Jamieoyel:

guessed as much because you sound so foreign.
You sound so foreign that your efforts to give the story a Nigerian feel are as obvious as the sun at noon!
I was tempted to ask abt your background till you confirmed my suspicion.

SmartestPopQUEEN:
*******CONT******* "It's fucckking freezing in here," Stephanie repeated herself, and I couldn't stop my retort. "That's why they call it a freezer." She gave me a look, like I was the idiot, but I just brushed it off. I noticed her eyes were a light blue, and she had really long lashes. I heard the door close behind us, electronically latching, and decided to quickly look for the juice before we both froze. "It's right here, next to the--" I cut off as the lights went off, and Stephanie gave a small scream. Before I could act or think I felt her grab a hold of me, pinning my arm to my side and shivering from cold and fear. "Don't worry; the lights will come back on shortly. The power shouldn't stay off long. Let's see if we can find the door." It was a little hard groping for the door one handed, with her holding on tight to me, and somehow I'd become turned around, in the meantime. "I hate the dark," she confided in me. I patted her back in an effort to calm her, and she pulled me tighter to her body. I couldn't help but feel her bre*asts pressed against my arm, and after a moment I realized her crotch was pressed to the back of my hand. All of a sudden, I felt myself growing hard, and a plan hatched in my mind, as I finally found the door. "It's locked," I lied. "With the power out, we're locked in here till it comes back on." I could feel her shaking against my body, whether from fear or the cold I wasn't sure. "The good news is that with the power out, it won't get any colder in here." "At home, when the power goes out, my sister Stacy and I comfort each other till it comes back on." I placed my free arm around her waist, pulling her tighter to me as I listen to her talk. "Sometimes we'll just hold each other, and talk about whatever comes to mind. My parents say we're two peas in a pod, but that's just silly. What else would twins be?" Stephanie has a twin? For a moment I was tempted to start using my ability on her, but then thought better of it. I didn't want to get caught in here doing something I shouldn't be, and have Mikel fire me, and the last thing I needed was a bigger headache. Besides, how much sweeter it would be if I won her over without making switches? I let her continue talking, only saying a little here and there, letting our shared body warmth fight off the chill room. I knew it was helping to keep her calm. "You don't remember me, do you?" Steph( i will like to start abbreviating her name.) asked unexpectedly, and I wracked my mind trying to figure out who she was. She laughed, after I remained silent for a few seconds. "It's okay. I wouldn't expect you to remember me with the likes of Tina in the same class, or even Prof. Jane." She must have felt me tense up then. "Ha, I know all the men look at the professor, and Tina is one of the hottest girls in school." She laughed again, and I sensed more than saw her look up at me. "Do you know why I got a job here?" I shook my head before I realized she couldn't see me, and then said, "Because the tips are really good?" "No," she suddenly grew quiet for a few seconds. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I've had a crush on you for the longest time." "Me?" I blurted out. No woman has ever had a crush on me that I'd ever heard of. "Why me?" "Why not?" She replied, matter- of-factly. "I don't go for the jocks; most of them are assholes anyway. I prefer a man that is smart, and for some reason I like pale skin, versus tanned. I dunno," she hesitated, growing shy again, "I guess I also think you're rather cute." My heart was thumping in my chest as she spoke. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was aware of every inch of her body pressed to mine, her legs around my left leg, my left hand trapped between my jeans and her soft khaki- covered crotch, her bre*asts heaving against my arm, and it occurred to me that she was just as nervous as I was. Despite what she had just revealed, I thought I was being bold as I leaned my head down to where I thought her lips might be, and ended up kissing her nose. She giggled, and I thought it was rather cute to listen to. I felt her hands travel up my body to the back of my head, turning it, and then felt her lips touch mine. Despite the frigid temperature in here, I felt a delicious warmth spread from where our lips made contact, then travel through my head, down into my body, and ignite in my loins. I had already been a bit hard, but now it was throbbing in my pants. With the arm still around Stephanie, I pulled her tighter to me, deepening the kiss, when she pulled away from me. "I can't-- I mean, we shouldn't," her voice was breathy, and suddenly I became self conscious. Was I a bad kisser? Did my breath stink? These are the questions that kept popping into my agitated mind.
***T.B.C.***

SmartestPopQUEEN:
*******CONT******* "It's fucckking freezing in here," Stephanie repeated herself, and I couldn't stop my retort. "That's why they call it a freezer." She gave me a look, like I was the idiot, but I just brushed it off. I noticed her eyes were a light blue, and she had really long lashes. I heard the door close behind us, electronically latching, and decided to quickly look for the juice before we both froze. "It's right here, next to the--" I cut off as the lights went off, and Stephanie gave a small scream. Before I could act or think I felt her grab a hold of me, pinning my arm to my side and shivering from cold and fear. "Don't worry; the lights will come back on shortly. The power shouldn't stay off long. Let's see if we can find the door." It was a little hard groping for the door one handed, with her holding on tight to me, and somehow I'd become turned around, in the meantime. "I hate the dark," she confided in me. I patted her back in an effort to calm her, and she pulled me tighter to her body. I couldn't help but feel her bre*asts pressed against my arm, and after a moment I realized her crotch was pressed to the back of my hand. All of a sudden, I felt myself growing hard, and a plan hatched in my mind, as I finally found the door. "It's locked," I lied. "With the power out, we're locked in here till it comes back on." I could feel her shaking against my body, whether from fear or the cold I wasn't sure. "The good news is that with the power out, it won't get any colder in here." "At home, when the power goes out, my sister Stacy and I comfort each other till it comes back on." I placed my free arm around her waist, pulling her tighter to me as I listen to her talk. "Sometimes we'll just hold each other, and talk about whatever comes to mind. My parents say we're two peas in a pod, but that's just silly. What else would twins be?" Stephanie has a twin? For a moment I was tempted to start using my ability on her, but then thought better of it. I didn't want to get caught in here doing something I shouldn't be, and have Mikel fire me, and the last thing I needed was a bigger headache. Besides, how much sweeter it would be if I won her over without making switches? I let her continue talking, only saying a little here and there, letting our shared body warmth fight off the chill room. I knew it was helping to keep her calm. "You don't remember me, do you?" Steph( i will like to start abbreviating her name.) asked unexpectedly, and I wracked my mind trying to figure out who she was. She laughed, after I remained silent for a few seconds. "It's okay. I wouldn't expect you to remember me with the likes of Tina in the same class, or even Prof. Jane." She must have felt me tense up then. "Ha, I know all the men look at the professor, and Tina is one of the hottest girls in school." She laughed again, and I sensed more than saw her look up at me. "Do you know why I got a job here?" I shook my head before I realized she couldn't see me, and then said, "Because the tips are really good?" "No," she suddenly grew quiet for a few seconds. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I've had a crush on you for the longest time." "Me?" I blurted out. No woman has ever had a crush on me that I'd ever heard of. "Why me?" "Why not?" She replied, matter- of-factly. "I don't go for the jocks; most of them are assholes anyway. I prefer a man that is smart, and for some reason I like pale skin, versus tanned. I dunno," she hesitated, growing shy again, "I guess I also think you're rather cute." My heart was thumping in my chest as she spoke. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was aware of every inch of her body pressed to mine, her legs around my left leg, my left hand trapped between my jeans and her soft khaki- covered crotch, her bre*asts heaving against my arm, and it occurred to me that she was just as nervous as I was. Despite what she had just revealed, I thought I was being bold as I leaned my head down to where I thought her lips might be, and ended up kissing her nose. She giggled, and I thought it was rather cute to listen to. I felt her hands travel up my body to the back of my head, turning it, and then felt her lips touch mine. Despite the frigid temperature in here, I felt a delicious warmth spread from where our lips made contact, then travel through my head, down into my body, and ignite in my loins. I had already been a bit hard, but now it was throbbing in my pants. With the arm still around Stephanie, I pulled her tighter to me, deepening the kiss, when she pulled away from me. "I can't-- I mean, we shouldn't," her voice was breathy, and suddenly I became self conscious. Was I a bad kisser? Did my breath stink? These are the questions that kept popping into my agitated mind.
***T.B.C.***

silverdam:
SmartestPopQUEEN omg i love your story, please give me the permission to copy it on my blog. Please i beg you in the name of God. Please, i will definitely credit you as the writer

hormobolanle:



bae pls waited for d next update

3scayp3:
Na me enter ghost mode pe n u guys blacklisted me Ottawa the [/HERO] team

Tnx to God for bringing me back from Russia. Only one year more and am done with all those racial asses.

To SmartestPOPqueen u nailed it girl... N ya all others kudos for supporting the Queen.

3scayp3: the guy who had d first seat but had to go out n piss

Love...

kababs:
Hi, SmartestPopQUEEN

Hope you're having a great day? My name is Yinka. I like your story.

Will you like to write for me and earn money? If you're interested, contact me @ signature.

I'm sincerely looking forward to hearing from you.

Thanks

SmartestPopQUEEN:
no qualms dude...

younglev:
mehn! dopest story eva seen it make sense baje team HERO till I kick the bucket lolzz ;Dmehn! dopest story eva seen it make sense baje team HERO till I kick the bucket lolzz

cyber5:
SmartestPopQUEEN


I swear you're the best, you think out of the box. For uncle Tosin to have asked for your permission to copy this story means that you are not just a pro but even better than a VETERAN.


If we have more individual with high IQ and intellectual like yours; then the future is very bright.

Albert Einstein said " I fear a day that Technology will surpass Human Intellectual and our world will be ruled by fools"

He wouldn't have said that if he knew SmartestPopQUEEN.


Aside from that May-Born are always the best in everything.





#RepMonthOfMay
#RepTeamHERO

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p.s: Remember to mention me when the next story is out

3scayp3:
Today na ma happiest day in d world... Why? Because I found a way of gaining to access NL here.
Please Queenliz, any new thread or story up? Please send me d link. I miss u

3scayp3:
Today na ma happiest day in d world...
Why?
Because I found a way of gaining to access NL here.

Please Queenliz, any new thread or story up? Please send me d link.
I miss u

SmartestPopQUEEN:
nope not atall dear. But you can visit the 'TRADITION of Chumzypinky or UNITED in Betrayal by PamelB, and COUNTLESS by Theblessedman. Uwelcm

SmartestPopQUEEN:
[size=30pt]HERO.....

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[/size]


[b]Queenliz's HERO... Thanks to the mod that took this story to the Front Page...

FLASH BACK.

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It was a tingling sound, coupled with a Blue light...
Something pokes my arm... And my Head is throbbing... I can't feel my arm... Oh no, no!, what have they done with my arm?
A pink like shadow bends over me.

Sweat soaked me fully, and i sit up in bed, terror filling my mind and thoughts. I quickly look at my right arm, and breathe a sigh of
relief. It's still there (thank God), though numb from having slept on it wrongly with my whole weight on it.
I fall back onto my pillow, shocked at how cold the sweat on the pillow feels as my head hits it. Flipping it over to the dry side, I notice the
time. I have only an hour till my alarm goes off. Groaning, I roll over, hoping to get a little more sleep, before I have to get up, and get ready for school.


I doubt I will though, as my head is pounding, and my arm is stiff and tingling.


* * *

Buzzing fills my room, followed
right after by robotic voices screaming, "Exterminate!
Exterminate!" Moaning like the dead, I reach for my alarm clock to switch it off, only to find the
switch is already in the off spot, the noise ending just before I
reach it.

Sitting up, rubbing my eyes, I reach for the glass of water I left on my nightstand before going to bed last night, and try to wake my sleeping mind. For some
reason I feel like I have just run a
marathon, rather than had a long night's sleep. I'm just glad the headache is gone, though my arm still seems a little stiff.


My door flies open, and I look up to see my roommate, Dennis,
looking at me.
"Rise and shine, dork!" he calls,
turning on my light.

"I thought I
told you to change that alarm sound. Your Doctor WHAT is
annoying in the morning."


"I'm a geek!"( you will understand that word later) I told him for what felt like the hundredth time. "And
it's Doctor Who, not What."

"More like Doctor Whatever. Or Doctor What do i care"

Shaking my head at my roommate's ignorance, I quickly get dressed, and head from my room. Reaching for the light, it flips off a moment before I hit the switch. Looking at it in confusion, my stomach rumbles,
recalling me to breakfast.

"Have you been watching the news lately?" Dennis asks me as I pour my cereal into a bowl. I just give him a look, in response. He
knows I can't abide watching the news.
"I just thought you might be interested in what's been happening, you being such a dork and all." Deciding it's best to
keep my mouth shut, I just pour my milk.

"Seems there was some girl in India that started flying around town, like some sort of Superman, and a guy in Japan
suddenly started on fire, but didn't get burned."

"Parlor tricks, thats older than the rate of corruption in Nigeria" I mumble around
a mouthful. For a moment I consider mentioning that there
are plenty of female comic book characters that can also fly, but then remembering his level of ignorance, I just continue chewing.


"I dunno... The news seemed pretty interested in it. There are videos of the flying girl on
Youtube and Nairaland." He continues to ramble on, but somehow I ignore him, until I leave for class.
.

To be continue. [/b]

SmartestPopQUEEN:
[size=30pt]HERO.....

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[/size]


[b]Queenliz's HERO... Thanks to the mod that took this story to the Front Page...

FLASH BACK.

---

It was a tingling sound, coupled with a Blue light...
Something pokes my arm... And my Head is throbbing... I can't feel my arm... Oh no, no!, what have they done with my arm?
A pink like shadow bends over me.

Sweat soaked me fully, and i sit up in bed, terror filling my mind and thoughts. I quickly look at my right arm, and breathe a sigh of
relief. It's still there (thank God), though numb from having slept on it wrongly with my whole weight on it.
I fall back onto my pillow, shocked at how cold the sweat on the pillow feels as my head hits it. Flipping it over to the dry side, I notice the
time. I have only an hour till my alarm goes off. Groaning, I roll over, hoping to get a little more sleep, before I have to get up, and get ready for school.


I doubt I will though, as my head is pounding, and my arm is stiff and tingling.


* * *

Buzzing fills my room, followed
right after by robotic voices screaming, "Exterminate!
Exterminate!" Moaning like the dead, I reach for my alarm clock to switch it off, only to find the
switch is already in the off spot, the noise ending just before I
reach it.

Sitting up, rubbing my eyes, I reach for the glass of water I left on my nightstand before going to bed last night, and try to wake my sleeping mind. For some
reason I feel like I have just run a
marathon, rather than had a long night's sleep. I'm just glad the headache is gone, though my arm still seems a little stiff.


My door flies open, and I look up to see my roommate, Dennis,
looking at me.
"Rise and shine, dork!" he calls,
turning on my light.

"I thought I
told you to change that alarm sound. Your Doctor WHAT is
annoying in the morning."


"I'm a geek!"( you will understand that word later) I told him for what felt like the hundredth time. "And
it's Doctor Who, not What."

"More like Doctor Whatever. Or Doctor What do i care"

Shaking my head at my roommate's ignorance, I quickly get dressed, and head from my room. Reaching for the light, it flips off a moment before I hit the switch. Looking at it in confusion, my stomach rumbles,
recalling me to breakfast.

"Have you been watching the news lately?" Dennis asks me as I pour my cereal into a bowl. I just give him a look, in response. He
knows I can't abide watching the news.
"I just thought you might be interested in what's been happening, you being such a dork and all." Deciding it's best to
keep my mouth shut, I just pour my milk.

"Seems there was some girl in India that started flying around town, like some sort of Superman, and a guy in Japan
suddenly started on fire, but didn't get burned."

"Parlor tricks, thats older than the rate of corruption in Nigeria" I mumble around
a mouthful. For a moment I consider mentioning that there
are plenty of female comic book characters that can also fly, but then remembering his level of ignorance, I just continue chewing.


"I dunno... The news seemed pretty interested in it. There are videos of the flying girl on
Youtube and Nairaland." He continues to ramble on, but somehow I ignore him, until I leave for class.
.

To be continue. [/b]

SmartestPopQUEEN:
[size=38pt]Continuation=>>>>>>[/size]

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[b]Cold air buffets me as I trekked through the rain to my first college course today.

Something hits me in the back, but I ignore it, figuring it is just a
breeze.

"What a nerd!" I hear Richard Dice voice that out a second later. I had hoped to get away from him after secondary school, but his father had somehow gotten him into the same expensive University I'd received a scholarship at, and so I was still being bullied by him.


"Leave him alone, Rich," Tina says right afterwards. She's
Richard's girlfriend, and one of the hottest girls on campus, and when I say hottest... Damn it, she's really hot... Truth be told.


"Okay, I'll weave the wittle ol' nerd awone for you," Richard
replied in baby talk.

Why does Tina put up with such an idiot, I
wonder, not for the first time.

Classes seem to drag on, and my mind seems to keep going fuzzy from lack of sleep. Finally, in my
last class, I can't seem to keep my eyes open, which is slightly odd,
as Prof.JANE class is usually one of my favorites. Not because
of the subject matter, math has always been an easy subject for
me, but because of her.

She stands just a little shorter than me, has beautiful big brown eyes that seem magnified by her large glasses. Her long dark brown hair is usually pulled back, and softly reflects the fluorescent lighting in the room. She has a
small waist that usually gets overlooked because of her ample br**st.

I am usually quite attentive in her class, but today, I struggle just to keep my eyes
open, and on her, as she lectures us on a formula I'd mastered last night before going to bed.


If only the lights were off, so I could put my head down, and rest. For a moment, I imagine standing up and switching off
the lights right by me, but they require a special key to switch them on or off.


I open my eyes as someone gasps, and notice that the room
is dark, except where Prof. Jane's computer screen is on, and a couple other students
have their cell phones out, playing instead of paying attention.


"Who turned out the lights?" the professor demanded, walking to
her desk, and shuffling through a
drawer. She must have found what she was looking for, as she marches down the aisle till she
stands right next to me, slips the key into a notch, and lifts it,
restoring the lights.


Prof Jane glares down at me, as if I had been the one to turn off the
lights. "Mr. Smith, did you happen to see who turned off the lights?" I just shook my head, not having seen anyone do it, my
own eyes having been closed at the time. She looks at me
suspiciously for a moment, and then walks back down to her desk, dropping her key back in the drawer


My mind is racing now. HAD I somehow turned off the lights? I
couldn't see how. But then I remembered this morning with the alarm clock, and my bedroom light. Both had been off before I
hit them. And the light in class had gone off when I had
thought about it. It was all likely a coincidence, but I had to try.

I pictured the key moving in the switch, turning the light off... And froze, a grin splitting my face.

Prof. Jane mutters to herself as she climbs the aisle, key in hand again, to turn the light back on. The class is loudly murmuring, but I ignore them as I consider what this means. Do I have super powers? Am I some kind of mutant? More importantly, what exactly is it
that I can do? It has to be more than just turning off lights,
because I'd done it to my alarm clock.


The lights came back on, startling me, and I remove the smile from my face a moment too late.

"Since you think this is so funny, Mr. Smith, I want to see you in
my office after class." My fellow students "ooh" like this was
secondary school, but I ignore them.


Part of me is elated at my new discovery, but another is
horrified that I am in trouble now. Looking around class, I see
a number of students glancing at me furtively, unsure themselves if I had really done the deed. None of the stares really bothers me, till
I see Tina giving me a
disappointed look.

The professor gets back in front of the class, and continues her lecture, watching me like a hawk.


I want to experiment, but know better than to mess with the
lights again. Maybe it is telekinesis, I wonder, and start
trying to lift my pencil off my desk with only my mind.
Nothing happens.
I try moving it side to side, but again, it sits motionless. Maybe it
only works on electronics, I wonder next. Looking around for someone with their cell phone
out, I'm disappointed to see
none. I don't dare pull my own out, with Prof Jane watching me so keenly.


[/b] To be continued.

sparrow001:

good write up kudos

Oladim001:
@smartestpopqueen.
Just wanted to bring to your notice that your story is being plagrialized by muyigist.com.
You can check it to confirm

Oladim001:
@smartestpopqueen.
Just wanted to bring to your notice that your story is being plagrialized by muyigist.com.
You can check it to confirm

cbella:
Late but I'm here finally.... Amazing updates, larrysun


Gloryejims, Deeejah, Pearl05, I know you guys have read since last year...

Bluehaven:


Now, I'm worried and confused about the origin and objective of TEAM HERO or HERO TEAM.
Tgold1, TheBlessedMan, Royh, PrinceOfPrince, SmartestPopQueen, etc you guys shouldn't tell me y'all went through the kissing of an 80+ old woman/man.