REGAINED by Gui Mwamba (the best books to read .TXT) 📕

to be my singing partner,” Peninah called while her gangs clapped for us both.

  ‘What on earth? H-how could she sees me in this darkness?

    Man, this girl has eyes of I don't know if it is a cat or a snake’s tongue!’ I grumbled in my thought.

    Have I came out of the darkness and walked towards the theater stage.

  Reaching at it in time and walked its three stairs always up.

    “Evening, Mr. Mwamba, you allowed to sing any song you desire whether is someone's song or your own,” Ms. Parkerson smirked brightly.

“Yes, Ms. Parkson!” I replied nervously. “Umm, Guillaume, any new song that you might share and teach me?

  A song that we are going to sing in tomorrow's competition?

  Maybe a Christian romance song?” Peninah asked. “I am sorry what's that again?

    I thought you have Ben to be your partner. And he is right there in front of you?

    And yes I have a song that I will share with you, but I knew it’s you who accuse Patience of something she didn't do it.

    Just to get closer to me, but I didn't know if this mysterious suspect will be exposed soon or later,” I answered.

  “Guillaume, do you have do you have a song or not?” Peninah gnashed her teeth.

    “I have the song, Peninah. Okay, the song commences like this.

    “Jesus loves you. He will never forsake you. Nothing is impossible.

    He will heal you completely. Even if you in trials. He will never leave you.

    I will stand faithful. Before the trials of this world. I will still obey You.

    Before the leaders of this land. I will stand…,” I sang.

    Peninah was a quicker catcher too but not like Patience.

Because when I start a new song, Patience immediately catches it and she sings can along with me.

  “Okay, got it what is another lyrics and actually this song its the best.

    Tell me who wrote it?” She asked. “Well, you don’t need to know and should I continued or not?” I asked back.

  “Alright, alright, continued,” Peninah scoffed as Chris Tomlin walked in.

  Asking Principal Benson if he would have a minute, and he agreed.

  Has both of them went outside, I remained with Peninah while they were outside of the theater.

  “Yes, Mr. Tomlin, what’s seems to be the problem?” He asked.

  “Hmm, well did you received any new email written like this?” Chris asked after given him the paper.

    “Let’s see, ugh, yes I did. It was kind of mysterious because the sender didn’t write his or her name.” Principal Benson explained.

  “Ah, yes and can you take a look at this paper I gave you?” Chris asked again.

  “Sure, why?” Asked Benson. “You will find out the person who sends to you that accusing fraud email,” Chris said again.

    Principal Benson looks at the paper and was shocked to see the name.

    “What? Peninah Lopez?” Benson shouted in shock. “Yes, Principal Benson.

She is the one who sends you that fraud accusation email to you against Patience Pierre for something she didn’t do it!” He reasoned.

  “That-grr, that spoiler niece of mine. How-how could she do such thing like this?

  I’m-I’m, going in there and cancel her from tomorrow's competition!” Benson grunted angrily. “Huh-huh, just a second Principal Benson.

    How about if you let her joined the competition and exposed her tomorrow for whatever the winner is going to be,” Chris explained.

    “Hmm, yes, I think that’s the best idea, Mr. Tomlin.

    Exposing her before everyone it is the best lesson she will get.

    And she will never do such thing ever again,” Benson boomed in laughter with Chris Tomlin.

    After this sneaky squirrel plot of the principal and the teacher, they both walked back inside.

    They sat on their seats while glaring at Peninah with their nice smile.

  “Alright, let’s repeat the same lyric of I will stand once again and I will teach you the last one, Peninah,” I said.

    “Okay, let’s do it!” Peninah excited as we sing the refraining lyrics once more and then I taught her the finishing last lyrics.

    “I will stand faithful. Before the trials of this world.

I will still obey You.  Before the leaders of this land. I will stand…,” both I and Peninah sang.

  “Nice, now the last and final lyrics starts like this. “I said.

    Jesus  Jesus Jesus. I will stand. I cried. Holy God Holy God Holy God.

  I will stand…,” both I and Peninah sang in unison. Chris Tomlin and the other staff with some students clapped and cheered for us.

 

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“RÉVÈLE”

                 

      “LOUANGE”

Beforehand on Regained. “Alright, let’s repeat the same lyric of I will stand once again and I will teach you the last one, Peninah,” I said.

    “Okay, let’s do it!” Peninah excited as we sing the refraining lyrics once more and then I taught her the finishing last lyrics.

    “I will stand faithful. Before the trials of this world.

    I will still obey You.  Before the leaders of this land. I will stand…,” both I and Peninah sang.

  “Nice, now the last and final lyrics starts like this. “I said.

    Jesus  Jesus Jesus. I will stand. I cried. Holy God Holy God Holy God.

  I will stand…,” both I and Peninah sang in unison. Chris Tomlin and the other staff with some students clapped and cheered for us.

  At the end of this exhausting and tiring rehearsal, I was out of breath.

    Henceforth I was up on the top of the school’s balcony.

  When I reached the rooftop of the school’s balcony, I took off my jacket to get hot air while the cooling air cools me up.

 ‘Ooh, this is cool! The hair is refreshing. Ah, finally some quieter time and perfect escaping from that young woman who calls herself, Peninah.

    Although white is my favorite color, a white young woman as my wife, that’s not happening.

    My wish is to marry a decent and kind-hearted black woman.’ I thought.

    “Uh, there you are, Guillaume!” The voice interrupted my daydreaming.

  More like evening dreaming, I would say that. ‘Oh no, she's finally found me!

    Don’t tell me is that crazy girl who called herself Peninah?” I gulped as I slowly turned around.

    I completely turn around to face at the place the voice was coming at, I was surprised that it was Patience coming towards me.

    Howdy, Patience, still grumpy and angry for what happened today?” I asked.

  “Um, yes I am. All I wish is to sing with you at the competition, but Principal Benson ruined everything!” Patience snarled anxiously.

    “Well, don’t lose hope and don’t be angry at old man, Principal Benson,” I answered.

    “Why not?” Asked Patience. “Because the cat is about to be out of the bag, besides, don’t lose hope just yet, Your Royal Majesty.

    And do you want to hear a funny song I wrote for my future wife?” I asked as Patience laughed hard.

    “Yes, go ahead Señor Song Composer!” Patience teased. “Ok, okay, it starts like this.

You are a princess soon to be the Queen. Why worry too much? I am a prince soon to be the King.

    Why worry too much?. We were meant to be together as one. Til death does us apart, forever more.

    We were meant to be together as one. Til death does us apart, forever more…” I sang with Patience clapping and laughing at some time.

    “What? Did you just clap?” I asked. “Yes.” Patience answered.

    “Why?” I asked her again. “Hmm, because it will be an extraordinary and romantic song your wife will get.

    So who is going to be this lucky young woman, to be at His Royal Highness Prince?” Patience asked back.

  “I don’t know may it is you or someone else! You can’t really predict the future or tell.

  And tomorrow I’m going to sing with Miss. Annoying Peninah, but don’t worry you will always be mine, Patience,” I replied.

  “Um, could then I will be there just to watch you sing,” Patience said.

  “That’s will be my honor and so is cool to see you there into the theater,” I answered.

    After Patience walked away from me to the other side and began singing the song already knew.

    “Jesus the Mighty Warrior. Jesus the Mighty Warrior.

  Jesus the Mighty Warrior. Be glorified. Be glorified. You are the beautiful Maker, Jesus.

  No one comes to Father but by You. You are the only way to eternal life.

Be glorified-be glorified. Jesus the Mighty Warrior. Jesus the Mighty Warrior.

  Be glorified. Be glorified…!” Both we sang. “H-how did you know this song?” Patience asked in surprise.

    “Well, because I remember writing it. And I thought it to my little sister Martha.” I answered.

  “What? You wrote this song, no way?” She insisted. “Yes, way, Patience.

  I did write it!” I replied as both of us laughed. Soon after our happy and enjoying conversations, we find ourselves bidding farewell that dark night.

    Within the Tomlin family’s mansion, everyone was having a relaxing and happy conversation.

    I was just digging in my food without a word. “Guillaume, are you alright?

    It seems like you are in a bad mood!?” Lauren asked.

  “Yeah, honey, because his singing tomorrow partner was wrongly accused of something she did not do it.

    Now she is suspended from the competition, but luckily Guillaume solves the mystery of the culprit behind it.

    So Patience Pierre is innocent, and tomorrow the culprit will be exposed to all.” Chris Tomlin explained.

“Oh, come on, can you just tell us who is the culprit, Guillaume?” Asked Madison.

  “Nope, sorry, Madison you will find out tomorrow night!” I said.

  Ashlyn and the others groaned desperately to know who is the culprit was.

  After dinner everyone went to their beds, an was having a peaceful good night sleep.

Continually it was the longest and exhausting night, but everyone sleep peacefully.

    Since we prayed every night before we go to bed, we are protected by God’s heavenly angels from the evil one.

  Well slept all night till morning where I woke up yawning and preparing myself.

  Came out of my room and breakfast was ready for us. Chris Tomlin went to school before we so are Ashlyn and her younger sister Madison.

  Lauren Tomlin their mother she is the one who will take me to school.

  As soon as I have done my breakfast, I rushed outside, closed the door behind me which locked itself.

    Getting in the car and we hit the road. On our way to my school, reaching it about forty minutes and I bust in class.

Luckily Mr. Tomlin was nowhere to be found, I greet morning to Patience and her friend Clara.

  “Morning back, Guillaume, how are you today?” Patience asked.

    “I am positively fine and you?” I asked back. “I am fine too,” she grinned brightly.

  Hours later Mr. Tomlin walked in class and happily greats everyone.