down

“oookay, and have you filed a missing report with the police?”

“No, no, no, don’t get me wrong, he’s in the base”

“okies, so, what’s his name and number?”

“paws”

“paws?? some weird names you got there” he mumbled but I heard.

“excuse me?!..wh…”

he cut me off. ” number please?”

“he ain”t got no phone number???” ain’t this people crazy

he rolled his eyes “Madam, not that! I’m talking about his identification number”

” Jesus! my cat ain’t got no identification number! when did cat’s start having that?’

hahahahaha!!!! you shoulda seen their faces! Damn! Their expressions were priceless!! All along, they had been thinking ‘Paws’ was human!! Such DWEEBS the were!

one of his friends stepped out and said to me “madam, do you know where you are?”

” WHAT?!”

“you heard him, missus” he said

” HELL YEAH MISTER! I’M AT THE FREAKING NORTHFIELD MILITARY BASE AND I SUGGEST YOU ALL ACT….”

“ALRIGHT, MISS NOT, I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE NOW!” he practically growled at me

” what?!” I said in surprise, I mean, who wouldn’t be surprised at such.

“LEAVE”

“officer, I demand you….”

“The easy way or the hard way ma’am?” he said as he placed his hand on his waist holster and I caught sight of his 9mm. Jeez, it sent a jolt of shock through my body system. Can you believe those people?!

I left.

Yea, I left ’cause I didn’t want to be shot at. (I’m kidding, they won’t have shot me)

But I came back in the night and tried to scale the electric wired fence, I tripped the alarm, got light stunned and was surrounded by about 30 soldiers. ( what do they keep in the base that makes them so security conscious? do they make secret, government unapproved bombs? I bet it’s something fishy!)

I don’t know what happened next but I woke up as prisoner in the asylum.

I have to go now the doctor is coming!

WAIT! I just remembered, THE DOCTOR SAID I DON’T HAVE OR OWN A CAT!

I’m a little confused. They said i did something worse, something really bad whatever!……. all I know is that

“I AM NOT-SO-FEMININE AND I AM SANE!”

P.S: the doctor Is SUPERDUPER HOT!

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I LOVE YOU. XOXO:)