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•𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐎𝐋𝐔𝐖𝐀• 

I rested on my bed, my apple devices scattered all over as i conversed with my manager through a video call on my Macbook Air 13-inch (M2) while going through my instagram with my iphone 14 pro.

"You have fifty new followers and the statistics say that 90% of them are from Nigeria." She said cheerfully making me roll my eyes.

"Just fifty? My mates have more." She rubbed her temples.

"Look Ari, you need to stop comparing yourself to others. You just started making a name for yourself, whereas most of them have been doing it since they knew how to say their first words."

She was right. My manager was like my best friend. She was the only one i allowed to scold or correct me and get away with it.

"Anyway, I'm in school now, i have to focus… ill leave you to handle my account, bye." I ended the call as a notification popped up on my screen.

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑨𝒔𝒌𝑩𝒓𝒚𝒏𝒏.

ASKBRYNN was the social app of Brynnica Academy, students had their accounts. Newsletter, daily activities and also the school gossip was postes there.

It was mandatory for everystudent to download the AskBrynn app. 

I scrolled through the app to see a video of two girls fighting in what looked like a bathroom. 

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐒𝐒3 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥.

I scrambled up on my feet, slipoing my feet into my gucci slippers and rushed out to the toilet.

"Aaah!! Leave my boyfriend alone!!" The first girl screamed.

"Why should i leave him when he's bethrothed to me!!" The second girl retorted.

The two girls tackled each other, dragging their hair. One was in braids while the other had wavy curls. 

"Your boyfriend said, you are just a public toilet for any guy with enough money to use!" Everyone gasped as the first girl screamed punching the second one on her breasts.

"Ah!!" She collapsed on the floor and immediately a fair girl carrying long black locs rushed to the scene pushing the firsg girl away from the second.

"Do you want to kill her?" 

I recognized the fair girl, she was Precious Igbinoba; the only child of the Igbinoba's, the heir to the corporation and a Christian Dior Model.

"S-She insulted me first!"

I turned to see Favour standing beside me. "Omo, girls sha."

"Aren't you a girl?" I asked chuckling and we walked out of the toilet area. 

"I'm going to meet my cousins, wanna come along?" Favour asked me. I stared at my iphone and the time read 2:15pm. 

"Sure."

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•𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐀𝐘𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐎𝐘𝐈𝐍•

"Ill be fine mom!" I said through the phone, arranging my clothes into the closet. 

"You worked hard to get into this school unlike those rich brats, be careful, ehn doyin? Don't look for trouble or stick your nose in the wrong place! You know how Rich people are..wicked and heartless to the core." I winced at my mom's harsh words.

"I'll take care of myself mummy."I said again. I didnt blame her, she just wanted to keep me safe.

"Nobody must know you are a scholarship student, if not they'll make your life a living hell. Those Rich people kids, they have no sense of empathy and only see us low class as stepping stones for them. Be careful my- 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒍 *** 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒍 *** 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒖𝒚 𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌." 

I groaned in frustration tossing my Infinix hot 30i on the bed, I had been admitted to Brynnica on scholarship, my mom never wanted me to come because she was scared that i would be belittled, But after long fights she let me come. Now i couldn't even talk to my mom properly because we didn't have card.

At least now my mom would be able to focus on my two siblings and paying for their fees. She wouldn't worry about my upkeep, free food, education, clothing and shelter is what i get in this school.

The sound of the door closing made me snap my head to the view to see my roommate. I knew i had seen her on Facebook, a video showing teen celebs. 

Her pink lips glossed with clear lipgloss and her long black locs were let loose. She was wearing the sunday outfit, her arms folded as she stared at me with her brown eyes.

Precious Igbinoba.

"You aren't done unpacking?" She asked, her voice calm.

"I-i am, i'm done now." 

She moved to her side of the bed, picking up her Blue Apple airpods max and her Light blue Iphone 15 pro max.

Omo… the price of those two was enough to settle all the debts my mom was owing and enough to still feed us for a month.

"You know..your mom is not wrong." My hands trembled at her words. Did she hear all mom had said? i always had a habit of putting my phone on speaker because it had issues.

"W-I don't know what youre talking about." I quickly declined. I lived in the outskirts of surulere and one thing i had learnt was to always feign ignorance aka Lie.

"If you want to survive in this school, No one must know you are low class who is on scholarship." 

"Come on, let me take you on a tour." She urged and i picked my measly looking phone stuffing it away in my pocket as i followed behind her. 

We walked into the huge theatre. Omo the school had a freaking cinema! I guess i was the only one suprised about it as everyone else just walked to their seats.

Today was social night, tomorrow classes begin and maybe it will feel more like a school. Precious and I stood at the entrance as i waited for her to continue.

"I'm sure you're suprised how everyone know each other despite we all being new. Truth is, Everyone knows each other, cliques have been formed before netering this school and even the ones to be hated are alreasy known. Rich people like to surround themselves with likeminds so don't be too suprised when everyone too familiar which each other, they've know themselves for years." Precious explained and i nodded staring at the crowd.

In the seats there was a particular section that was slighly seperated from the other ones. The chairs looked more soft and comfy and the students sitting there emitted a regal and powerful aura.

"Over there, those are the elites. If you want to survive in this school,you shouldn't step on any of their toes. If you think everyone here lives in money, they breathe and eat money. " I stared at them as their section was quiet.

"Cherish Remington, Adekunle Ifeoluwa, Esther Bakre, Moyosola Coker, Jedidiah Wayne, Favour Wayne, Akinola Omowunmi, Akinola Ademola, Mariam Khan, Olajire Otedola, Adebayo Samuel, and the Overland twins ; Michael and Treasure. Those are the elites and they are all in Ss2."

"You mentioned a lot but only few-"

"Not everyone has resumed yet, like i said 'elites.'" She said.

"I guess not all rich people are heartless and cruel, for example you, youre so nice." I said to her and she scoffed.

"No, your mother is right. I am not nice, or being nice. I am just giving you a warning so that I don't have to show you the real me. You know that saying 'Show me your friends and i'll tell you who you are?' Now excuse me, i'll see you later at the dorms."

I stood, flabbergasted by all she said. I watched as she strutted away with her air pods max stuck to her head and she sat in the elites section.

Shit, she's part of the elites. Funny, i already thought we were bonding.

I sighed, taking a seat near the exit as the movie began to play.

Adedoyin…you don enter am.