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•MISTAKE•


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•𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐘𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍•

School had kind of returned to normal, it was already a week past after all that drama. I was seated in the cafeteria, the empty seats around me made my heart sink.

There's nothing normal about this school, let's not lie.

No one wanted to be friends with me or even sit near me when they found out I was a scholarship student.

I stared at the plate of fried rice and chicken, a delicacy back home and sighed.

I could literally imagine the face of my siblings and neighborhood if they saw the food I ate everyday, in awe and surprise. I already lost my appetite. As I stood up to leave, Omowunmi walk hastily and settled beside me groaning.

Today her blazer was on her and she walked in her black Gucci flats. Her hand slammed on the table as the gold watch she was wearing reflected in my eye.

Wow.

"I hate flash tests." she mumbled and her eyes finally stared at me as I stood up with my plate in my hand.

"Youre not eating the food? You can give it to me."

"No-no I'm eating." I immediately settled back onto the seat and she shook her head. "Confused mf."

Mf? What did mf mean?

I ignored her and began eating my food, my appetite had returned after some company.

"Suprised to see you reading." Ife muttered as she hurried and sat beside Wunmi also with books in her hand. She flashed me a small smile before returning to her books.

"Not cool, not cool."

The other students began giving me death stares and uncomfortable looks. Of course they were angry because I got to sit with the elites and they didn't.

"Whats this flash test about?" I asked, taking a bite from my chicken. The juicy meat cutting easily with a fork.

"Its just a pathetic way of our biology teacher to remind us she still has authority over our future."

Ife nudged Wunmi and she glared at her. "What? Is it not the truth? Just watch, in class she'll literally strut while handing us the papers."

"What of the others? Are they also reading?"

"Nah, Treasure is in bed, I think she's brooding and Precious is busy doing something else. They don't like stress reading."

I hummed staring back at my food. As I was about to put another spoon in my mouth, I felt a cold liquid flow through my body.

I had just been drenched in cold water. I gasped shakily, raising my head to see the student who did that. It was one of the girls that sat at the end of the cafeteria.

"What the hell Bisola!" Wunmi stood from her seat yelling at the girl.

I wasn't scared of being the last or the least student in the class but I was scared of being bullied.

Bisola chuckled pulling my face to her view before letting me go. "You know, I still don't understand why you let this fraud sit at your table."

"What do you mean? Don't you know she has Treasure's protection?" I sunk into my seat in fear. These were children of great men... I wasn't dumb enough to butt into their matters.

Thinking I was ignored I felt a hand yank my braids up pulling me from the chair with force throwing me down the ground.

"The audacity. Look at her-"

"Bisola if you touch her again I wont hesitate to design your body. Do you think you're any better than her?" Omowunmi seethed, backing up Bisola as they glared at each other. Ife was no longer in the cafeteria, obviously she had gone to get help.

"Your parents work for Treasure's parents and here you are parading like you're on the top of the food chain. You're nothing but an extra."

Bisola's eyes widened like Wunmi just exposed a secret that she should never have, then she smirked, eyes like a crazy bitch.

I tried standing up but my leg stung, I slightly pulled my skirt up, my burnt wound hand opened up and it wasn't looking pretty.

"Your father is desperately begging Uncle Overland to save him. You that your father embezzles government funds." Gasps echoed around the room and Bisola's fists clenched.

"At least I wasn't born of a mistake."

Suddenly everywhere went silent. My eyes trailed to Wunmi, her eyes fixed on Bisola who had a satisfied look on her face.

"You know, I may not be an elite or on top of the food chain but at least my parents finished highschool, graduated from university and actually married before having me. I wasn't a compromise."

Ouch.

Smack.

My eyes lifted up again to see sharp angry Hazel eyes, a sudden sense of relief washed over me. Treasure had slapped Bisola.

Shit's about to go down.

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