[ DO LIKE THAT BY KOREDE BELLO]

Nishola burst into a race the moment she walked out of the cafeteria. Tears blurred her vision as she ran but she didn't stop till she reached the female restroom.

She walked into one of the empty toilets and closed the door before slumping to the ground. Her hands were clammed over her mouth as tears ran down her cheeks.

For the past one year, everyone avoided mentioning her younger sister in front of her. She would instantly break down. She had the same nightmares for a long time that she stopped screaming after waking up.

Deep down, guilt ate her up. She was the main cause of her younger sister's death. If only she had gone for the excursion, if only she hadn't liked such a bastard. At last, they were just speculations. Tofunmi was long gone.

The sound of the bell made Nishola stand up from the floor. It was break over and she had Biology class next. Nishola walked towards the taps and opened one. She splashed water on her face as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She grabbed the white and blue napkins with the school logo placed beside the taps. She quickly mopped her face clean.

A hand streched a brown powder to her. Nishola turned instinctively towards the girl.

"I thought you might need it" Lola said as Nishola gave her a small smile and collected it.

She quickly powdered her face making colour return to her face. One wouldn't even imagine she was just crying few minutes ago.

"Thank you Lola" Nishola said returning the powder.

Lola nodded as she watched Nishola walk out of the restroom.

Nishola didn't mind the stares she recieved as she walked inside her class.

"You okay?" Yanmife asked as Nishola sat down.

Nishola flashed her a smile in reply.

Yanmife was at loss as she stared at her best friend. Over the past months, she had learned to mask her emotions well. No one could see through her only if she wanted you to.

Yanmife opened her mouth to talk but was cut short by the arrival of the Biology teacher.

The day ended with a short English Language class. The students trotted out of their classes with their school bags. The borders made their way to their hostels while a larger population of the school moved towards the school gate.

A larger portion of the students were day students.

"Bye" Yanmife said as a white Camry drove into the school. It was her mum. Nishola waved back at Yanmife as she entered the car.

Nishola walked under the tree where different cemented chairs were placed. The chairs were painted white and blue. Nishola brought out her phone as she sat down.

She quickly put on her hotspot since the school had free WiFi. The new series wasn't going to be released till two weeks. Nishola raised her head from her phone as she pinched her glabella. Her phone buzzed with 'plop' sounds every now and again as she clicked on her whatsapp.

Messages poured in like rainfall as Nishola clicked on her class group chat. They were talking about Yanmife's earlier outburst.

The girl were cursing at Micheal in different languages and big English. Some boys tried to support Micheal and instantly the girls turned on them. Nishola smiled a little, she barely spoke to her class mates after she lost her younger sister and here they were supporting her like there was no tomorrow.

Nishola searched her bag for her headset and frowned when she discovered she didn't bring it along. Her hand went to a smaller portion of her school bag as she brought out her airpods.

She stuck them into her ear as she pressed shuffle in her music list. Do Like That by Korede Bello bellowed in her ears as Nishola looked around.

Different cars were driving in and out and even the school bus had come back the second time. A lot of students were still around chipping and talking.

Nishola watched as the SSS3 students piled out of their block. They usually had one hour extra class since their mock was approaching.

2019/2020 Boston's SSS3 set was one of the most talented set Boston has ever come across. They excelled in every aspect. Sports, Academic, Social life, name it. Their leadership skills was unparalleled too.

Nishola watched as Ifeoma Okoye;the Assistant Head Girl lock arms with her boyfriend, Frederick Oluwole. Frederick was the football team captain. Thanks to him, the sports room had a whole new level of trophies.

The so called Biggest girls on block were talking loudly about one of the female corpers in the school.

"I'm sure she orders most of her outfits" Chioma Chukwe said.

"Do you think its Ali Express she uses?" Damilola Adekola asked waving her well manicures nails in the air.

"Most likely, its the fastest" Feranmi Eric replied.

"It might be Wish yunno, its more cheaper on Wish" Florence Adigun said.

"That's true sef" Chioma replied.

"All these fuss, I'll just ask her person" Karen Adele said with a monotone.

Despite these girls being nosy and overbearing. Each was a forte in their field. No one could dare compete with Chioma in Chess. Chess games were always tightly packed and few people played it professionally because of the IQ one needed to play it.

But for Chukwe Chioma, playing chess was reciting ABC. A few medals in the medal room was thanks to her. No one dared bet with Chioma over a Chess game.

Florence and Damilola were basketball captain and assiatnt captain respectively. They both complimented each other in every game. They were both very skilled and talented.

Feranmi was a Physics major. She was a Physics freak. Every single Science competition that involved Physics were cleared by her.

Karen was totally a force to reckon with. She was social media itself. Every single of her accounts had over a thousand followers. Through her, Boston even got more popularity than before. Also skilled in playing in Violin, Karen was every guy dream girl. Yet she was single waiting for someone who didn't give two shits about her.

Not 'every' exactly.

Nishola slung her school bag over her shoulders as she spotted the Black Lexus driving into the school. She walked slowly towards the car as some SSS3 students blocked her way.

"Sorry, please excuse me" Nishola said.

Her song-like voice made heads turn as Nishola walked towards the car.

Kazeem had gotten down and was looking around for her. He ran towards her immediately he saw her.

"Why you no call me when you finish for school?" Kazeem asked with a pained expression.

He had being scared shitless when he checked the time and discovered it was past an hour Boston's close time.

"Is that my fault?" Nishola asked ignoring the eyes boring holes into her head.

Kazeem frowned "No nah. I don dey fear" Kazeem replied as Nishola got to the car and opened the back door.

"Why are you still standing there?" Nishola asked.

"Ah" Kazeem said as he sprinted towards the car.

Some of the SSS3 students laughed as the Black Lexus sped out of sight.

"Who was that?" Karen asked.

"Is that not the girl who fought with Micheal this afternoon in the cafe?" Micah asked.

"She is" someone replied.

Nishola sprawled on the back seat when Kazeem drove into the traffic. There was slight traffic as she scrolled through her phone.

Her phone buzzed with a 'plop" sound. Nishola clicked on her whatsapp.

Temmy😇
Ya! The Last Episode of Nine Worlds is out.

Me.
Ohh. Thank you.

Nishola closed the app and quickly went to download it. She dropped her phone and closed her eyes. Nishola opened her eyes when she heard gates opening.

She wasn't surprised Kazeem had found a way to maneuver through the traffic. Although and only a few years old older than her;he was an experienced driver.

Nishola picked her school bag and walked into the empty house.

"Welcome" one of maids greeted while Nishola replied with a nod. She walked upstairs to her room and removed her sneakers. She didn't remove her socks as she wore her slippers and padded around in the room.

Nishola removed her uniform and dropped it in her laundry basket.

She changed into a short gown as she emptied her school bag on the table. She seperated the textbooks from the notebooks and started going through them one by one.

She started doing her assigments while humming quietly to herself.

Nishola's mind drifted to the party she and Yanmife had got invited too. There were going to be a lot of seniors, students from other schools given how popular Joyce was talk less of her boyfriend Femi Peters.

Nishola sighed as she rubbed her forehead. Maybe Yanmife was right, she hadn't partied or even gone out in months. Nishola's lips twitched as she tried to imagine her parents expression when she told them she got invited to a party.

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