I let my shoulders drop as I stepped out of the hallway and found my way to the car park.
It's not even been upto a week and I had a guy messing with my head. The girlfriend had humiliated me on my first in school and now I had my name on the front page of a stupid school gossip magazine.I let my mind drift off to the conversation I had with the girls. I could picture Meredith now as she said, "But he is so cute. How did he end up with a witch for a girlfriend?" With a dreamy look in her eyes."If you ask us, who do we ask?" Bisola said smirking."isn't that why we have g****e? G****e knows everything. So that should be where u direct your rhetorical questions to next time." Foluke summed.And In that moment I thought how g****e wouldn't want to have anything to do with her."Watch where you going, will ya?" A voice said drawing me out of my trance. For the first time, I noticed how crowded the lot was. I turned around and caught Alain staring at me, drawing closer was the girlfriend."Hey babe." She said audibly so I could hear, "you wanna come over?"Alain smiled and then winked. He quickly whispered in her ear and she nodded, raising her middle finger in my face.And then, he kissed her.Cellphones where out of people's pockets immediately, snapping their pictures."Good show." I said clapping, "you two would make a good headline for the next gossip review."I stalked off to where my mum parked waiting for me and got in the car."Sweetheart, what's wrong?" She asked."I'm fine."**************************Thinking of Alain and Mitchel's Pda every now and then made me want to puke but was saved from my thought by a lot of pulling, shouting and screaming. I honestly think that half the population of this school are born fighters and that if Alain hadn't pulled Mitchel from the grasp of the other girl, Mitchel would have died.The flying news is that; the girl warring with Mitchel is Anna, Alain's ex and that they were fighting over Alain. How crazy could that be? Why my gender would never know when to quit and when to stay put is something I'll never understand. Where's the sense in fighting over a guy you would never get married to?The nextday, for the first time in the history of Greenville High school, the gossip review came out on a Tuesday, that's what foluke said and I can't say I didn't forsee it.The whole episode of yesterday's drama was covered blow by blow, including Mitchel's history with Alain and everything you need to fill five pages. The juicy part is, the front cover had a picture of the two lovebirds kissing.The minute the paper was released, every single student in the school ran to the office where Rosa parks, the editor in chief stood selling copies.I couldn't contain the shock I felt. Why are teenagers this dumb and jobless?The most entertaing thing happened today, Mitchel who hadn't uttered one nice word to me since our little drama in the cafeteria walked up to our table five minutes later, and gave us an invitation to her party. I almost sank into myself."You're inviting me to your party?" I asked, eyes wide with shock."Looks it, doesn't it?" She retorted rolling her eyeballs, "and not just you, but all the losers on this table.""Losers?" I asked bordering between confusion and surprise."Oh, you don't know?" She laughed hysterically, "you are all losers on this table."The girls wore the same shocked expressions as me but they recovered quickly. And even the dreamy look in Meredith's eyes when she first received the invite had died out."I'm sorry." I said, "I can't come. Not because I don't attend parties but because only losers are welcomed to your party and I'm not one."The dumb look that appeared on her face before she snapped her fingers and stalked off was priceless.You would think my new found friends wouldn't want to attend that party but instead they tried to make me see reasons on why I should be at the party. I held up strongly against them saying no each and every time they asked.The only reason I was now standing at the bottom of the staircase in my house with the girls flanking my both sides and looking so excited was because hours later after I'd arrived home, the door bell rang and I ran out to check who the intruder was.Foluke and the girls stood at at the front door looking smug, how they had located where I lived is what I don't know and I wasn't interested in knowing."How did you locate me?" I asked almost in whispers."This!" Meredith Said holding up her phone so I could see the G****e map in it. "We thought we could persuade you to come.""Well, you can't." I said and started to push them out from the door when my mother called from inside."Emmy honey, who is at the door?""It's nothing to worry about. Just some...""Hello ma'am," Meredith shouted so that half the neighborhood could hear, "we're her friends from school.""You're so dead." I said pointing at all three of them. "What do you think you're doing? No one is persuading me to any stupid party. let this be known to the three of you.""Emmy, you didn't think it appropriate to let me know about your friends?" My said opening the door so they could come inside. "You are all beautiful, what are your names?"I rolled my eyes and twisted my lips.After introducing themselves and mom fished out whatever details she could from them, she teamed up with them and made go to the party.They looked amazing in their outfits. I wore skinny blue jeans and a crip top. When my friends saw my outfit, they rolled their eyes and debated on why I had to wear the saddest clothes in my closet.It's not like I didn't own any fancy dresses or heels that would even put cardi B to shame. My mother made sure that I had enough girly clothes to last me a lifetime. From shoes to purses to designer clothes I had them all. After all, that's what you get when you're the daughter of the head of one of the most successful fashion agencies in the world.I had a room that covered one foot of the house with a walk in closet and a bathroom. My parents where filthy rich.Foluke wanted to give me a total make over while the twins argued that they changed my dressing. I didn't care about the way I looked. I was okay with the way I was.In the end, we came to a compromise. Foluke would only put a bit of mascara on my eyes. I'm the end, I must confess, it made me look outstanding. Then she paired it with a glittery pink lip gloss."Is it not too much?" I asked."When we get there, you'll understand." She replied.It took us barely two minutes to reach Mitchel's house. Her house was a big white neat house just like the others in Malibu drive which from what I've noticed so far is the lane where all the people who had snobbish attitude and deep pockets stayed. It was a lane for the rich."Are you ready for our first high school party?" Foluke asked as we made our way through the maze of cars."Your first? How come?" I asked, " I thought you guys have been here for like forever?" I looked from her to Simi."Well, before you came, Mitchel had banned us from attending any school party." Bisola said and shrugged, " you can understand now why we desperately wanted to come. Sorry for dragging you into all of this."I was dumbfounded.How could one lean girl be so mean and nonchalant. What was she? A god? For the life of me, I'll never understand how this school operates."It's fine." I said, " at least we're attending one now. Doesn't matter, does it?" I tried to take away th
Immediately I got home, I caught my parents sharing a cup of hot coffee in the living area. "What are you guy's doing up by this time?" I asked."Evening to you too." My replied with sarcasm laced in her voice. "How did it go?""Pretty cool.""Pretty cool? That's it?" She said turning to give me a long good look."Mum, if you're looking for details, I'm the wrong person you should ask." I walked into the kitchen with my mother trailing behind me."Glad you're finally getting to relate." My dad called from behind.I tried not to roll my eyes. If relating meant being locked up in a cupboard then I didn't want to.I entered my room and shut the curtains. The last thing I wanted to see was anything related to the house Nextdoor. As I collapsed on my bed, my eyes caught a simple lemon stick on notes plastered on my window. Curiously, I tiptoed to the window and peeled it off. Instinctively, I raised my eyes to the room opposite mine and saw someone looking at
For the rest of the the day, I spent it indoors counting the ceiling. The only time I went downstairs was when Meredith, Bisola and Foluke showed up. The moment they stepped foot in my room, foluke dramatically went to door and shut it. "Oya, spill." She said."What?" I shrugged pretending not to understand what she was on about.Meredith gave me an all knowing look, "oh please. You can tell us anything. That's why we're friends right.""Juicy, juicy secret. Pretty please tell!" Bisola jumped up and down on the bed."But it's nothing. Why act like I won a trophy or something?""Pretty, please tell!!""Pretty, please tell!!""Pretty, please tell!!" They ganged up and said in unison.I shut my ears with my hands, not wanting to hear anymore of their chanting. Out of nowhere, I felt them tackle me to the ground and began to tickle me.I wriggled and wriggled on the floor untill I could bear it no longer and started laughing. I laughed until I felt li
"OMG!! I can't believe I forgot my trigonometry textbook at home!" I said."No worries, we can share." Foluke said heaping textbooks in her arm, "how was practice?"After a week of attending trigonometry class, I was yet to come to terms with the fact that I was a trigonometry student. I avoided that subject like it was a highly communicable contagious disease. And I've got goodnews too, guess?! I've been accepted into the female baseball team!! Bad news is, I've never been stressed out this much in my entire life.As I walk with foluke to her house, I managed to walk with bones which where all in wreck."It was pretty good. The team has started talking to me more." When I told the news to my mum she had screamed and given me a big hug, "got my uniforms too and I'm starting to learn names slowly but surely.""Honestly, I don't know a lot of girls on the team. They're kind of weird."My curiosity was aroused, "how do you mean?""They never mingle with the
Minutes after Ray dropped me off at home, I yawned and kicked off my shoes locking the door behind me.My dad walked into the room in his glasses and pyjamas, holding chinua Achebe's things fall apart in his hands and looking smug. "You're getting in late.""I'm sorry dad. Trigonometry took longer than I thought. I didn't do it on purpose.""What friend where you with again?" My dad asked and I cracked my head trying to figure out how he knew I'd been out with a friend."Foluke. Foluke olatunji Ibrahim.""Oh, right. Right."I gave him a look."What? You didn't think I keep tabs on the friends you make. The ones who walk right through this door?" He pointed at the front door."Well yeah, I'm a little surprised. Like you're barely home.""I know. I don't need to hear how estranged I am from my family. I'm still trying Emem.""I'm not complaining dad. I'm just surprised that you still have me in mind and that your job hasn't eaten that part up."
"you bloody bitch." Mitchel snarled cornering me the moment I stepped outside the schools gate, "what the hell is your fucking problem?"For a moment there, I was taken aback. "What have I done this time? Is this about your boyfriend again?""Oh please, shut up." A girl I hadn't seen before stepped around Mitchel.I quietly folded my arms under my chest and made to move when Mitchel pushed me with full force I tripped and fell making them burst into giggles.I got up and wiped the dirt off my clothes. "I'd just go now." I said quietly to them, "I do not want trouble.""Did you hear that?" The other girl mimicked, "I'd just go now. I do not want trouble.""Oh you don't want trouble?" Mitchel laughed, "let me guess. You didn't think about trouble, when you started flaunting yourself around my boyfriend?""Excuse you?" I said a bit shocked, "your boyfriend? That's like the most absurd thing I've ever heard.""You heard right. You think I don't see you? I
The first hint i got that wearing the number two jersey was a little startling was the look on Alain's face as I passed him by on my way to school. He looked suprised but didn't say anything. He just looked at me.The treatment continued as I arrived school. I waved at some few friends and familiar faces. Because it was Friday a brief end to school activities for a few days, I felt elated and comfortable walking alone to my locker. But then, a group of footballers gave me the once overs and smirked a little. I was oddly disturbed and thought about the look of interest on their faces. Twas one of utter surprise.Then there was Mitchel and some of her cheerleading friends who noticed me and poked their friends to garner their attention untill they where all looking at me. I endured the stares walking down the hallway. Foluke had a lot of explaination to do.But I didn't even make it far.None other than Raynard stormwind was walking towards me and wearing the number tw
"How have you been holding up, Raynard?" My mum asked, concern etched on her face."I've been good, mum. Better than I was in new york." I replied."I'm so sorry I had to leave that way. I got tired of everything, you're dad and his social status. I just didn't think I fit in. I wish I told you before I left.""I understand. I only wonder why it took you so long to realize you didn't fit in his world. How did you guys even get together in the first place?" I asked.I've been asking this same question for years and her answer everytime was very irrational. It didn't make sense."We where in love." She said, a tiny smile played at the corner of her lips, "Ray, he wasn't always like that. The man I married would never lay a finger on me. How that changed is what I'm trying to remember. Every night I lay in bed, my head gets filled up with those memories. And I hate that we had to bring you into this mess.""Please mum." I smirked, "I'm grown now. I'd be eig