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Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Sholyzee: 1:22am On Jan 04, 2016 |
![]() toykathy: miss u sweety ![]() toykathy: miss u sweety |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by PBeni(m): 7:06pm On Jan 08, 2016 |
Wao, never knew Chistar was back on this story...
Nice one |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Chrisx1x(m): 12:52pm On Jan 10, 2016 |
Pls add me to the group:07067017954 |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Uncleluke1(m): 8:51pm On Jan 10, 2016 |
Chistar wida u na.... Update quick na b4 i sell ma fone, enta torch lite |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Haryanfe7(m): 8:49pm On Jan 11, 2016 |
ahhh agg ahhh **breathing heavily**..........hv actually catch up wit u guys... mehnnnn......diz story wit die oo.....christar BABA NA U oo.....**remove my hat 2 show respect** bur wait oo......diz story is kinda long...... frm 2014-2016 christar me don join oo.....make una give more update ASAP.....am allergic 2 suspence ntemi |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Megadon109(m): 2:03pm On Feb 03, 2016 |
Any spirit against the finishing of this story...i release dry season thunder against such spirit!! oga chister i still de wait 4 update ooo. weldone sha 2 Likes |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Chule(m): 9:26am On Feb 06, 2016 |
chistaaaaaaaa, aluta continuaa. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Haryanfe7(m): 9:47am On Feb 06, 2016 |
BABA GOD!!!.......PLEASE!!!....enter into the mind of chistar......let him continue with this story.........GOD.....let him have time to continue...give him wisdom and understanding to continue........... AMEN!!! |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Uncleluke1(m): 11:55pm On Feb 17, 2016 |
Haryanfe7:Amen o.. Those Management girls confusing him, making him not to have time for us, we cast dem out |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by marvwhite: 6:36pm On Feb 18, 2016 |
Uncleluke1:AMEN |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by hardehbayor112(m): 1:30pm On Mar 21, 2016 |
oqa writer please come update dis story nah |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by hfinest1(m): 4:06am On Mar 30, 2016 |
finally I'm here... couldn't sleep cos of this story... chistar come continue o abeg |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Canme4u(m): 6:49am On Mar 31, 2016 |
This update is taking forever. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by marvwhite: 7:32am On Mar 31, 2016 |
this story stated from 2013,i have been waiting for an update almost a year. So for the new-comers #stay calm,you still gad a year before you gad an update |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by chistar01(m): 7:24pm On May 14, 2016 |
Okay. lets round this up. New updates from Monday. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by captaing59(m): 7:47pm On May 14, 2016 |
[color=#000099][/color] chistar01: real mature of you to come now although am not paying you but at least an explanation would have been good |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Adesiji77: 7:01am On May 15, 2016 |
2014? ![]() |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by chistar01(m): 7:12am On May 15, 2016 |
Previously on Why I Want To Be Bad… FUNMI Immediately the lecture ended, Happiness spoke her first eleven words in a while, “If dem born you well, no run commot. Just wait small.” The girl who had called Skinny T challenged Ayo. Ayo stood up in anger, “Me? Run from you?” she asked, tapping her chest continuously as she spoke. “Good, then wait small.” Happiness replied, laughing. “Wetin dey happen here?” I overheard one of my course mate ask another. Things were starting to get interesting for the guys as Ayo had succeeded in removing one of Happiness button when I noticed someone made way through the crowd, walked up to the back of Ayo and slapped her. She immediately loosed her grip on Happiness. “Who slapped me?” she asked. Her eyes were blinking continuously like an epileptic. “Let’s go home jhur,” I said as I dragged her out of the classroom. She kept on asking me who slapped her and promised to come back for Happiness the next day. After receiving such slap, I knew deep within me that she would not, just trying to cover up for her wounded ego. *** MARY-ANNE I have never really had much friends and I know exactly why; I do not know how to socialise. It is for this reason I have no single friend in my entire compound which houses over thirty-five people, well, except Amaka and we are not exactly close friends, except for the fact that I know she is friends with my boyfriend, or is it ex-boyfriend now? After trying Maxwell’s phone number all night, I woke up the next morning with one single goal; a promise not to call him again. After trying to distract myself from calling him by watching TV and realising that was not working I decided to go to over to Amaka’s room…. Something I have never done before. We are just the ‘please give me Maggi and Pepper’ kind of neighbour. “What I want to talk about is why Maxwell, your boyfriend, is not home with you?” she stressed on ‘your boyfriend’. Perfect! Just exactly who I needed to be reminded of. “We are having a small fight,” I said handling my phone. Do not call him… do not call him… do not call him, I repeated under my breath trying my humanly possible best to give him his space. “Really? What happened na?” she asked looking like a curious puppy. I was not quite sure if I should go on and tell her how I had slept with Henry and Maxwell found out so I decided to play her card, “It’s not something I want to talk about.” She laughed, “Well played.” I joined her in laughter but was cut short when certain images on the television screen caught my attention. First I saw my school, Yaba-Tech, badge pop up on the screen and then the pictures of the senate building was showed. Then a picture of Professor Iyagba was shown. “Turn up the volume,” I said and she picked up the remote and pressed a button. The audio came alive. The voice was that of a female. …following the brutal murder of one of its lecturer, in person of Mr Elijah Iyagba, the students and staffs of Yaba College of Technology are being advised to be cautious while participating in regular school activities. Although the case is still under investigation, it’s believed he was murdered by cultist. The I.G of Lagos Police has vowed to bring whoever was responsible to book and also stated that some people with valuable information had already stepped forward. “Oh my God!” I exclaimed as a blurred picture of his headless body flashed very briefly on the screen after a warning. Amaka stood up and went to her bathroom immediately. I could sense something was amiss. MAXWELL I got home from Mary-Anne's place all pissed. Actually, I was not even pissed, but disappointed. Disappointed about a lot of things. Firstly, disappointed in Mary-Anne for opening her legs so easily. Secondly, I was disappointed in myself for not figuring it out sooner. I mean, the signs were all there! Henry taking her accident matter so personal as far as going ahead to pay the bills was also a sign. I had dated quite a significant amount of girls and Henry had never even offered any of my girls the least water but suddenly he was settling the hospital bill that was clearly over ten thousand naira. I had zeroed Mary-Anne out of my mind, she was literally dead to me and although I wished it was that easy to do the same to Henry, I was not. I needed to hear his part of the story. "Err... Henry, I wan make we talk about something o," I said. "Wetin be that my man?" He asked as he took a rather long drag from his joint. "What's up between you and Mary-Anne!" I asked straight up. "You really wan know?" "Tell me," I replied. "Alright then," he said and took one long drag. "I bleeped your b.itc.h and I know how this sounds but it wasn't exactly intentional. No vex." He was very calm as he said this. There was no way I was going to stoop so low as to fight any guy over a girl. Fact! I decided it was best to just let it all go since it was all history and Henry had been truthful to me. For the first time I took note of my environment. I was around 2am in the morning. The moon was nowhere to be found but the stars were doing a good job with lightening up the earth. The breeze flow was so soothing and everywhere seemed so peaceful. Only one thing seemed to be amiss. I dragged the tray of weed, picked up the rizla and swiftly tapped a joint. I was surprised at how beautiful the joint looked as it had been a while I rolled. I lit it up and leaned my back on the seat. "So did you t.its fkcu her?" I asked. *** AMAKA The news of Agbaya death had spread like wild fire. School was slowly building a low level of chaos as everyone was tensed. Just a day after he was killed right before my eyes and he was already on the news, can you imagine? Just one fucking day! I needed to talk to someone, I thought, as I sat on the closed toilet seat. This meant that I needed to get rid of Mary-Anne who still sat in my room so I could talk freely. I stood up from the seat immediately and went straight to the room with that in my mind. “Anne, I need to go out like right now,” I said as I walked into the room. “Going far?” she asked. “Yea, kinda. My boyfriend just called,” I said out of the blues. I needed her to leave by all means. “Oh! Okay. Boys always win at the end,” she said before leaving rather reluctantly. I locked up the door and leaning my back on the wall I dialled Henry’s number. HENRY After such great night I expected a better morning to follow but I was wrong. “Taking you to the movies today. I’ll pick you up at your place by five, the movie starts by six so don’t be late and don’t dress too sexy please ![]() Did you notice the ‘dear’? I was sure going to smile for the rest of the day. “Hello, where are you?” I sent her on WhatsApp as the lecturer started talking something about blue and red wires. I watched the double grey ticks turn blue to indicate she had read the message before a reply shortly popped in my phone, “School gate oh, trying to get in but some students have blocked movement” “Okay, wait there, I’m coming.” I replied and left the hall immediately the lecturer left the hall which was not too long. I was pretty confident no one could stop me from passing through the gates. I walked through the gates and spotting Tonia was easy as she wore the brightest colour of shirt she had in her wardrobe… who wears such shouty orange? “Which Cinema are we going to??” “Film House at the mall, we could eat and do a little window shopping before the movie starts,” I said feeling like I had it all mapped out in my head. “Good, I’m badly in need for a new black jean, one of all those ripped types,” she said with a grin. “I said window shopping o, not actual shop….” I was about to say when the screeching sound of A Toyota Sienna and a Hilux interrupted me as they pulled up to a halt right at our front. Two uniformed men jump out of the Sienna and walked briskly towards me. Bleep! I murmured. 2 Likes |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by chistar01(m): 7:15am On May 15, 2016 |
captaing59:No real explanation except maybe; Life happened. But let's not dwell in the past and enjoy the present which would of course entail a good story being told. thanks. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by ybalogs(m): 7:19am On May 15, 2016 |
timpaker:The story is yet to begin sef and you're already salivating. More like nice intro |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by marvwhite: 8:09am On May 15, 2016 |
oh! C',mon.... after many *YEARS* of waiting only for him to post an already posted episode.......... (#not reading) |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Jetreelbill(m): 8:39am On May 15, 2016 |
U ARE INDEED CREATIVE. MORE OF THAT! |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by ayoalafe(m): 8:48am On May 15, 2016 |
This one, look at ur back ama follow this to the end. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by HDoc(m): 11:18am On May 15, 2016 |
Thnk God u're back. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by iampistis(f): 12:35pm On May 15, 2016 |
Please update more. Love the story. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by dezypinky(f): 2:21pm On May 15, 2016 |
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Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by Ibrokane(m): 3:35pm On May 15, 2016 |
kudos to the writer............... I |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by chistar01(m): 3:56pm On May 15, 2016 |
-24- MAXWELL We were supposed to have two more lectures before calling it a day but the chaos in school had put all academic activities on hold so I decided going home was the best thing to do since I really needed to sleep as I had not exactly had much sleep for a few days. So I packed up my books and instructed my course mates, well, the few ones that remained to go home with a promise to inform them of any new development via text message. I left the lecture hall where we were initially waiting for our next lecture and headed for school gate with my school bag firmly positioned at my back. As I walked, I noticed that new groups of people were mobilizing to strengthen the riot and on asking what was the reason for the riot, I was informed that it was headlined by the Faculty of Social Sciences students who were pissed by the fact that their lecturers had refused to teach them knowing fully well that examinations were just a few weeks ahead all because of a very corrupt lecturer was murdered. Apparently, they were glad the lecturer was killed as he was very wicked and wanted lectures to continue. I understood their plight and would have joined in the protest as the spirit on Aluta would have loved but this was not directly my fight to fight and most importantly I needed to sleep really bad... My body aches from head to toe. About hundred metres before getting to school gate I saw a more aggressive crowd walking through the school gate and approaching me. They all had at least a green leaf with them, what that signified? I had no idea but some of them held big sticks and different things I believed to be weapons. They sang songs of solidarity as they matched on. Today today! Tomorrow no more! If I die today! I would die no more! The chanted as they approached me. The sight reminded me of scenes from the movie Beast of no Nation and with that in mind I knew things had escalated. I decided to call the few people I really cared about to be sure they were alright. First I called Amaka but she did not pick, then I Funmi but she also did not pick up and then I was forced to call Henry, not because I was scared that something bad had happened to him because I knew he could take care of him self for sure but to ask if he has any idea of where Funmi was, we all lived in the same building so I figured he might have seen her but then something unexpected happened. "Who you dey call?" One of the rioters yelled at me as he jogged towards me, brandishing a big stick over his head. "You dey call police for us shey?" Another asked as he jogged behind the first guy. In a matter of seconds I was surrounded by a bunch of the rioters. "No o... I no dey..." I tried to say before I was cut short by a slap from a hand I had no idea where it came from. "C'mon bring that phone!" Someone said and next thing I knew was that someone was trying to drag my phone from me. "I no dey call any police!" I shouted as I struggled to keep possession of my phone. Several slaps followed and I was forced to let go of the phone. "Make we see as you go call police now," the one with the phone said as he raised another solidarity song and matched on with the crowd following him. I was dumbfounded. All I wanted to do was to call my loved ones to check if they had suffered any loss in the riot and it turns out I was the one who suffered a loss. I knew the face of the person who took my phone and was sure I was going to get it back one way or the other so I just picked up my school bag which laid opened on the floor with all its content littered all over, I did not even know when it was pulled from my back. I was so depressed following what had just happened but I knew crying or standing in the middle of the road would not solve anything so I walked on to school gate and boarded a cab straight to my doorsteps not minding the cost. Only for me to get to my house and find the last person I wanted to see on this earth standing at the front of my door. "What the fkuc are you doing here?!" I yelled, referring to Mary-Anne. HENRY So many thoughts ran through my head as the uniformed men walked towards Tonia and I. My first thought however was; what had I done that would warrant them coming all the way to school from their station to arrest me? And to that effect I had a few things in mind, the Agbaya incident and the hot pursuit after RayJ’s birthday bash. Running seemed like an unwise thing to do as they were too close to me already and I did not want to make matters worse by adding Resisting Arrest to my list of my possible offences, so I stayed put and decided to leave matters to fate as I watched the uniformed men pull out their baton as they approached me. To my greatest surprise the officers got to where we stood and walked passed us in a flash. I turned as I watched them in awe as they walked towards the rioters and grabbed one of them before the others dispersed like dandelion seeds spread by the wind. “Una papa send una come school to read book but una say na riot una wan riot abi?” One of the officers said in a mean tone as he tightened his grip on his victims belt. “Agbe no worry, we go teach this one lesson today,” his partner commented and then went on to hit the victim with the baton to show he was not joking. “Thank God the police has intervened this quickly before we start to hear stories that touch the heart,” Tonia said as we watched the police drag the scape goat towards their car. I just smiled in response as I took her by her arms and lead the way to the car park. Tonia probably did not notice my smile was still firmly planted on my face as we boarded a cab because she did not ask any question but deep within me I was so happy to know that things could have gone differently… very differently. I let the thoughts of what could have been slide about twenty minutes into the journey as the romantic part of me came alive on realising this was my first proper date with Tonia and I had to make sure it was perfect. “What movie would you like to watch?” I asked her breaking the loud silence. She turned to me and smiled, “I don’t know really, I usually have a lot of movies I’ll have loved to watch but none comes to mind at the moment,” she replied. “Well, today is your lucky day as I know just the movie you’ll like,” I announced with all certainty while in reality I had no particular movie in mind but I figured anything romantic coupled with lots of kissing scenes would do, after all is that not the kind of things girls generally like? “I guess we’ll find out soon enough,” she said gleefully. Afterwards there was no much conversation except for a few jokes here and there until we got to mall. We got down, I settled the bills and led the way into the mall. The sudden change of atmosphere hit us with a bang. The sun was in its prime so obviously everywhere outside was very hot but on entering the mall we were welcomed by a cool wave of conditioned air and the faint voice of one of our popular pop stars who passionately sang one of his hit songs through the strategically placed speakers. The mall was a four storey building which spread on ground I believed to be slightly more than an acre. I could spot several escalators and elevators from the entrance where we stood and it would have been easy for someone to not know which way to take if it was his first time but luckily I had been to this particular mall several times so I knew just the way. We jumped on the nearest escalator and stopped on the second floor before taking a left towards the corner where I knew the cinema was located. I grabbed a copy of their schedule and in one quick glance, I knew the perfect movie to watch, “The movie I had in mind starts in about thirty minutes so what do you want to do to burn time?” I asked. “You are the boss here, I’ll let you decide,” she replied as she grabbed my arm with her two hands before leaning on me in a romantic gesture. I liked the way things were going, really perfect. I thought about it for a while but then I had been to this particular mall several times so I knew all the fun spots. I led her to the nearest elevator and waited a bit for us to get to the top floor. On getting there we went to the gaming section where one could win prizes like teddy bears and stuffs like that. We approached one of the vendors and decided to a play a game which involved shooting a gun at a screen where a bird flew across continuously. The idea was to aim at the bird and shoot it down. Piece of cake, I had a real gun and knew how to use it pretty well so what challenge can using a toy gun bring? I thought. I paid the token for a round which involved three consecutive shots and picked up the gun. "I'll win two teddies for you," I said to Tonia before taking my aim and shooting at the bird on the screen. "Just one would be fine and I promise to do something nice for you if you actually win the teddy for me," she cheered me on. I missed the first time but that did not discourage me from trying again. But then I missed the second and the third as well so I had to pay for another round. I was so sure I will definitely hit my target this time. You know how things almost never really go as planned? That was exactly what happened the second round as I went on to miss my first two attempts. This was no longer funny. "Guy, you sure say you never adjust this thing?" I asked the game moderator before trying the last time. Tonia would be really disappointed in me, I thought. "I no adjust anything o, Na you wey no sabi shoot anything," he replied laughing. I took my last aim and made a subconscious resolution to give up if I missed this time but just as I was about to pull the trigger, Tonia grabbed my hand and whispered in my ears, "let me try." This was my opportunity to save myself from total disgrace and shame so I gladly gave her the gun, I knew she would definitely miss. Tonia took the gun from my hands and then grabbed it firmly with both hands. She closed one of her eyes and bent her head slightly probably to get a better view. She waited a few seconds before squeezing the trigger. To my greatest surprise the bird suddenly stopped flying and fell to the bottom of the screen. She had shot it! "That's how you shoot," she said as the moderator handed over to her one of the smaller teddy bears with a grin so wide his lips nearly touched his ears. "Where did you learn to shoot?" I asked her sounding obviously surprised. She sure did not shoot the bird down by luck. "My dad works for the Nigerian Navy." "You sure are full of surprises," I said as I pulled her away from the gaming section. "Let's go buy our movie ticket, the movie would soon start," I added. She had replaced the grip on my hands with the teddy bear she literally won for her self and I was not exactly happy by that but what could I do? We got to the cinema, bought the tickets alongside the biggest bowl of popcorn they had and then entered the viewing room. I have not mentioned this before and it might be a shameful thing to say but I have never really been to a cinema before. Okay, to avoid any misconceptions let me rephrase, I have never really been into a viewing room before. I have been to cinema facilities before but have never really felt the urge to sit down in a dark room to watch a movie on a big screen before so each time I somehow find myself in a cinema I end up doing every other thing the cinema has to offer except watch a movie so I was a bit surprised at how big, cold and dark the viewing room was. I have heard stories of how people had sex and did a lot of other ridiculous things at the cinema but I never actually believed any of them because of obvious reasons but on seeing it now with my very own eyes, I actually for a moment considered the possibility of doing naughty things to Tonia right here. Who knows? My first time in a viewing room might be more exciting than I had expected. I smiled mischievously at this thought as she led the way to our seat. TO BE CONTINUED PS: Because this hit front page today and I am feeling particularly encouraged and inspired, here’s a new update. Do read, enjoy and let me know your thoughts, thanks. PEACe 3 Likes |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by chistar01(m): 4:30pm On May 15, 2016 |
I know many of my old followers are in doubt whether to join the band wagon again this time as this story has been filled with several break in transmission and broken promises (maybe that should be the title of my next story, “Broken Promises”) so I am not going to make any promises this time but just know that I have a really good motivational source at my back this time and I will finish the story this time. To my Whatsapp group members, you guys are my family. You all were a solid rock that always held me down and always would be and I will always be grateful for that. I just hope the group is still functional even in my absence and don’t worry about when I’ll be coming back as that’s really soon. By the end of this week I should be back with full force, new members are welcomed by the way. Before I get carried away with my long speech let me stop here so I can go and write what really matters – the story. PEACe. 1 Like |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by segsbenks(m): 4:49pm On May 15, 2016 |
hop u wont enbark on an indefinate strike lik u had done in d time past,besides dis, ur work had always been a hit especially dis one, der ar oder tins i will lik 2 say abt ur work, bt let me see if you av actually cums bk lik u said. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by MzChistar(f): 4:54pm On May 15, 2016 |
This is the only reason I visit this website. welvome back sire but if you leave us stranded again im done following you. this is not a threat. |
Re: Why I Want To Be Bad - A Story by efemena24(m): 5:22pm On May 15, 2016 |
chistar01:you f*ck whoever you want and he f*cks whoever he wants but at the end of the day he's the one for you and you for him. How I wish every girl was like you, the world would have been a better place... |
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