Nifemi's POV

“We talked about almost everything. Things we shared in common, the school and its bullshit and other stuffs sha” I narrated to Simisola as i couldn't help but blush at the memories.

I had little or no experience when it comes to boys and dating, so I came to 'Da Bossʼ.

Simisola, to me, was definitely an expert and I really needed her help on this one.

Senior Daniel!!

I couldn't help but squeal at the thought of his name.

He was the one good thing I could say that my badluck has brought to me.

Last year

I walked into the school on a bright Sunday afternoon with my luggage, getting ready to resume school.

Honestly, I was terrified.

I didn't know what they were going to say and I wasn't ready for mean words being hurled at me.

It was barely a week ago when I had been tagged “desperate” and a person who would do anything to be on top.

Simisola had called me requesting I check my WhatsApp when recordings of my voice helplessly and shamelessly asking Ayo to step down for me and his nasty chuckle as he called me desperate had been sent on every of our school platforms on social media and tons of emotionless and heart piercing comments written under them.

I had spent a week crying and preparing for this day, today.

First day back in school! First day of possible bullying.

I shivered at the thought of students laughing and insulting me as I run down the hallway, crying like a little kid.

I couldn't do that. I wouldn't do that.

That would show that I'm weak.

I wasn't ready to be seen as a weakling in school.

It was bad enough at home.

Honestly, I felt that I had so many haters at school before and this was the perfect opportunity for them to pounce on me.

But, I sure has hell was ready for them.

Maybe, not so sure.

As I walked down the hallway, I noticed it was still empty.

Everyone was probably settling in, in their hostel.

As I walked deeper into the school, I noticed a familiar lean figure backing me with some books in his hands, chatting with a group of people.

It was Ayomi.

Samuel, who was among them immediately sighted me and alerted the rest of them as they all began talking amongst themselves, laughing at me who was standing there, glued to this spot.

They were laughing at me.

They were talking bad about me when they didn't know the full story.

How dare they?!

My lips quivered as I realised I wasn't ready for this.

I wasn't hurt, I was angry.

But I had no idea why I felt like crying.

I immediately left my luggage on the floor running back outside the school as I wiped the already dripping tears out.

I hate them.

I just felt like punching them in the face, most especially that sly fox among them but I knew I couldn't which made me angry, and which made me cry.

I ran out of the hall as the fresh breeze of outside hit me again, blowing off my anger a bit.

“Fuck you all” I whispered as in a split moment, I decided to run away from school but I was stopped by the strong hand that wrapped itself around my arm.

As my chest rose at each breath I took in anger and tear streamed down my cheeks.

Darn it, Nifemi.

This was exactly what I had hated to happen. I ran down the hallway, crying.

I was a cry baby. And I hated that fact.

I turned around as I angrily snapped my hands away without realising who it was.

“Are you okay?!” I heard his soft voice as I gasped for breath, amidst my loud sobs.

I shook my head as I covered my face with my hands.

“They..... they...” I stuttered as I cried with each word.

“They are laughing” I finally said but as soon as those words left my mouth, I desperately hoped there was a shovel around, so I could dig a hole and lay there. Forever.

Whutttt!

How the hell was that the only thing I could come up with?

I expected him to laugh and smile at how much of a crybaby I was, but he did the opposite.

“It's okay. Ignore them” He told me as his palm found it's way to my cheek, wiping off my falling tears as I stared back into his eyes.

That was how, I fell in love.

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“My dear, I'm sorry for you” Simisola finally spoke up snapping me out of my reverie.

“What... Why? ” I blurted out, not able to make any sense of her comment.

“Look, Senior Daniel is nice to everyone. Do not mistake his sweet and nice attitude for feelings. You are only hurting yourself” She told me as she sipped water from her water bottle, looking around with a carefree expression.

But, but.......

“I know you really like him. Just like a whole lot of other girls like him, especially in his class” She told me as she traced the lines on her bottle as she looked at me professionally.

She was crushing my heart.

I came to her because she was also my closest friend, so I thought she could at least sugar coat thing a little.

“So, don't jump into conclusions and break your own heart” She told me taking another sip again.

Harsh!!

Did she mean I am not his type or what?!

Whatever! It was just a crush anyways.

I had better things to do that to think of dating.

I tried to cheer myself up but deep down, I knew better.

“Oh! and Nife, I have been meaning to speak to you” She told me abruptly as I gave her a confused look before waiting for her to go on.

She first let out a sigh as her expression turned to a worry filled one and I immediately knew what she wanted to talk to me about.

I wasn't ready for this, Simi.

I didn't want to dig up these issues again.

I was finally forgetting it, today.

“Uhrm, Simi, I.... I have to go”I hurriedly said as I grabbed my bag and stood up shooting her an apologetic smile.

“It's a project thing. See you later, love ya” I continued rushing away with a forced up smile as I ignored the hint of hurt admist that of worry.

I love you, but I can't.

I'm sorry.

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“Am I forgetting anything else?!” The maths teacher asked as I almost rolled my eyes.

Yes! Assignments.

“Noooo” Most of the students chorused as I just sat on my seat, with my hands busy working out a math equation.

I finally got the final answer as I nodded, acknowledging my effort and speed.

I was getting better, I just needed to work harder, so I could be in the top.

I had stopped paying attention to the lanky looking maths teacher, who has a bald head, a big rimmed glasses, a very long tie and worst of all, the shoes whuch looked like it was twice his size, which made him look like he was heading to his part time job at the circus after he concluded this class.

He noisily kept tapping the marker on the board as he emphasised on the fact that we should revise over our last term works, since it is still needful.

Got it!

“Okay, this will be the end of the class” He said as he waved before swiftly walking out the class.

Maybe he really did have a part time clown job.

What was the rush?!

“Pregnancy?!..... Na wao” I heard two student from the front seat talking, as the classroom suddenly became noisy, as it usually was when we didn't have a class.

Pregnancy?!

I wondered what what that was about.

I looked beside me and noticed Amira was completely passed out on her seat.

This was the only class we had together, Further Maths.

Soon, if there is test, it will be choking.

“Aunty” I called playfully as I poked my finger into her shoulders.

I did this repeatedly for over 5 seconds before I got a response.

“Hmm hmm?!” She groaned questioningly as she raised her head up and faced the other side instead.

“Amira” I called out as I sighed before slapping her back hard as she sat up straight with a yelp which attracted the attention of other students.

“Owwww, Nife. What the hell?!” She asked as she rubbed the spot I had hit, casting me a glare.

“Sorry, sorry” I said in a hushed tone as people got back to their businesses.
Some hissing whilst they turned back their heads.

She nodded as she stared at me with sleepy eyes, expecting to hear something else from me.

“Uhrm, Amira. What's going on about some pregnancy?!” I asked her as she shook her head disappointedly.

“Nife, this is old news. Don't you check  class groups or platforms?!” She asked as I shook my head.

“Our phones are at home?!” I reminded her not exactly sure of what she was driving at.

“Your tablet, Nife. Yes, it's for school purposes only but almost everyone has installed tons of social media and hiding apps, so we practically have phones in school now” She told me as I widened my eyes in realization.

Ohhhh!

I knew that.

But I just didn't want to participate in that.

“Anyways, Snr Mercy got pregnant and it's a matter of months before their final exam. That's it, that's the news” She told me as I nodded.

Ohhh! Wowww!

“Why do you think the rumours about you had died down?!” She told me as I just muttered an 'Ohʼ in response.

“You seriously need to install WhatsApp.” Amira complained as she laid her head back on her table, to continue her nap.

I sat still, as it really did make sense.

These stupid bottom feeders has found a new prey and are moving towards that instead.

I shook my head and decided to pack up my bags.

The noise was unbearable for me.

I zipped my bag closed as I backed it, grabbing my water bottle which was standing on my table and headed out the class.

I kinda felt hurt at a question Amira had asked me.

Why did I think the rumors on me had died down?!

As much as I hated most of the entire school population, I missed the days when I could randomly walk around, and talk to anyone without expecting insults in return or a cold stare.

“You!” I heard as a face popped into my view. I felt my heart jump at the sudden scare as my water bottle dropped off my hand.

“Jesus!!” I said in a whisper as I slapped my hand across my chest.

I looked towards him as my face held irritation and shock.

“Have you lost your mind?!” I yelled as I took a deep breath, before bending to pick up my bottle.

I had never spoken to him because we had no reason to speak.

My hatred for him was not that of banters and beckers but of silence.

He didn't deserve my words.

“A little. You?!” He answered as he walked closer towards me with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a rolled up bunch of papers.

Whatttttt?!

I scoffed at his response as he winked before he continued.

“As much as I would love to stay and chat, I wanted to inform you about the change of plans” He told me as he pulled his hand from hi pocket, straightening out the papers in his hands.

Stay and chat?!

Who the heck does he think he is?!

I casted him one last glare before turning around and walking towards the other end of the hall.

I couldn't stand to see his stupid little face.

“Okay. So we should work on the practical aspect tomorrow?! I already chose a plant.” He yelled out to me as I halted at his words.

What does he mean 'we'?

Does he mean we were back to the whole do everything together thing?!

I loved the split up plan.

I turned around with confusion written all over my face.

I decided to put away my ego and speak, knowing this was a matter of our project.

“What do you mean 'we'?” I asked as he chuckled before placing the papers he was holding in my hands.

“What do you think, Femi?!” He asked me back as I got irritated.

How does that answer my question?!

“Please, answer me.” I said dragging each words in an angry tone as I stared into his twinkling eyes.

Was he finding this amusing?!

“You and me.” He answered as I could feel my eyes widen in complete horror.

Whuuuuuuut?!

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