My childhood sweetheart
Getrude Osei Pokuah · Ongoing · 63.1k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
Flashback
Mina's birthday
“I'm gonna be late for Mina's birthday party". Damien laughed. “What's with that serious face, Alex? They haven't started now". Damien explained, “I still want to go there early". Alex complained. “You like Mina, don't you ?". Damien asked his son. Alex nodded and smiled. “Oh hell no Damien". Ayla said from behind them. “You can't be teaching my son those nasty things,he is too young for that". Ayla said, “Our son". Damien corrected. “No need to be serious babe, I was just kidding". Damien explained.
Mina is the daughter of Nina and Nick. She had a striking resemblance to Nina but took Nick's green eyes. Ayla bent lower to her son. “Alex, what do you plan to give Mina on her second birthday". Ayla asked. “A box of strawberry candy,her favourite". Alexis said. “That's so nice of you Alex, Mina will be so happy". Ayla explained.
When Mina saw Alex at her birthday party she was so happy that she ran off to meet him. “Nina, take care, don't run.
You will fall. I don't want you to get hurt on your birthday",Nina said worriedly. But naughty little Mina just giggled and ran off to hug Alex. “Wu med it". Mina said in her childish voice. Alex laughed and ruffled her hair. Mina frowned because she didn't like her hair being tempered with. “What's with that face,Mina", little Alex asked. “I don't want wu tu pway wit it, Wu will spel it". Nina replied. “It's spoiled Mina, but nevermind, how is my darling goddaughter doing today”. Luna Ayla asked. “I'm fwine Aunty Ayla".
“Let's leave silly Alex,we have a birthday to celebrate, don't we". Luna Ayla asked. Mina jumped up and down but followed Ayla inside their house. “Huraay Daddy it is time to open the presents, hurry". Mina dragged her father all the way to the presents section. Nina shot her husband an apologetic glance, Nick just shrugged and allowed himself to be dragged by his daughter. “Daddy, which one should I open first". Mina asked, seeming lost in her thoughts. “Open mine first". Alex stepped out from the corner where he'd been observing what was going on. “But why yours?”,Mina asked, pouting. “Fine, you can do whatever you want. Alex stepped aside frowning.
Ayla was slightly taken aback by her son's attitude but she just shot him a warning glance not to spoil the mood with his bossy attitude. Alex just smirked at his mom. “I will open yours first, don't worry". Mina rushed to comfort Alex. She didn't like making her friends sad. “Wow, a box of candy." Mina giggled while seeing the contents on the box. “Do you want one of Alex's?I can share it with you". Mina asked. “ No, I bought it only for you". Alex replied. Mina hugged him and the party continued with other members of the pack showering presents upon the Beta's daughter.
A few years later
“Hey, that's not funny". Mina spoke wrongly while Alex laughed at accomplishing his mission by pouring mud on her. Mina is now 10 years old with Alex being a slight year older than her. Alex has a younger sister, Amya, who is 8 years now and close friends with Mina despite the gap in their age. “Don't mind him Mina, he's always like that". Amya reasoned. “That's not fair, I will definitely get revenge". Mina laughed. “That's exactly what I'm talking about”. Amya joined in plotting against her elder brother. Alex was the best brother she could ever have, but he can be a jerk sometimes and this was going to be fun. Wait till she tells mummy about everything. She giggled. Noah the gamma's son, who is a year older than Alex, was his best buddy, but unlike Alex,Noah was the shy and nerdy type. He was just sitting there observing what his friends were doing. He wouldn't have come if not for Alex pestering him to follow him here. “What's so funny about what you just did". Noah said, looking up at a laughing Alex holding his belly. “Did you see Mina's face when I poured the mud on her, she looked so horrified". Alex laughed again, clutching his belly. “That's not funny, you know how Mina doesn't joke with her hair, you just messed it up". Noah reasoned. “Why are you taking it seriously?". Alex asked, trying to control his series of laughter. “I'm going home,see you in class tomorrow". Noah replied, standing up and heading towards the pack house. “Hey, wait for me". Alex ran after him.
“Let's get you out of the mud,shall we". Amya said while offering a helping hand to her. “Thanks bestie". Mina replied.
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