A picture of Evans Kanu (Headboy)  in the multimedia.

The next day was not has eventful as the day before, it is too early to celebrate anyway but I haven't had any run in with Akeju and his group of minions so it is still much palatable.

Except from the words spoken to me by my dear roommate which was..

'you look like you got ran down by a truck'

Which was not a lie cause I know I look hideous but she really didn't have to point it out early in the morning while preparing for school.

The rest of my morning class was actually okay, no bullies, no lateness, no sudden attention. It was like everything went back to normal.

At break time, i refused to step a foot in the cafeteria for my breakfast because of what happened yesterday, i was scared at the same time embarrassed.

What if he pulls that prank on me again? And what he almost did last night, i mentally shuddered.

I found an empty class during the break time and quickly munched on the biscuit i took with me from the hostel, alongside the 'kunsoy' drink i bought from the tuck shop.

That should be able to hold me till lunch time. I can't believe am back to the habit of skipping meals again, i promised my parents i would not skip my meals but here I am, all because of my mate.

Who happens to be a manipulative bully....

I sat in silence after I was done with the little food i ate, ruminating over what others will be doing in the cafeteria.

I couldn't help but wonder whether there are other students like myself who preferred hiding away and eating their food in an empty class due to the fear of being picked on for being too fat for eating the food or being too thin whereas the food you are eating does not show the result.

I let out an heavy sigh as the bell rang to signify the end of the recess. I can't believe i spent good thirty minutes here.

Picking up myself, i went to my class. We had trade but there seem to be a meeting with the HOD Arts concerning our trade subject. He will like to have a meeting in the hall with all Ss3 students in attendance to discuss on some certain issues.

Picking a new note from my bag, I left the classroom taking slow leisure steps to the hall. I was among the first set of people that got there. I quickly find a secluded place to seat, away from attention.

Drumming softly with my pen, i watch students troop in, in numbers, groups, cliques and individuals. The last set of students to step in were the elite.

Why am I not surprised?

No one is going to check them for that. Who will chastise the school head boy and girl sef?

When no be say you don high.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as i saw the five walk towards my direction ignoring the attention and looks given to them by their mates.

I gulp as I lock eyes with Theresa Taylor, she only threw me a little smirk before following her friends, i exhaled as they walk past me but got nervous again when they occupied the row behind me even though there were empty seats littering the hall.

Before my thoughts went haywire, Mr Ubong called us all into order by clapping his hands together ordering the students to settle down.

Mr Ubong is a teacher who teaches business studies for the junior class and also commerce for the senior class. A quick gist about Mr Ubong, he has been in this school for over seven years, at first he was a corper before he was retained due to his teaching prowess.

I heard a lot of things about him, his charisma, his charm, as the sole ability to befriend students and make them trust him but one thing I fail to believe and i hope it's not true was his popular sex life.

There had been numerous times i heard students saying he had had carnal knowledge of them, he had take them to bed, even teachers but i still find it hard to believe.

Mr Ubong is a very good looking man so I guess that was why they speculate this rumour around him, and to top it off, he is not married. I haven't met him personally for me to jump into conclusions.

He went on talking for good fifteen minutes about how important the trade subjects is as students are lagging behind as they fail to go to classes.

I really wanted to listen but do you know that feeling you get when someone is staring at you for no ample reason. How do people even ignore this kind of situation?

I was too scared to look back because of the people occupying my back, but I know it is from one or two of them. I sat uneasily on my seat zoning out on Mr Ubong which i rarely do.

The meeting ended on a noisy note as students felt it was right to voice their opinions even if they were in the wrong. I watch in boredom as they asked series of unnecessary questions. The man patiently answered their questions.

Then I felt it again. That familiar poke. I sighed heavily before turning around in a rather robotic way.

My eyes ran through them taking in their sitting arrangement before looking down. I really don't know who did that and i don't know what gave me the balls to actually look at them in question.

I just find it weird that the fellow which i believed was Kanu finds satisfaction in poking me with his pen. Again ...

"My friend wants to ask you a question" he stated looking collected like always.

I turn to were his pen was pointing at. Faramade...

His eyes always made me wonder what God was up to when making him, was he trying to confuse his parents or get the mother in trouble?

The thing is, he has two different eye colour. One brown, the other...blue. Yes you heard me...

Blue...

Like the color of the sky...

The first day i saw him back in Ss1 when I just got here, i thought he was wearing a contact lens but when I thought about it on why a boy will want to wear a single lens and not get into trouble with the teachers?

I realized it was his eye color and i was blown away...

He was very attractive with his skin colour, and eyes had attracted attention from both sexes.

Akeju actually nicknamed him 'Cyborg' but he dare not mention this right in front of him but he never fails calling him that behind his back.

Coward...

His left eyebrow has a scar right on it as hair refused to grow from that spot. It gave him an equally rugged look and i always wondered how he got that scar.

He threw me off guard as he gave me a small distinct smile.

Why was Faramade Kuti staring at me?

"I hope you are okay?"

I raised an eyebrow in question at his question?

Was he really asking me that question because he really cared about me or it was meant as an insult?

With this people, you can never know...

"Okay? As how?"

"Yesterday evening with that annoying brat called Akeju..."

My lips formed an o shape before nodding my head.

That was when i realized they were all looking at me. Especially Akorede. His heated stare left me daze as it was a mixture of a glare and an equally strange look.

He always looks that way girl...

Never smiling, like someone peed in his morning tea, or something crawled up his ass.

I turn around when the bell rang signifying the end of the class/meeting. We were dismissed, i grab my book before leaving the hall not caring about the stares on me.

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"Guy you should loosen up that face, you dey scare that babe away" Banks complained bitterly but I was not having it.

"This is my face and this is how I look. Deal with it" i said in annoyance. "She didn't even give me the time of the day to talk to her"

"Why will she give you her time when you always look like mini Thanos?" Faramade deadpanned.

Trust him to always be salty. Am still annoyed with him that he was able to do the one thing am unable to do.

Talking to Omotolani....

"Shut your mouth bro.. I really don't need your caustic words right now"

"The girl was right in front of you bro. Just talk. Like a normal hi would have been good, it would have laid the ground but no. I tried helping but instead of you to tag along, you simply sat there like a constipated toad"

My glare made him shook his head in annoyance.

"Don't you think it would have been weird if he just starts a conversation with her?" Evans asked.

Always the voice of reasoning.

"Thank you for pointing that out" I praised my brainy friend.

"Abeg! It starts from somewhere!" Bankole exclaimed.

"Before you idiots start arguing for no reason about how he should approach her, just know that her new look and growth had attracted a lot of attention even she is unaware of"

Theresa muttered from behind a book she was reading.

There was total silence in the lounge room, we all exchanged looks.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, sounding wary. She huffed before looking at the four of us.

"Have you noticed the recent glow up? She grew her hair and her skin just looks so soft to touch and those soft curves. Trust me... She is attracting attention from the opposite sex more than ever before. Even that buffalo called Akeju as also noticed this"

"Why do you say that?" Evans, who was sitting beside her asked.

"You know how he normally bullied her while you sit back and do nothing because you don't want so much 'attention' on her" she air quotes her words making me look away in guilt "he has been watching her closely for some time now but yesterday, i swear it, he was eye raping her"

"You know I told you that Faramade and I caught Balogun almost harassing her yesterday evening. I think her theory is right" Bankole stated.

"Of cause am always right! And with the few days i had spent with her, i know she has a massive inferiority complex and the bullying is not making it better"

What she said was true but her first statement caught my attention.

"How do you spend a few days with her? The last time I checked, you were not in the same class"

"She is my roommate na" she said carelessly but we caught her statement.

"Your roommate?" she nodded "How come am hearing about this now?" I frowned at the prospect of her keeping that information from me.

She threw me a grin.

"I thought I told you" my eyes narrowed into slits "oops.. It escaped my mind" she said while shrugging before going back to the book she was reading.

"How is she your roommate? I thought you don't do roommate... "

Faramade asked our only girlfriend in this clique of ours. She could be handful sometimes but we love her anyway. Her hardheadedness can throw you off guard though and it can make you wonder why you thought it was wise in arguing with her in the first place.

"I changed my mind. She is easy to live with, calm,quiet and likes keeping to herself. In fact, she rarely talks" she said from behind the huge book.

"Tell me more about her" I said cringing at how i sounded desperate. She snorts probably noticing how i sounded.

"I won't tell you shit. You have liked this girl for over two years. KK this is our final year in school. After graduation, you may never see again. Why don't you make use of the little time you have with her?"  she advised which she rarely does.

She always likes demanding and commanding....

Her words knocked some sense into me. She is right... I just have a year if not months to get to know her. I don't want to miss this opportunity.

"We have P. E tomorrow right?"

Let me test our memory.. Who remembers Corper Ubong?...Mr Ubong 😚😏...do you see the correlation?

Akeju with name calling sha, Cyborg ke? 😁😁

Faramade gan no dey calm down.

Translation
kunsoy : A highly nutritious drink, a combination of Kunu drink(millet) and soya drink (soya beans).  Very sweet. 😄😝

When no be say you don high: When you are not high?