Literal Diva

                                                             2. "Your assignment is due next Monday, do not forget to submit on the portal before midnight,"  said professor Greene before walking out of the lecture hall. Lola waited for her equity lecturer to leave before she took down the bullet points from the whiteboard, nothing distracts her during class, listen and take notes later has always been her motto. Her coursemates know not to disturb her during lectures, it took her ignoring five people before they got they understood. The lecture hall is almost empty when she is ready to leave.  It's ten past five and her appointment in Swords for is eight. In order to save time, she wore her red 24" wig to college, hidden under a scarf. She layed the edges with Got2b glue the night before. It took thirty minutes to brus...

                                                                 1. Lola walks down Grafton street with a smile, it's a chilly autumn evening. Her luscious curls bounced with every step she took, her faux fur coat keeping her warm and fabulous at the same time. Her leather skirt showed her figure, she has a medium-sized apple shaped bottom she maintains by squatting a hundred times a day. The skirt stopping a few inches above the knees allows her to show off her legs, standing at 5'5 with the body of an athlete, her friends always regarded her as lucky for being thick yet toned. Mustard is a great colour for this time of the year, something to brighten the dull wet days. She takes a look at her self through the glass door of a store, before turning into Balfe street. The Philip Lynott statue is...