On Monday, my determination was still intact.

I will definitely tell Freddy how I feel for him.

I got dressed in my uniform, wore my usual school skirt that was big and picked my bag. I had to trek to school.

Life sha! It is not everyone that has a driver to take them to school. Wait first! What if I had a driver? Maybe I won't be this dark in complexion. Sun is not friendly at all.

I got to school. Today I came early. I didn't expecting to see Freddy because he has never really been the punctual student.

Hey oo! Don't praise me for coming to school early. Praise Anita! She slapped my butt hard today so I was forced to wake up.

After the assembly, I strolled to my class. I sat on my chair and organized my desk.

"Hey, Naomi!" a disembodied voice called my attention.

My heart skipped a beat when I heard the accent. I dragged my gaze to him. "Hey, Ken! How are you?" I smiled.

"I'm fine and you?"

"Me? Oh, yeah! I'm good"

He sat on Kate's chair beside my desk. His brown eyes drilled into my soul.

Geez, I feel awkward.

"Did you like the present I got for you on your birthday?" Ken asked.

"The wristwatch? Yeah! It is beautiful. I really like it" I beamed.

"I'm glad you do. There were a lot of wristwatches to pick from at the shop. I just decided I should go for that one"

"Thank you!" I replied and silence settled between us. "So...um...How was your weekend?" I asked to get the conversation going.

"Hmm...I went to a cinema so....Yeah! It was pleasant"

"That's awesome!" I exclaimed.

Wow! I am not free with this guy. His accent and good look makes me so conscious of what I say and do. I need to spice our conversation. I would like us to be friends.

"How about you? How was your weekend?" he asked.

"Mine was awesome. I saw the Queen of England. We had a chat"

Up went his brows when he heard my reply. He tilted his head to one side and quizzed, "You saw the Queen of England!"

"Yes! It's the truth!"

"How did you see her?" he leaned and stared at me with amusement in his eyes.

"I used my private jet, flew to England and spoke to her. My weekend was really busy. As a royalty, I had a lot to do"

"Royalty?" he chuckled.

"Yes na! I'm a princess! Geez!" I sat majestically on my chair and crossed my legs.

"You don't look like a princess and you clearly don't look like a white person!"

"That's exactly what I want. I don't want anyone to know my true identity. My wig is working!"

"What wig?"

"The one that hides my black long hair" I chuckled.

Ken smirked and leaned forward. He tugged my short cornrows. "This is truly a Nigerian hair"

A hand appeared and gripped Ken's wrist. "Why did you touch her hair?" a disembodied voice barked.

I quirked a brow and glanced at the person. "Oh! Hey, Freddy! Good morning!"

He ignored me and glared at Ken. "Why was he touching your hair?"

"Relax, dude!" Ken pulled his hand away from Freddy. "I wasn't hurting her!"

Freddy narrowed his eyes at him and dragged his gaze to me.

"Hey, cupcake!" he leaned and kissed my cheek. "She is my girlfriend. Remember that!" his gaze was back on Ken.

That was weird and awkward. Are they like...um...fighting for me or what?

The school bell rang and students dashed out of the class.

"We are having Biology!" someone announced.

Ken got to his feet, smiled at me and went to his seat.

Wow! This guy's smile is amazing. Surprisingly, I'm not smitten. I guess someone else has stolen my heart.

I picked my Biology note and pen from my bag. I rose and glanced at Freddy. My eyes widened when I saw him glaring at me.

"What's wrong?" I questioned.

He pursed his lips and stared at me.

"Freddy, what did I do?"

He shook his head. "Nothing!" he grumbled.

"Is it about Ken?" I whispered. I got my answer when Freddy's expression hardened.

"Naomi," Ken walked up to us. "Can I walk you to class?"

Did he just ask for permission to walk me to class? This guy hasn't gotten used to Naija life. How can you ask permission? If you want to walk someone to class, just walk beside the person na. Is there anything special?

I glanced at Freddy. Geez, I don't have the mind to reject Ken. He was so polite! Saying no would be heartbreaking.

"No! You can't walk her to class. She has her boyfriend to do that!" Freddy sneered. "Come on, Cupcake!" He slipped his hand into mine and pulled me.

We got to the Biology Lab and was welcomed by the noise students produced as they scrambled for stools to sit on. I got one stool and sat around the front. Freddy took a stool and sat at the back. I turned to my side and was shocked to see Ken sitting beside me.

I nodded to him in acknowledgement and he smiled.

I have a feeling that...um...Ken likes me and this just made me feel strange. Normally, I would have been happy but I like Freddy and I don't think I will ever stop. Ken can only be a friend to me.

The class began and Ken was doing his best to start a conversation with me. I didn't want him to feel bad so I did my best to keep it going. It was interesting though. Ken is a nice guy. He told me a lot about Britain, specifically England.

After the lesson, the bell rang and we all left the Lab. Ken was telling me about an experience he had in England. A loud laughter escaped my lips when he spoke about snow and his hatred for it.

"You are a Nigerian! I am not surprised to see that you don't like it!" I exclaimed.

"Snow is beautiful but it is cold, really cold" he added.

"Excuse me," Freddy voiced and bumped Ken with his shoulder.

"Hey," Ken exclaimed when he lost his balance. He fell forward and quickly stood upright before he could hit the ground.

"Freddy, you..."

Freddy eyed Ken and cut him short curtly, "Cupcake, we need to talk".

"Oh, okay!" I replied.

"But I am not through telling you my experience in England" Ken uttered and his brown eyes bored into mine.

"Uh! You can still tell me now!"

"No way! We need to talk now!" Freddy insisted.

"Is it urgent?" I cocked a brow.

"Yes!" Freddy nodded. He fixed his glare on Ken and snapped, "Stay away from my girlfriend".

"You can't stop me from talking to her. You don't have control over her life" Ken snorted and folded his arms over his chest.

"Uh..." I trailed off.

Uh...are they actually fighting over me? Awesome! I only see this in movies. I need a camera to video this moment. Hehe! Just joking! I'm not that crazy...I think!

"Guys, chill! Freddy, Ken is just a friend!" I said trying to reduce the tension. Ken and Freddy were already sending daggers at each other. Their eyes were narrowed. I could tell that if I didn't do something they would fight.

"That's the problem!" Freddy snapped. "I don't want him to be your friend".

"And why not?" Ken's accent rang when he threw the question.

"And why not?" Freddy mimicked with a weird accent. I stifled my laughter. To be sincere, the accent Freddy used was really strange and funny.

"Arsehole!" Ken mumbled under his breathe. I heard what he said and Freddy definitely heard it.

"What did you say?" Freddy roared and clenched his fist. His eyes flashed with anger.

"Okay! That's enough! Ken, we can talk later" I gripped Freddy's wrist and pulled him to our study room that is the room Miss Bridget allowed us to use.

As soon as I shut the door behind us, Freddy yelled, "Aren't you in school to learn? Why were you talking to Ken instead of listening to our Biology teacher?"

I stared at Freddy with wide eyes. This was the first time Freddy has ever yelled at me and looked so furious.

"Calm down!" I said softly.

"Why should I calm down?" he rose a brow and glared at me.

"Why are you angry?" I sneered and glared back at him.

"Why won't I be angry? You spent the two periods of our biology class talking to that idiot!"

"So?"

Freddy took some steps and stopped close to me. "So I am angry!" he drew his face close to mine.

"No! I think you are just jealous!"

"Exactly! Why won't I be jealous?" he snarled. "Girls always have a thing for guys with accents. Ken has a british accent and he is good-looking".

"And you think I will fall for him?" I couldn't help myself. I just smiled.

Freddy is jealous. He likes me and fears that I will like someone else. Awwn!

"I suspect that you already like him" an angry frown creased his forehead.

"Awwn!" I pouted. "You don't know me well".

"Uh?"

I placed both hands on his shoulder. "There is nothing to worry about!"

"There is something to worry about!" he retorted.

"Do you want to know why you shouldn't worry?"

"Yes!" he grunted.

"I like you more than Ken. You are my boyfriend and he is just a friend" I winked and simpered.

"Really?" A big smile appeared on his face. "Yes! You like me!" He punched his fist in the air.

"Yes!" I chuckled.

"Cool!" he threw his hands on my waist and pulled me for a hug. I laughed and hugged him tight.

"Freddy," I called.

"Yes, my lovely cupcake?"

"Does this mean our relationship is real now?"

He hugged me some more and whispered, "Our relationship has always been real to me ever since I started liking you".

"Oh my goodness! That means you are my real boyfriend. We are not dating for a bet!"

Freddy leaned away and stared at me. "Yes!"

I blushed and gazed at him. His hand stroked my chin and his eyes flickered to my lips.

Is my dream about to come true? Oh my gosh! So dreams do come true! I love this.

As he leaned closer, my lips parted and I leaned closer to him. When we were inches away, realization dawned on me.

I don't know how to kiss. I don't have experience and I don't plan of having my first kiss now.

I leaned closer to Freddy and kissed his cheek. "Sorry but I can't kiss you on the lips," I blushed and scurried away. I'm too shy to see his expression.

I got to the class with a big smile on my face. In fact, my face was glowing. I sat down and examined my class. It was noisy and students chattered at different corners.

Freddy bounced into the class. He smirked and strolled to me. "I am very happy today. Thanks for making my day awesome!"

"What did I do?" I chuckled.

"This is the first time you kissed my cheek. This is an achievement!" he beamed. I threw my head backwards and laughed.

"I'm happy too!" I said between laughter.

Later that day, the bell was rung for break time. My class boys decided to have a football match with the SS3 students. We tried to convince them otherwise but they insisted on the match. Freddy said it was for fun and joined them. So under the hot sun, my fellow SS2 girls and I sat at the corner of the field to watch our classmate play. The match was interesting. We laughed and cheered when SS2 boys scored a goal.

Freddy was the striker in their team. He had score two goals. He jogged to one of the opposing player who had the ball and tried to dribble him. He was successful. Freddy got the ball and passed it to one of his friends. The SS2 girls cheered. Unfortunately, a boy in SS3 who was tall and muscular took the ball from our player. He shot it with force towards his player. Freddy was beside that person. Instead of the ball to hit the player, it slammed Freddy's chest. Everyone gasped as Freddy fell to the ground. I rose to my feet and yelled, "Freeedddddy!"

I patiently waited to see if he would stand up. He did but was gasping for air. The boys gathered around him and I knew something was wrong so I sprinted towards them.

Freddy is fine! I know he is okay! Nothing will happen! Think positive, Naomi!

   ~~~Author's note~~~

Hello my lovely readers, did you enjoy this chapter?

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