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Amy's Pov

"What did you put in your bag?" I ask Sam, trying to shove away whatever was poking my ribs from his bag. His bag was in between the both of us.

"Oh sorry." He says, lifting his bag and placing it on his laps. I watch him bring out a tall can of Pringles.

"Pringles!" My subconscious screams in delight.

He opens it and immediately, the aroma fills the air.

"Guy, pass Pringles na." Olu jumps in from God knows where. He sits on the locker Sam and I shared before snatching the can away.

In case you don't recall, Olu is the loud guy from the party. The one that sat beside me while we played Truth or Dare.

What's he even looking for here? Is he not in science class?

"Me too o. I want." A girl yells out, making her way towards out seat.

Who is this one?

"Want kor. Better sit your tiny ass back down." Olu replies munching on Sam's Pringles like it belonged to him.

"See this one o. Is it for you?" Sam snatches back his Pringles. "Get out of here jare." He pushes Olu from the locker, making him almost fall on the floor.

"Ah na." Olu says dusting the reminants of Pringles from his palms into his mouth.

This boy ehn.

His eyes catch mine staring and he immediately breaks into a wide smile.

"Amaka! Amy of Lagos! Finest babe in Ivory Gates!" He hails with his hands in the air.

I can't help the smile that forms on my face. "Leave me, guy. You don't have sense."

"Ahan Amaka, me I don't have sense? Amaka why na?" He kneels in front of me and grabs my hand. "Amaka come and be my new babe." He says in a low voice, as he chewed on his bottom lip.

I look at him in amusement as he plays around with my fingers.

"Olu, bad man!" One of his science class friends hails.

Why are science students in our class?

The foolish boy turns to his friend with a smirk before looking back at me.

"Amy, let me take care of you." He says in a funny voice and I find myself laughing out loud. This boy is a fool.

The loud sound of Samuel's chair scraping the floor causes me to cringe.

"Gee, how far na. That sound dey irritate my ear." Olu says with his face all squeezed up and his finger cleaning his ear.

Sam doesn't reply as he looks occupied with writing something down.

"Don't you guys have class?" Steve asks after a moment of silence passes.

"Na true o. Guy we don forget the thing wey bring us come this place." Olu says to his science class friend, abruptly standing from where he knelt in front of me.

"It's true sef." His friend says. "You guys took our duster." He states, frowning.

"It's not your own o." Joy defends like she has been expecting the argument to come up.

She still hasn't spoken to neither I nor Enny since yesterday. We already planned to corner her during break sha.

"If I give you slap. Olu abeg help me dash that girl slap." Olu's friend says. Olu is about to do as told but Joy glares at him, making his hand freeze mid air.

"Let's just leave her."

"We'll just leave you. It's God that saved you. Where's our duster abeg? Let's come and be going."

"It's not your duster na. Is there cotton wool in your ear ni?" Someone from the back of the class says.

"See the duster there. Kunle, carry it sharp sharp." Olu says pointing at the window.

Oh, his name is Kunle.

Kunle hurries to the window and makes to snatch the duster but a girl is quick to grab it. She looks around the class in desperation.

"Pass it!" Dammy screams. The duster is quickly tossed in her direction.

Kunle runs towards the new person that held the duster. Dammy shrieks when she finds kunle towering over her.

"Philips catch!" She screams to Philips. The latter seems distracted as he stared outside the window.

"Philips." Dammy screams while stretching the duster from Kunle's reach.

Philips looks like he's snapped back to reality as he turns to the person shouting his name.

Dammy obviously takes this as a cue, since she immediately throws the duster at him.

It's like everything happens in slow motion as I watch the duster fly in the air before hitting Philips square in the face.

Ouch.

Sam hisses beside me looking unimpressed at the turn of events.

"What the fuck, girl?" Philips asks Dammy with a pained expression.

"I told you to catch. Where was your mind?"

Hei. This girl is a mumu o. Instead of her to just say sorry.

"Are you daft? You almost broke my nose with a duster and you're asking me that dumbass question."

"I'm not daft please." She mumbles.

"You're still talking abi?" Before anyone can blink, Philips lifts the duster and throws it at Dammy. It hits her head hard and she cries out the same time the whole class gasps.

"Jesus."

"Why so aggressive?"

"Ah!"

"Guyy!!"

"Well she kinda deserved it."

These are the things I hear and I have to agree a little with the last person.

"I'm going to report!" Dammy screams all of a sudden, with tears all over her face.

"Fuck you." He simply replies and it seems to aggravate her the more.

"Erm...Dammy please have sense. Don't call any teacher to this class abeg. Let's enjoy our free period in peace." Nonso says looking too relaxed in his chair.

She hisses loudly and walks out of the class with Beatrice consoling and running after her.

"You guys can see what you've caused abi?" Enny says to the two science students in our class.

"We did not ca-" As if planned the whole class, (well most of the class since I and a few others don't join), cuts Olu off.

"Get out!!" They shout and Olu raises his hands in surrender.

"Chop the duster. Let's go." Kunle says heading out of the class and dragging Olu along with him.

"Good riddance." I think to myself with a chuckle.

I turn to Philips to see him still boiling. He was telling Steve something and the latter was trying to calm him. Is he that angry because of ordinary duster?

"I remained Pringles for you." Sam says from beside me.

I look at the Pringles container pointing out to me.

"Me? Oh, no thank you." I let out a laugh with a small wave.

Please insist, please insist.

"Collect something jere. As if you don't want." He shoves the Pringles at me and I glare at him.

He drops the can on my laps and I open it. "See the small thing you're giving me. Thank you sha." I tell him but inside I was practically beaming.

"Ehn that thing is small?" He asks wide-eyed. The can is actually half full. I just felt like talking.

"Bring it let me show you what small is." He says and tries to collect is back.

"No thank you. Don't worry." I say with a tight lipped smile.

"Who had the guts to harm my little princess?" The annoying voice of Mr Waheeb suddenly says interrupting our conversation.

I facepalm myself before rolling my eyes at the two people standing in front of the class.

Mr Waheeb has his arm around Dammy rubbing the spot where the duster must have hit her.

"Sir, it's Philips." She says in a tiny voice while pointing at Philips.

Philips doesn't even pay mind to them as he continues to talk with Steve.

"Sir-"

The bell for break goes off, cutting her off.

"Break time, finally!" Someone exclaims and the whole class goes rowdy at once.

I laugh at the frustration written all over Dammy. Eyah.

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