Amy's Pov

"Nonso, collect the notes and bring them to the staff room. The rest of you can go for your break." The Statistics teacher says and the whole class stands at once, grumbling and cursing at the wicked man that just left the class.

Statistics period ended over forty-five minutes ago but the insane man decided to use the Literature teacher's period.

The school was yet to provide a new Literature teacher since the last one left. I still can't believe that man left because of that small Nonso issue.

Anyway, our literature period was now a free period until a new teacher comes.
The Statistics teacher decided to take advantage of that. As if that wasn't enough, he still took about fifteen minutes out of our break time!

"Submit your Stat. notes on my table o, submit your stat. notes on my table." Nonso announces. The class was already rowdy. Some had already gone out of the class, some were talking among themselves, some were even running about.

Well, I was still seated, dealing with the classwork the statistics teacher gave us. Not like it was hard or anything but I dozed off while everybody else was busy with theirs.

"Where did you go during the assembly?" Samuel asks turning on his chair to face me.

"I was in the sickbay." I reply without looking at him. I had been able to answer just one question out of four. I was racking my brain for the remaining three.

Good Lord, I hate statistics.

"Were you sick?" Sam asks. He had the back of his palm on my forehead. I drop my pen and turn to face him.

"No, not at all. I broke my ankle." I tell him. He lets his hand linger on my forehead before slowly dropping it.

"Ohhh sorry." He says as he gazed on my bandaged ankle. I wasn't wearing socks anymore. Just my black ballet shoes.

I nod and get back to brainstorming on my classwork.

"You could just copy mine." Sam says and I find myself laughing.

"What?" He asks sounding offended.

"I should copy you? No, thank you." I say still chuckling.

"This one that's as dumb as anything." I murmur under my breath.

"I heard that." Samuel says as he smacked me on my head.
"Oww na."

"That's for calling me dumb." He says sounding satisfied while I glared at him.

"So are you going to copy from my note? I copied Steve's by the way." He says, ignoring my glare.

"Oh you should have said that one since." I say. I snatch his note from him and quickly download the answers in my own note. His handwriting was horrible so I found myself straining my eyes.

"I'm going o. Has everybody submitted their notes?" Nonso asks from the classroom's enterance.

I hurriedly write the last answers and submit my note and Samuel's to Nonso.

I go to meet Joy that was busy talking to Eniola.

"Hey girls. Aren't we going for break?" I ask once I get to them.

"Finally, she's here. We were waiting for you." Enny says, hopping down from the desk she had been sitting on.

"Oh sorry."

"There's no need to be sorry. We know you were busy." Joy says wiggling her brows at me. Enny hummed in agreement.

Ohkay?

I eye the girls suspiciously. "And what exactly was I busy with?"

"Samuel of course. We saw your love play." Enny says.

"Which yeye love play?" I ask laughing.

"Awwn she's blushing." Joy coos.

"Are you mad? Who is blushing?" I slap Joy's arm as I continue to laugh.

The girls continue teasing as we go downstairs for our lunch.

"But seriously though, is there something we should know?" Enny asks. We were seated in the canteen at our usual round table. We bought food today; white rice and stew.

"Something like?" I reply.

"I mean, you and Samuel seem like good friends now." She shrugs as she chewed her rice. "Am I lying Joy?"

"You're not o my sister." Joy answers dramatically.

"Ha there's nothing biko."

There's nothing.

"Are you sure?" Enny asks.

"Yes. I don't think we're even friends. It's just because he's my seat partner. It's normal for us to talk once in a while." I reply with a shrug.

"Hm. This one I'm seeing has passed once in a while o. Joy did you see the way he was touching her in class? Even at that party, I was watching two of them." Enny says.

"Yes o. They were just talking in one corner like husband and wife." Joy says and I nearly choke on my rice.

"Sorry take water." Joy teases and Eniola laughs.

I gulp down the water at the same time pondering on all they had said. Come to think of it, Samuel did call me cute on Saturday. What if he likes me?

"I think Samuel likes me." I blurt out, cutting through the conversation the girls were now having.

"Repeat." Joy says and I roll my eyes.

"I said I think Samuel likes me. I think o. It is still a thought." I tell them.

"Why? Did something happen? Did he make any advances?" Enny asks.

"Well...he called me cute on Saturday and then he's been acting all nice and close and all. I don't know sha." I say at once. They stare at me straight faced for a second before breaking out in squeals.

"I'm so happy for you babe." Joy shrieks, shedding fake tears.

"I know right. I was kinda hoping it would be Philips though." Eniola says looking deep in thought.

"Scoff." Joy says and we turn to her.

"What?" She asks.

"You said 'scoff'. Why'd you say 'scoff'?" Enny replies.

"Yeah, why'd you say 'scoff'?" I further inquire.

"Well I scoffed because, no offence Amy, but Philips has really high taste." She shrugs, sipping on her coke.

"Well, a lot of offences taken." I reply, glaring at her.

"I'm serious. He hasn't even accepted Beatrice yet. It's na you he'll look at." She says again and I gasp.

"You have a point." Enny nods in agreement.

Wow.

"So Joy what you're saying is Beatrice is better than me and more attractive?" I ask in a small voice.

"No... Well yeah exactly." Joy says nervously.

"And Eniola you're agreeing with her?" I turn to Enny with a pout.

"Of course not." She says and I smile. "I'm not agreeing with her. I'm only in support of every single thing she just said." She adds and my smile turns to a frown.

So much for having best friends.

Oh and it's not like I didn't know Beatrice was more attractive than I was. I know. I've never even tried to compare the both of us before. She's obviously more everything than me; by far.

It's just upsetting hearing it from someone else.

"Anyway..." Joy says trying to break the tension. "I think you and Samuel would be nice. I finally achieved my goal. Even if I didn't do much for that to happen." She says smiling.

I sigh. "Stop counting my chickens before they are hatched. I said I think Sam likes me, I didn't say he actually does. Oh and besides I'm no longer after Samuel. Not like I was ever after him..." I tell them.

"What are you saying?" Enny asks.

"Yeah, what are you saying?" My subconscious also asks.

"What I'm saying is that I'm going to prove to you girls that I'm Philips' taste." I tell them with determination.

"Oouu." Joy says, sounding excited, maybe glad that she's rubbing off on me.

"Scoff." Enny says laughing. I turn to glare at her.

"Just accept your fate and focus on Samuel babe." She says and Joy nods.

"Let's bet." I drop my spoon and stretch out my pinky finger.

"What are we betting?" Joy asks.

"Yeah, what are we betting?" My subconscious also asks.

"I'm going to make Philips like-like me. If I eventually do, y'all have to give me five thousand naira each. If I don't, I'd give you five kay each." I tell them smirking.

They exchange glances and ponder a little before saying, "Deal."

"You can't back out o." Joy says pulling her ear and I nod.

What did I just get myself into?

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