~Kamsiyoona Sincere Lander~

S I Y O O N A

"She doesn't look like the type of girl that would do such......." Damicute said.

As he tried to convince the guys on Zirachi's innocence and the possibility of the uploaded picture being fake.

No matter how he kept breaking his words down into bits, it still wouldn't change the way majority of GHS students currently viewed Zirachi as.

After 'the picture' was uploaded by the same anonymous account on the Ss2 class forum, the whole school has been in shambles despite it being exposed to only the Ss2 population it still got to the whole School's knowledge, including the junior students.

Many eyes fed on a single 'picture', as different meanings were read into it with up to hundreds of opinions clashing against each other, on who was right and wrong.

RaynaDeehotchica🥵
Abeg that girl nah Ashewo normally!!!

-𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 (𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍)

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PrincessMuna
I never knew Jared could stoop so low to make out with her kind. She's as poor as a church rat.

Reply two......
Simplyrichbaddie✨✨
Omo Rayna, the babe nah full time olosho and new caster 😂

Reply three......
queenofpurple💜
See pot calling kettle black, after you stole my boyfriend. Mtchewww

Reply four......
2undelord
Shout out to all the GHS guys, this babe is fresh and useable 😁

BTSbaby4life
How dare she try to seduce my 14th husband. She dey crazzee? abi all these scholarship kids don forget their place.

- 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 (𝚜𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛)

XkingsofGHS.Ty
What happened?

- 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 (𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍)

Everyone was insane, that's the word. From the psychotic lover girls who'd already tied the knot with Jared in their Imagination, to the fuckboys who saw Zirachi as a new toy they would love to pass around while messing with.

A surge of angry blood vigorously rushed through my thumbs as I tried to reply to a comment made by, RaynaDeehotchica, but I'll preferably call her Rayna-the-gossip since that's the only thing she's good at.

Someone who must've been seated beside or probably on the same round table with me, since we were in the cafeteria, snatched my phone away.

I sharply closed my eyes and exhaled.

"Whoever took the phone should kindly place it back on my palm," I said.

"You shouldn't burden yourself over a slut." Abdul's irritating voice spewed out, as my ears received the emphasis he deliberately laid on his last word which hung in the air.

"Don't call her that," Damicute said, he was probably also tired with Abdul's upgrade in his nasty, jerky and annoying behavior.

"It doesn't change the fact that she's still one, they don't write it on their forehead you know? That picture clearly explains what you all here, are trying to turn a blind eye too." He said again.

Abdul has always been a lost cause who had a problem with trusting or believing someone, I so much detested this guy with everything in me.

Not detest, but Hate. Yes, that's the word.

Liar.

"When did she become so intimate with him. I thought Jared's babe was Idia?" Kesiena asked, peering over Gibson's shoulders as he tried to have a look at Gibson's phone, which must be showcasing 'the picture'.

"It's FAKE! Kess." I said in frustration, massaging my temple in order to relieve myself from the whole chaos.

It wasn't working.

"Kamsi, can you please just shut up! Stop being delusional and supporting that girl like your life depends on it!" Abdul said, banging his fist hard against the table as I nearly flinched back, maybe in a tad bit of shock at his reaction or him suddenly calling me by the nickname he always used back then, Kamsi.

He was angry.

Silence fell upon us in spite of the noisy Cafeteria, the guys locked eyes with each other passing unsaid words on what Abdul had just done, he yelled, freaking raised his voice.

And worst, Kamsi?

"I'm sorry." Were the only words he said, which was meant to drip in remorse and not the opposite of how he delivered it with a grunt.

As he got up to leave no one made an attempt to stop him like the other day, because Abdul needed some time alone to get his shit together.

"What's up with the moody clouds hanging over everyone's head, hope all is well," Jimi asked in a statement like tone, approaching us as his brows reflexively furrowed amidst his hearty laughter to reduce tension.

He shook hands with Gibson who received the bro handshake with lack of enthusiasm.

"It seems like someone's looking for their boyfriend." Kesiena said, as his eyes flicked over to another approaching figure behind Jimi.

"Oh Shit! Which of them? Is it Evelyn? Tiwa? Aaliyah? Crystal?" Jimi questioned, calling out different names of girls which supposedly were his girlfriends.

Even without an indication on whose girlfriend was approaching, his guilty conscience had already done the math.

Whoever the girl was she continued her model sashay walk towards our table, well Jimi specifically, since he was going to carry his cross today because she looked furious.

I would just sit back and watch the shit that's about to go down.

"Guyyyyyyyyyy" Kesiena extended the 'guy'. "It looks like it's the Abena girl you talked about a week before resumption. Average height, brown skinned, plump lips, Ghana roots and damn she curvaceous." He exclaimed, as I didn't see what all the fuss was about.

Jimi sighed. Letting out the breath he had been restraining as relief washed over his face, accompanied with a bright smile.

"Ahhhhh there no cause for alarm, she's good news." He said, gradually turning around to receive her presence which came alongside her arms apart in an open hug, which he engulfed in.

"He's lucky today," Damicute said in a whisper, although his message was still passed across as we snickered.

"Kesiena you sef ehh, you would have kept him in suspense. And how do you keep count of his girlfriends?" Gibson asked, crushing on his plantain chips.

"How can I forget the different girls he usually introduce to us, your brain is too occupied with serious things like your head boy post, to keep matters like this." Kess replied in a shrug.

"Very correct." Gibson said with his attention solely on Jimi as he smooched with Ahbi or was it Abena? Whatever her name was, she was intensely on another world with Jimi as they must've forgotten this was still the Cafeteria.

"Abeg enough, at least let the single breath." I let out in repulsion at their apparent PDA, feeding our eyes on unnecessary details of their comic relationship.

Jimi was just something else, tommorow would come and another girl with a name 'Shuga or Cherry' would replace this Abena, and that's how the cycle continues.

They finally unlocked lips. Well, after getting eachother's uniform rumpled up with her dragging him by the collar and out of the Cafeteria, to finish their business.

"That's better, so who took my phone?" I asked again.

"The main fun was about to begin but you just ruined everything." Damicute said as he sounded annoyed in missing out on something so important.

I chuckled.

"Which main fun? Abeg gimme my phone, I know it's with you."

"Take." He said handing the phone over to me, as I snatched it. "There's a girl at table ten, she's the Crystal girl he mentioned. The one and only Crystal Bankole, and the bad news is that she witnessed all her boyfriend displayed." He explained, earning multiple snickers from the rest of us.

I stole a quick glance at her table, trying not to be noticed or rather get caught by her or any member of her clique, but that wasn't possible when we both locked eyes.

Unknowingly to me she had also been staring, so when our eyes made contact neither of us was willing to look away.

Just stare.

If I said Abena was furious while approaching, this Crystal girl was surely beyond furious as she broke the contact by standing and storming out of the cafeteria.

A friend of hers was hot on her tail as she looked like those, I-am-the-most-trusted-friend, since she was the only one who followed Crystal among the multitude of friends she previously sat with at table ten.

"Jimi is in serious deep shit." Kesiena said exactly what I had in mind, since the petite Bankole sister as I'd call her, must be heading to look for Jimi.

"Send him a quick text or the code red alert you guys call it." I suggested, as I switched on my phone, caring less on what would happen to him if he was to be caught.

"Oh, and you think my message will be delivered when his phone is currently on Airplane mode." Kess said, sounding so worried.

"That's wonderful," Gibson said laughing. "He's going to learn his lesson today, remember the last time this happened?" He questioned Damicute, laughing hysterically as he recalled Jimi's last misfortune.

I for one could never forget the day some group of girls traced Jimi's location to our hangout, which was Gibson's house, just to feed him on a piece of their mind after he messed with some twin sisters.

All of them came prepared, embarrassing the life out of Jimi as we thanked goodness that Gibson's parents were absent that Saturday afternoon, but just his older sister who still gave us an ear full.

"You don't need to remind me, those girls were brutal abeg." Damicute responded laughing alongside Gibson.

But.

That laugher which brought out the genuine amusement he found at Jimi's predicament, died off removing all traces of heartiness immediately Asher walked passed our table with his tray of food on his hand.

He gently with all tenderness, sat on the isolated table behind ours totally oblivious to the negative effect his presence caused on not only Dami, but all of us.

His full name was Asher Zee Okafor but everyone, meaning, majority of his fans referred to him as Zee but since he was a classmate of mine, I called him as Asher.

He was too pure, everything about him was specifically innocent. There was this white garment we all knew he had on, perfectly shining therefore revealing his apparent sincere honesty to the world.

From the slight pushing of his glasses upwards to the bridge of his nose, to the unwrapping of the snack and back to his every movement.

Everything, not a single mistake was made and maybe that's why his Ashnier fandom, kept growing daily. His voice was yet another undiscovered mystery which Dami, to be more specific, had a hatred for.

Dami had never been fond of Asher, despite them having no encounter at all but just the obvious hating shades he threw at Zee.

Everyone knew, the whole of GHS knew that it's best singers, Dami and Asher, were competing with each other in every aspect of their major which was music.

Unlike Asher who was a gifted master when it came to his voice, guitar and piano. Damicute had to take series of lessons just to learn the piano notes.

Yes, it's certainly not Asher's fault that he was gifted or loved more, but he still couldn't change Damicute's resentment.

Maybe he could since he had the aura of an angle, but still not now or never.

"And the devil appears to ruin the fun." Damicute remarked loud enough for Asher to hear, causing a brief pause in his movement.

The others laughed in response but I couldn't. What he said was in no way funny so I didn't see the cause of their amusement.

The boys were always keen on doing this, when one of us or them was hostile towards a person or group of people, the hostility was shared among each other like the saying, an enemy to one was an enemy to all, they so much abided to that but I didn't.

Asher was never wrong so the shades thrown at him, and indirect bullying was uncalled for in my own opinion that they'd till date never agree to, even if I were to bring it up.

"The nigga is too much of a girl, he's too weak and worst his voice_"

"Shut it Damilola." I said, halting him immediately.

I was no longer preplexed at how Dami could change into another different person entirely, whenever he was dealing with the likes of Asher.

His tone, words and demeanor would no longer be the same but instead another side of him showcased itself, just like Abdul.

"Fine Siyoona, it's not a crime to air out my opinion regarding some pretenders." He said with a slight shrug like he was totally right for what he said.

I wasn't not expecting Kesiena and Gibson's additional words, and so, did not put it in mind that one of them would at least counter to what Dami was doing

This was so sickening.

The ding notification was received from every corner of the Cafeteria with students. Everyone who received that familiar 'beep' of their phone was so eager to get the end result and what steaming news was updated, they all had their phones out, well except those who were currently at the serving counter and, me.

I was a bit uninterested in knowing what had happened and why everyone had their eyes glued on their screen, I had the faintest idea swiveling on different possibilities, more reason my reluctance settled in.

Even though I didn't want to check it out and just wanted everything to erase, I still heard the video which it's sound simultaneously echoed from the phones around.

It was from a live stream.

Only one person could do this, just to capture the whole School's attention and drag Zirachi's name, 'the unknown'.

In less than an hour the picture of Zirachi was uploaded, the anonymous account was back again but this time he/she went on a livestream?

Some people were already rushing out with the speed of light to their pace and out of the Cafeteria, Damicute was already up and about to leave when I held him by the wrist.

"Where to?" I asked, preparing myself on the response which would reveal the exact location 'the unknown' was conducting the Livestream.

Kesiena also stood up while Gibson was totally chill in the midst of the Cafeteria's rowdiness.

"They're at the court," He quickly said, also rushing out like the others.

"What does he mean Kess? Who is he talking about and which court exactly?" I asked, now worried on what was going on.

"I'll explain later, or just check your phone." He said running out.

I really did not want to even have a glimpse on what was happening and the reason for this chaos, but I still had to check and prepare myself on the possible outcome.

One.......

Two......

Thre_

"Don't." Gibson interrupted my attempt to finally check, he meant every letter he infused into that 'Don't' because his reaction alone was enough answer to my questions.

It was the same place........

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