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This girl must be high or what could possibly be the reason behind the nonsense she's been spouting.

"Kikiope!" her voice interrupted my thoughts, turning to her, I was met with a throw pillow on my face.

"What gan?" I shouted before throwing the pillow back at her.

"You were quiet for some minutes, why are you pretending as if you aren't aware of the fact, stop being an hypocrite, I know..."

I cut in, "Shut up jare, are you here to insult me or what? Better think twice before displaying your stupidity here," I ended the statement with a hiss, and she eyed me.

"Just give me his number, I know you've been trying to steal him from me and I won't let that happen," Abimbola shrieked.

Something is definitely wrong with this girl. Abi, what's all this one?

"Steal who? Khalid isn't a pen or novel because I know that's the only thing I steal, so, it's better you think deep before spewing nonsense."

Yeah, I steal not steal jare, I take other people's pen when I don't have one and I also take novels that catches my interest without the owner's permission because I'm a lover of books and pens.

"Anyway, I have no time to start arguing with a thief and bastard like you, just give me his number."

This girl has finally suffered disrepute from me, she ended up pressing my red button sha. Instantly I stood up and walked to her, in a split second, I grabbed her right hand making my long nails dig into her flesh, I keep long nails because of people like her.

"You're hurting me," Abimbola gasped while trying to wriggle out of my grip but my force got intensified on her skin creating a gash.

"You're enjoying it abi?" I lifted my brows with mocking smile.

"Kikiope stop!" She yelled, she lifted her left hand in an attempt to stop me but I landed a hot slap on her face before jerking her away from my grip.

I moved closer to her with a wry smile looking deep into her black eyes which was just like mine, I think we both got it from her dad, other than that, I had no resemblance whatsoever to him and I'm thankful for that, "Next time, you don't call me a bastard, is that understood?" I warned before eyeing her and going back to the sofa.

"You're a wicked thing!" She yelled while rubbing her skin that was now showing the appearance of blood.

"Just shut up, if you're done here, kindly use the door," I gave her a smug smile before proceeding to stand up.

"Give me Khalid's number before I leave."

I scoffed before turning back to her, "Command or request?"

She kept quiet for some seconds before responding, "Request."

"Good, 09022..." I dashed her a cool smile after she'd finished punching the digits in her phone. Well, I knew all my friends number offhand funny enough I didn't know my parents number but I knew Moye's number Sha.

"You jeebi," she stood up while eyeing me.

"It's not your fault, I was the foolish one that gave you his number," I moved closer to her, but she stepped back quickly.

"By the way, I don't want to see you near my Khalid again, if not..."

I clapped sarcastically and that cut her off mid sentence, "If not what? Are you trying to threaten me? Abeg, just get out if you have nothing more to say other than trying to show useless girlfriend here, at your age, you're threatening me because of a boy, oniranu oshi."

She fumed with anger while glaring at me.

"Sha maa be (Just don't burst)" I said in a mocking tone.

She eyed me before walking towards the door, as she proceeded to open it, she turned back.

"What is it again oo?"

"Just know this is still my first warning, I'll still give you the grace of two other warnings but if after that you don't stay away from Khalid, you'll get a piece of me."

I chuckled before hissing scathingly, she banged the door but not without throwing me a glare that made me giggle.

Some people are just insane sha? Imagine this ratbag trying to threaten me over what? Not like I liked Khalid differently, he was only my best friend but this oaf should just pray she doesn't get on my nerves.

Anyway, her display just gave me an idea of what to write, I'd been stuck on my last words for hours before I called Moye earlier but the display of Abimbola now just brought an inspiration, quickly, I scampered into my room and picked up my palmtop; one Khalid had given me on my last birthday. Instantly, I set to work. Abimbola, thank you jare.

I didn't know I'd been seated writing for close to three hours now, everything had been flowing so well that I lost track of time not until I heard a knock from the door.

"Who could that be?" I mumbled to myself before standing up angrily, the person had just interrupted my writing, I just hope I don't lose the energy to write when I get back.

Grudgingly, I stood up and walked out of my room, seconds later, I opened the door only to meet face to face with my mum's sugar boy Felix, yes, that's my nickname for him.

"What do you want?" I asked belligerently.

He smiled at me before walking into the house. Why is the blockhead always smiling at me gan? I just hope he doesn't have anything under his sleeves.

"I never gave you the permission to enter the house," I said on top of my voice while stomping my feet on the ground.

He slumped on the two-seater before talking, "Oh, babe, just stop that."

I scoffed, "Mr. Sugar boy Felix, you have no right to call me babe abi which one is the stupid babe you've been calling me, it's really irking me," I fired. I get under the collar with his presence alone, like, can't he just look for his age mate to leech off instead of Mama D.

He chuckled before talking, "Wow, so, you think, your mom is my sugar momma, anyway, I like the way you called me sugar boy, it's really enticing, it's a cool nickname, you know?" He winked at me and I made a vomiting gesture before eyeing him and walking to my room.

I sat down on my reading chair and stared at the palmtop in front of me, oh my goodness, he ended up making me losing inspiration, I ran my hands through my newly braided hair in frustration; one that I'd just braided yesterday in preparation for Christmas which would be coming up in two days time.

After sighing, I decided to just read a book, picking up a novel from my bookshelf which was on the wall above my reading table and chair, I looked at the book and a smile crept up my face, it was titled Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers, I flipped through the pages of the novel before my eyes caught sight of a paper.

Instantaneously, I picked the paper and my eyes ran through what was written in it, it looked like a threat paper, written on it was, "Keep it a secret. It was only to help you but, if anyone knows about it, just know you're dead."

I snapped my brows at this before remembering who I'd stolen, no, taken the book from, it was under Bella and Quiet girl's locker, but who was being threatened and who could be threatening them? Possibly, the quiet girl in our class could be the one being threatened because she'd been a bit brave during our exams but her demeanour changed back to her quiet nature after we ended our exams. What could be going on? Different thoughts debated in my head until I felt a warm hand on my body.

Immediately, I snapped my head back only to be met with Sugar boy's eyes. How did this skunk get into my room?

"Your skin is so smooth and flawless," he uttered before winking at me, without any thought, I picked up the glass cup on my reading table and poured the water on him.

"Ow, what's that?" He stepped back while running his hand across his wet face.

"Get out of my room!" I screamed my lungs out, certainly, the whole neighborhood would have heard my voice.

"Easy now, I just noticed you were lost in your thoughts, I called out your name but you didn't hear me that was why I touched you," he explained foolishly. This guy must be thinking I'm dumb.

"How did you get into my room in the first place?" I shouted.

"You left the door open," he pointed at the door and then I realized it was ajar. What was I thinking not closing the door.

"And does that give you the cue to enter my room, just get out!" I yelled, and he walked out of my room but not without dashing me a smile. Hope this one is not a psychiatric patient bayii?

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I walked into Mama D's room and saw Sugar boy sleeping like a log of wood as if it was his mother's house. This guy has some nerves sha. It was a Friday and Mama D had gone to the Bar, apparently, she wasn't coming home today because Fridays were her busiest days.

I stared at the body of Sugar boy on the bed before a thought struck me, quickly, I ran into Mama D's bathroom and came out with a bowl of water, I smiled wickedly before emptying the bowl on him.

He coughed out of his sleep and kept on coughing and coughing till his eyes turned red, he went on coughing, hope I haven't killed someone today like this? I moved closer to him and watched him closely, I can't pat his back ooo, over my dead body, that's when he'll think someone is already warming up to him, so, I just watched him till he finally stopped coughing after what felt like a lifetime.

"Why did you do that? Do you want to kill me?" He shouted and I stepped back so, he's saliva won't pour on me or probably his teeth on my body, 'cause the way he shouted was like that of a bulldog.

"Why did you na shout? Were you given a death sentence?" I mocked, and he glowered at me, if looks could kill, I'll surely he with Baba God right now.

"Lower your gaze, I can't start cleaning blood," I told him, and he still glared at me and I glared back in return, he eventually lowered his gaze after noticing I didn't fall for his glare.

He got up from the bed before talking, "I don't like what you did."

I chuckled before replying, "It wasn't intended for you to like it."

He groaned before talking, "Why are you here?"

"This is my mom's room so, I think that question should be for you."

"God!" He groaned and I tittered before bending to pack the bedsheets and duvet.

"Anyway, I came to get this," I told him before leaving the room but not without dashing him a scowl. I'll frustrate him till he leaves our house.

I dumped the clothes into the washing machine, after setting it, I walked out of our small laundry room before walking into our kitchen. Gosh, I was damn hungry, I served the Ofada rice I'd prepared before going to Mama D's room.

Immediately I dropped the plate on the dining table and picked up my spoon to eat, Sugar Boy impeded me with his foolish question.

"How did you know this is my best food? Anyway, where is my food?" He questioned as his morning breath wafted into my nostrils. Gosh, his mouth smells like a pit latrine.

"Weren't you taught to brush your teeth when you wake up?"

He furrowed his brows before talking, "I'll do that after eating, so, just..."

I moved my food back before banging my spoon on the table and that shut him up, "Why do you want to contaminate my food and choke me with your smell?"

He opened his mouth to talk but I beat him to it, "By the way, Mr. Sugar boy, this is my house and not yours, so, if you're hungry, just go to your house because I didn't remember a toad like you while preparing my food."

He scrunched his brows before talking, "Babe, you're too rude but I'll let go because you're beautiful and might have probably woken up on the wrong side of the bed, so..."

I stood up before cutting in, "So, what? If you didn't let go, you'll beat me abi, we know people like you, woman beater!"

He sighed before replying, "Just calm down, I'm not like that, damn, why are you like this?"

"You can ask your head," I ended it with a hiss before picking up my spoon to eat.

"My food is in the kitchen right?"

I ignored him as I chewed on my food, he stood up and sauntered to the kitchen while I enjoyed my meal, he came back minutes later.

"You're joking right, where did you keep the food?"

I ignored him and went on with my meal, making moaning sounds that taunted him.

"Kikiope!"

I looked up at him, "So, you even know my name, anyway, I wasn't joking, you have no dime in this food which automatically doesn't make you eligible to eat."

He heaved before running his hand through his punk hair in frustration, then he stormed off.

I laughed in satisfaction before I heard a slight knock from the door. I sighed before standing up, opening the door, I squealed before jumping on Moye.

"Girl, don't break my neck oo, there are people that'll kill you," Moye jested before I got down.

"I didn't know you'll be early, I hope you brought something sha," I teased with dancing smiles. I was overwhelmed to see my sister, it's been more than five months since I set my eyes on her.

"I didn't bring anything oo," she replied while trying to get into the house but I stood rooted at the door ensuring to block her entrance.

"You can't come into this house if you didn't buy anything," I threatened while she rolled her eyes.

"As if I work in school."

"Whatever, you're not entering this house sha," I deadpanned.

She pursed her lips before throwing a bucket bag at me. Happily, I collected the bag while searching through it, I searched through the bag and brought out a Palazzo trousers alongside four novels. This girl just made my day.

"Awwn, Moye, I love you so much," I cooked before proceeding to hug her, but she pushed me out of her way and walked into the house.

"Bubble head!" I shouted behind her before following suit.

"Wow, I didn't know Mama D birthed beautiful specimens," Sugar boy exclaimed as we walked into the house.

"Who is he?" Moye whispered to me.

"He's Mama D's Sugar boy," I told her.

"Don't mind her, I'm Felix and you are?" He said with a smile.

Moye sized him up before responding, "I'm Moyeninuoluwa."

"That's nice, Mama D already told me about you."

"And, what's that?" Moye inquired.

"Nice things about you," he replied still with his smile, I grabbed Moye's hand in an attempt to drag her into her room but Sugar boy stopped us by helping Moye carry her bags.

"He's not a nice man oo," I said to Moye immediately he left.

"But, he looks like one, it's just that he looks too young for Mama D, way..."

Sugar Boy's voice stopped her, "Where is your room?"

"Beside mine,"I replied before she slumped on the chair.

"See, I prepared Ofada rice, should I serve you?"

"Yes, please, thank you," she replied and I walked into the kitchen to serve her food.

Minutes later, I placed the food on the table and called her attention before Sugar Boy walked out.

"I thought you said there was no more," he uttered as Moye ate her meal joyfully.

"No more for you," I replied sharply.

"Okay, I'm sorry if I offended you but can you please, stop starving me," he begged and I erupted into laughter.

"You didn't offend me and that's not how to beg you know," I said when my laughter finally died down.

Moye pinched me but I slapped her hand away before continuing, "If you really want to eat, beg me politely."

"Okay, Kikiope, I'm sincerely sorry for what I don't even understand," he pleaded.

"Kikiope stop," Moye whispered to me but I eyed her.

"That's not how to beg, you're free to eat our you know, I can introduce you to Bimpe's Mom bukka, her foods..."

Moye cut in, "Kikiope, that's enough, it's not good to starve people, you can punish him with another thing, you hear?" She batted her eyelashes and I hissed before standing up.

I eyed Sugar Boy before walking into the kitchen to serve his food, when I got out, I met Sugar boy talking with Moye, they were even laughing together gan, eh eh eh.

"This is your food," I banged it on the table interrupting his talk with Moye.

"Thanks," he replied before picking the spoon, he dug into it instantly and ate ravenously.

"Why are you eating like a pig?" I voiced out.

"What!" The two of them exclaimed and I eyed them.

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