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TOKE'S POV
(Adetoke Karen McAnthony)
"Just go over the complex molecules like starch and all that, asides that I think we're through" Erling says over the group video call
"I heard something like there's going to be some computer questions, how true is that?" Aidan asks, yawning for the third time this evening
"Yeah there's gonna be a combination of science subjects so that's probably true" I reply, rubbing my eyes as well
"Are you sleepy?" Erling asks, directing the question at me
"Come on everyone is, this call has been on for almost three hours" Nancy groans tiredly
"You're complaining? Wasn't this your idea?" Noel says jokingly
"Oh shut up" she replies, they go on with their usual banter, Erling and Espn chipping in their own contributions while I observe, enjoying the racket just a little
"Aidan post the summary Mr Lawal sent to you on the group" I say, jotting down a little note at the edge of my exercise book
He doesn't reply, his mind seems not be at the call
"Aniye!" I call his name to alert him, causing the entire team to keep quiet waiting for his response
"I'm sorry what?" He replies as he jerks back to life
"Send Mr Lawal's summary to the group" I repeat
"General group or the one for six of us?" He asks
"The one for six of us" I reply in a 'duh' tone
"Yeah no problem" he yawns again "can we end the call now tho, I'm really tired"
The group agrees, each person chipping in their own 'Yeah me too' and 'goodnight'
Each person leaves the group but for some reason I wait for them, till its just Erling and I left on the call.
"You no wan sleep?" He chuckles tiredly
"I'm going now" I say with an eye roll
"Goodnight child, see you tomorrow" he says, a yawn making his statement not totally audible
"Goodnight" I reply, waving to the camera
My mouse hovers the red button before I finally click on it, ending the call with a deep sigh
This night brings so many memories
It's been three years
Erling and I used to be best friends, inseparable in fact. People used to say we were fraternal twins with the same brain. He was the more social and outgoing one, while I was more of the quiet and indoor one- the perfect combination. We met in nursery school actually, I resumed a week before him so I thought it was my duty to explain the dress code to him and how he was ruining it by flying his collars and leaving his shirt untucked. I remember his exact reaction when I tried to dress him right
"Hands off lady" he said in his then puny voice
What he did surprised me the most actually- he stretched his own hands, unfolded the collar of my shirt then pulled on my shirt so the hem was out. He had a satisfied smirk on his face when he told me I looked much better that way, I still can't believe how much I cried that day
I can remember running to the class teacher for her to save me from the crazy new kid who just completely damaged my style, making me look completely haggard. From that day on, we were joined at the hip, went everywhere together, introduced each other to our parents, even wanted to travel together at a point.
Then in third grade, we both transferred to Sheffield elementary, our parents took a joint decision
I was used to getting laughed at and getting called weird names because of the colour of my eyes but it became much worse in the new school, it was hell on earth. I wore sun shades to school on a particular day, hoping the teacher would buy my lie that the doctor said I had to wear it- I couldn't even make it past third period when Mrs Khadijah told me to take them off, only for her eyes to widen in shock and tell me to put them back on. I wanted to die that day
The class immediately erupted in roars of laughter at the teacher's reaction while I just wanted to bury myself deep in the ground- Erling's exact words were
"You guys should shut up, aren't you tired of laughing at a joke that's no longer funny?"
After that he pulled me down to sit- we shared a seat- as he wiped my tears off with the heels of his palms, almost blinding me in the process but still, what mattered was how he stood up for me completely shutting the entire class up
From that day nobody really dared say anything regarding that topic, at least not to my face. I wore my glasses recommended by the doctors everyday to school so it wasn't too noticeable except you looked closely, but even at that people could only notice and keep it to themselves.
I remember a time in 7th Grade when a senior in 9th Grade took my glasses off my face so he could see my eyes, I remember him calling me 'ghost eyes' before he and his friends burst out in laughter, passing my glasses amongst themselves. I kept trying to reach for them but the boys were much taller than me so making them laugh so hard as I fooled myself. I remember wishing Erling was around at that moment, like God heard my thoughts Erling casually strolled into the hallway that day
He accessed the scenario for a second then came charging with so much anger, straight at the senior that took my glasses. Lucky enough for us, Erling already had his first growth spurt so he was taller than the senior he was facing, probably stronger too. I couldn't believe how hard he pushed, causing the senior's back to hit the lockers noisily before punching him square in the face and leaving him gasping for air.
He didn't save my glasses that day- he actually caused it to break as he beat the senior- but what he did was something I'd never forget. How angry he was didn't only shock me, but also the other seniors who ran and left their friend to be mauled by a junior. I remember him grabbing my glasses of the floor then pulling me up by my hand, still fuming with anger- that day I couldn't even tell if he was more angry with the bullies or with me. I thanked him later that day and he simply said
"you don't look good when you cry, I don't like it"
I remember begging my parents for contact lenses next instead of glasses because apparently I'd 'fallen and broken them'
His cousin transferred to our school that same year- it took her only a few weeks before she became everyone's favourite. I loved her too- in fact I adored her- I don't think she'd say the same about me. She seemed to love everyone the way they loved her back but she just never really fancied me I guess. Although I felt how Erling spent more time with her and how they moved around together most of the time, I still felt we could be something like a friends group or something. You shouldn't feel that left out in a friends group though
It became worse when that stupid Aniye came in 8th grade- urghh that guy pissed the hell outta me- the three of them became like Pj masks, a particular teacher even nicknamed them 'the power rangers'. I couldn't believe how quick it was for everyone to forget that the magic duo used to be 'Toke and Erling', we were literally called twins!!
They pushed me to the curb, completely, they even left me out of their summer outing plans. I wasn't a third wheel, I wasn't a part of the vehicle anymore
I became so angry, I thought that if I become this 'cool, uncaring bitch' that they'd notice I didn't need them. I started to dress differently, walk differently with my head up high and look at people beneath my nose, completely locking everyone out, being a lone ranger. I slowly became that girl, no longer an act
A small sigh escapes my lips as I shut my macbook pro down, closing it gently then pushing it the the edge of the table against the wall.
I hold my eyelid open with my right hand and pinch my contact lens with my left- being my dominant hand- and carefully drag it, repeating the action on my other eye. I take a look at the reflection of my eyes in the mirror, I hardly make out any features asides my eye colour and my lip gloss shining- my eye sight is that bad- I don't see it well, but I feel the redness of my eyes as it begins to water. Pretty sure its going to start itching later
I drag open my drawer and use my hands to search for the two bottles of eyedrops I use, feeling the stinging sensation after the daily dosage of the liquid
"How do I taste it in my throat?" I say to myself, gagging at the taste of the liquid
I set my desk back in order before making for the bathroom, not in the mood for a full night routine
"Sister Toke" a voice breaks into my thoughts causing my eyes to spring open
"Sister Toke" she calls again, knocking louder
I roll my eyes hard at my sister's voice, she only adds the title when she needs something from me
"What is it?" I yell behind the close doors of the bathroom
"Can I come in?" She yells back
"I'm in the bathroom" I reply
"Okay"
I hear my room door click open seconds later- that pest let herself in- I finish washing off in the bath before getting out and wrapping myself with the white fluffy towel hanging by the door, peaking out to see my sister lying down on my bed
"Aunty what is it?" I ask as I walk in, my voice causes her to spring up like a robot
"I can't sleep in my room, I came to sleep here" she says then collapses back on the bed
"Nigba wo niyen bere? Go to your room jo" I say sternly while she completely ignores my command
("When did that one start? Go to your room please")
"Toun" I call but she pretends like she's asleep
"Let me just come out and meet you" I say angrily as I slam the door of my walk-in closet behind me
Ten minutes later I come out dressed in my PJ shirt and elastic shorts- this girl is still on my bed
She looks asleep until I take a closer look, getting under the duvet through the other side of the bed, she turns to the other side, facing the beside lamp. I sigh tiredly then tap her shoulder gently
"Is something wrong?" I ask
She shakes her head aggressively
"Did something happen in school?" I probe further
"Nope" she keeps the reply simple and short
"Then why can't you sleep in your room?" I ask, obviously irritated
She shrugs, not bothering to respond
"Khloe look at me" I say agitated
She turns around slowly, finally facing me
"Is it because I'm traveling tomorrow you'll miss me?" A large smile creeps up my face
She laughs like it's the most ridiculous thing to say
"You wish" she laughs more, snorting like the pig she is
I gasp, faking hurt by placing my hand on my chest like I've been stabbed
"I watched scream" she finally admits
I gasp even louder
"Jesus" I exclaim loudly "you watched that horror movie"
She slaps her palm over my mouth, shushing me, I take her hand off
"Didn't mummy say you shouldn't watch it?" I say, raising my voice
"Shhhhhh" she tries to seal my mouth again "do you want them to catch me?"
I look at her with my eyes wide in shock, my jaw literally dropping from how daring my sister can be
"So you watched something too mature for your age, against your parent's will, and now you've come to my room because you can't sleep" I laugh hysterically, clapping my hands to add extra effect
"The next time you try this nonsense, you'll sleep on the floor" I say with a hiss pulling the duvet over my shoulder "that's even if I allow you into my room in the first place" I add
I stretch forward to switch the bedside lamp on my side off, making the room completely dark asides the light reflection from the narrow slit of the bathroom door
"Sister Toke" Toun calls again, at the point where I feel myself finally getting to the dream island
"Hmm?" I reply
"I want to pee can you follow me to the toilet?" She asks
I hiss so loud my parents may have heard me from four rooms across- did I send her to watch something that is too wild for her age? Horror movie that even I can't watch she's watched it at twelve
"When you're ready ehn, you'll go" I adjust into a more comfortable position on my bed "don't do it on my bed sha cos I will beat you"
I say the last part with extra seriousness because I'd actually beat the living daylights out of her if by she decorates my bed with foreign substance. A minute or two later, the bed dips then springs up again as she jumps down from the bed, rushing over to the bathroom
"Better" that's the last word I say before drifting off to sleep
AMANDA'S POV
(Amanda Aderinsola Akinde)
Same evening, hours ago
Location: Amanda's bedroom
I pace around my room, watching for any stray piece of clothing or any speck of dust that hasn't been swept or mopped. I collapse on my bed with a sigh of nervousness as my mind drifts to last year
"That was great Trip, that girl only won with half a second" Kelly said, referring to Toke- whom I didn't know who she was at that time
"How the fuck did that guy beat me? I'm pretty sure my hand touched the end first. This umpire is biased" Chris had said in anger as soon as the score board for boys was put up
Different memories from the past, memories of the competition and other memories of when we were all just living our normal lives, come flooding in making my head hurt in the process. I hold the side of my head with my hands as I try to calm the raging fire inside of me
I'm not ready to meet them again
I wasn't particularly loved by everyone in that school- actually majority didn't like me, they treated me like shit- and those that liked me were majorly to be on the good books of Chris and Muna who were the 'Mr and Miss popular' then
Even those ones became ghosts months after I left
Chris was the first one among the group to send me the stupid and cringe "accept my condolences" without any further message
He didn't even ask if I was okay or why I didn't show up in school at all the next session
Muna and I used to be so cool, even though I wasn't close with her as I was with Kelly, I could tell she still cared about me more than the other two. Even though she also didn't reach out after the funeral
Kelly had sent "my deepest condolences baby sorry for your loss, regards from Moon and I"
My insides grow hot, so hot and uncomfortable from remembering. I've stopped bringing up anything of the past, it keeps reminding me of Ashley
I miss you Ashley
I twist and turn on my bed when my eyes land on the huge red box tucked beside my bed, Idara's present. I really surprised myself by actually keeping the present till the day before to open it, that was the rule Idara finally gave since we'd be traveling on valentines. Feeling pleased with myself, I drag the huge box out of the space beside my bed and lift it up- can't deny I'm really eager to know what's taking this much space
I tear off the thin layer of decoration and I can already guess what Nana got me from the outline of the shape of the box already showing. I chuckle dryly as I open the seal of the carton then bring the box out
It's a box from Tara store, containing every kind of makeup- the ones I need and the ones I'll probably never need- I stretch my hand further in the carton to touch a purple card, it's a handwritten letter from her. Deciding to read that last I place it on my bed and continue to rummage through my pack of Tara supplies
Lipsticks, a highlighter, a new foundation that's a shade darker than the last one I had- perfect- I stopped using that one cos it made my face look too contrasting from my neck. Mascara wands, powder and brushes, contour...
I don't even dare wonder the amount she bought them all- it's Tara!! I was expecting a box of chocolate and maybe some sweets I mentioned I liked, this girl didn't even calm down
Thank God I didn't get her just chocolate too
I'd have speed walked to her house to retrieve my embarrassing package. That's not really how it is with Nana though, I'm sure she'd love it even if I gave her one popsicle
I put the items back in the plastic bag that came as a souvenir from the company then lazily kick the carton and wrap to one side of the bed as I cross my legs and lean on the headboard to read the letter
Happy Valentines to the world's greatest swimmer aka mami water Amanda (you said they called you that in your former school right?)
Although it's sad that we are both single and low-key heartbroken I've never been more happy to be writing to a friend- my best friend
I've never said these words aloud but you're the best friend I've ever had, you have a way of not making me feel left out from the world's activities SALTS (smiles a little then stops)
What the?- I laugh out loud when I read the part on the bracket, tears gathering at the corners of my eyes, I continue reading
Valentine's is a special day to celebrate the one(s) you love, the ones I love are my family, you are a part of my family whether you like it or not, the sister I never had. We'll have many more valentines to celebrate together and even when we're all loved up separately you'd still be MY Valentine
Happy Valentine's to you my pumpkin, mama loves you
"Awwwwww" I say outloud, tears streaking down my cheeks
I can't count how many times I go over the letter, my heart melting each time. The handwritten letter touches me way more than the expensive makeup does, no one has ever written or even said words like these to me
I was sure before now that Nana was my favorite person in Sheffield, now I know she's my best friend in the world.
The first person I spoke to in this new school- she spoke to me first actually- the first person I tell my problems without feeling she'll judge me. One person I never doubt out friendship because she never makes me feel unwanted or out of place
The vibrating sound of my ringtone interrupts my emotions, I wipe my tears clumsily with the back of my palms as I retrieve my phone from the top of my reading desk
Bear Nanað»â¤ï¸
My eyes well up again with so many emotions as I tap the green receive icon
"Tripppppp I love the sneakers so muchhh" she yells in my ears
"You do?" I ask, my voice betraying my emotions
Joy engulfs my heart at her words, I got her a pair of Dior air since I noticed she mainly wore Jordans and probably had loads of them. I didn't think of writing her a little piece of something because I didn't even know she'd write me anything, she just HAD to make me feel bad
"Are you okay?" She asks, her voice laced with worry
"Yesssss" I say, laughing with my teary eyes "I love youuu" I scream into the speaker
"I love you toooo" she screams back, causing loud laughter to erupt from both ends of the call
"I'm s-sorry I didn't write you s-something" my words break as I speak
"Heyy it's okay" she coos then sighs
Both ends of the line are quiet for a brief moment of comfortable silence
"I can't believe we have to travel to Lagos tomorrow" Nancy groans in displeasure
"And last year they said Abuja would host this year oh" she hisses "all these Lagos people ehn" she mutters beneath her breath
"What about Lagos people? What did we do to you?" I ask in a challenging tone a trace of laughter in my voice
"Oh I forgot, you're part of them" she giggles "y'all are the same"
"Oh please Lagos IS Nigeria, if there's not Lagos I'm sorry my dear but there's no Nigeria" I say with an air of pride, flicking my braids over my shoulder as if she sees me
"Lagos is just the centre for disorderliness and madness, that's all I can say" she clicks her tongue
"And Abuja is the centre of boredom and dryness"
"You call peace and tranquility boredom? Please let it be so" she scoffs mockingly
We continue our back and forth banter on which city is better, moving on to who makes better suya and shawarma until another call interrupts us from her end
"I have to take this, it's my uncle, bye babyyy" she yells quickly as she hangs up to pick the other phone call
Oh gosh it's in a few hours
My eyes expand at how much time has passed, we talked for two hours??
I connect my phone to it's charger by the wall as we can't trust what NEPA can do
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"Aderin!" My mum yells as she barges into my room unannounced
I sit up from my bed in alert, still rubbing my eyes while yawning
"Good morning mum" I say groggily
"Your flight is by 9" she yells hysterically
My eyes dart over to the alarm clock on my bedside desk
"It's 5:50am mum, I still have hours left" I say with a tired groan, collapsing on my bed and pulling the covers over my head
She yanks it off forcefully
"Ohhh what is it now?" I complain bitterly at her assault
"Stand up and start getting ready joo, you need to get there before 8" she pulls the entire duvet off me and dumps it on one side making my toes curl up and goose bumps erupt on my thighs and arms
"Ohhhhh" I groan angrily, grumbling in annoyance "I'll be up in 30 minutes abeg" I attempt to pull the covers over my body again
"It's me that is abeg?" She says, slapping my exposed thigh harshly
"Shi- mummy now" I catch myself from swearing as my thigh stings in pain
"I'll be back in 30 minutes, by then you should be bathed and dressed" she says with a hiss and walks out of the room
I think of adding a few more minutes to my nap but my eyes are already bright and clear of any sleep as I stare up at the white ceilings of my room. I roll over to the edge of my bed and get down, feet first before heading to the bathroom
"You're finally done" my mum says as I walk down the stairs, a scowl visible on my features
She didn't come back to my room after 30 minutes, guess it was just a warning that was scary enough for me to obey. I had a quick shower, brushed my teeth and picked the most comfortable outfit I could find, a big white tee and a pair of blue joggers with palm slippers and white socks. Then it occurred to me that I'd probably be meeting people today so I decided to change into a pair of dark blue baggy jeans and Jordans. I packed my newly done braids into a French bun so they could stay out of my eyes, neatly laying the edges and applying lipgloss and a little powder to brighten up my face
"Ouuu pancakes" I say as I perceive the goodness coming from the kitchen
I hurry into the kitchen, my mum hot on my tails from the living room
"Wait that one's hot-
I had already grabbed the top piece, throwing it between my hands because of how hot it is. I bite on it anyway, blowing air through my mouth to calm the raging fire in my mouth
"You could have just waited for it to cool down" my mum says, handing me a plate
"It's sweeter this way" I say, adding a few more cakes to my plate, splattering excess chocolate pudding over it
My brother comes into the kitchen minutes later, his eyes still tired from sleep
"Good morning mum" he says hoarsely then digs his hand into my hair to roughen it
"Jesus" I say as I duck "guy I just made it nau, you want to make it rough so fast" I hiss
"Good morning to you too" he walks over to get some water from the fridge
"Good morning bro" a memory from yesternight pops into my head "ehen, you came home past 1am last night, where were you"
His eyes bulge instantly, sending me a look that should shut me up
"I was awake, I heard when you opened your room door" I continue intentionally, biting on my pancake and staring at him with fake innocent eyes
He face palms with a sigh
"I went out with my friends" he rolls his eyes
"Which friends kept you outside till one?" My mum asks, continuing the interrogation, a satisfied smirk appears on my face
"Friends from Bolton" he replies
"In Abuja here?" She prodes
"Yes, Khalil and Wizzie" he starts to head out of the kitchen to avoid further questions
"Wait" my mum calls
He takes in a deep breath before turning to face her
"Yes?"
"Your sister is travelling with her school today, can you help me drop her at the airport?" My mum asks
"I don't know if-
"It's okay tho, if you have more important things to do I'll just go through the stress all on my own and still go to work which is an hour drive from the airport" she says with a sigh
Gaslighting at its finest
He sighs again, obviously used to my mum's antiques
"Okay I will, but I don't know the way around anywhere"
My mum's face lights up immediately
"Don't worry, I'll be in the car with you all you need to do is drive" she says excitedly as she pours the last mix into the pan
"It's still like the same thing, you'll still go through the same journey so what's the use of me driving" he asks with an incredulous expression on his face
"I'll be relaxing while you drive with Google maps, it's a win for me" she holds his chin in her palm and squeezes, placing a kiss on his cheek as a bribe
I wiggle my eyebrows at him as he looks anything but pleased, he eyes me harshly as my mum lets his face go
"We'll be expecting you down in twenty minutes" she taps his cheek and pushes his out of the kitchen for him to get prepared
"Premium gaslighting mum" I say with laughter in my voice
"What can I say? I'm a pro at what I do" she giggles like a child as she attends to the pancake
"Gosh I'm late oh, everyone is already at the airport" my phone keeps buzzing from the number of messages from the class group chat
"We're there already, tell them we're getting to the entrance" my mum says as she instructs my brother on where to turn into the airport
I text Idara the exact message my mum instructs and she texts back a minute later that our class teacher will be coming to get me
"Be good, call me when you get to Lagos" my mum says as she pulls me in for a hug "your dad will be coming home on Saturday" she whispers into my ears
My face lights up in excitement at the news as I turn to hug my brother
"Kick their butts, show them all the skills I've taught you" he says, referring to when he used to teach me how to swim
I hug him extra tightly, enjoying his body warmth as it cocoons me
He dips his hands into the pocket of his shorts and hands me some new notes. I grin like the money loving demon that I am
"Thank youuuu" I hug him again, this time I make it very brief as I count the money
10k in the bag
I spot Miss Ummy walking out of the glass doors of the 'domestic flights' building then say my final goodbyes to Aaron and my mum before joining her with my suitcase and hand luggage
"Good morning ma'am" I say to her as I walk closer
She finally notices then leans forward to hug me
"Good morning dear, how are you?" She says with a beaming smile as she rubs my arms gently
"I'm good ma, thanks for asking"
She takes my smaller bag from me while I wheel the larger one into the large building, I turn around to throw a final wave at the two still staring at me from behind, waiting for me to disappear totally, they wave back then start to retreat
"Where's your jacket?" Her voice halts my steps for a second
"I think its in my bag" I say unsurely
"Put it on, that's the dress code for today"
I grab my backpack from her then gently unfold my green varsity jacket, wearing it over my white tee
I turn to a mirror on our way to put my outfit in order and to make sure I look good and boy do I look good
The varsity jacket totally complements my outfit, earning me some stares and actual compliments as we make our way over to the private hangar to board our flight
I hand my suitcase over to the East African man who offers to take them while I take my back pack from Miss Ummy. She directs me to go up the stairs into the medium sized plane.
My eyes widen in amazement as I regard the private plane in front of me. It has the name of the charter company inscribed at the bottom left- which I don't pay any attention to by the way- and I literally hear my classmates voices and shrieks of laughter as I go up the stairs
These ones can't be quiet even early in the morning
I've never been on a chartered airplane, I've never even flown anything higher than a business class so this is a huge upgrade for me. A pair of feet in blue and white tennis shoes stop on front of me. I don't need to look up to know it's Eddy, his expensive smelling cologne gives him away all the time.
"Hey" he says with a smile as our eyes meet, he steps away from the door for me to come in
"Hey" I can't but reward him with a genuine smile, not remembering when last we spoke
I must say he looks really really good in his outfit
He has his green varsity jacket on same as mine- we are both in the same sport house- cyan button down shirt, a pair of black ripped jeans plus his tennis shoes. He appears to have a fresh haircut, the little brown tint now fully gone and the hair on the sides looking very trimmed and kept.
He pulls me into a sudden hug causing me to stiffen, his breathing relaxes as he cocoons me further in his large body like he's been waiting to do that
Confused, I awkwardly hug him back a little, patting his back gently as my mind is blank of what to do
He finally lets me go
"It's good to see you" he offers a close mouthed smile which I return then proceeds to go out the door
My mind still racing on what the hell that was, my eyes land on the very familiar blue eyes I plan to ignore throughout this week and I immediately take my eyes off and they land on the pretty girl seated beside him, the scowl on my face immediately dissolves into a smile as we greet each other animatedly and blow kisses
I had planned to sit beside Idara but it appears she decided to sit with her fraternal twin instead so I scan for a free seat behind. My eyes land on Aidan sitting on his own on the last row behind, seats behind Erling and Idara. I scan for other options and decide to pick sitting with him over sitting beside Amaka, Kylian, Amir or any of the Muslim twins
"Good morning" I say as I slide in beside him
He looks up from his phone then awards me with a tired smile
"Hey baby girl what's good" he stretches his hand out for a shake, I take it
An hour later and the plane still hasn't taken off- see people that were shouting 'No African time'- I keep my eyes busy by observing everything and everyone on board
Aidan isn't sitting with Erling so yes, something is definitely not cool with both of them
"Did you and Erling quarrel or something?" I ask him
"I don't even understand that guy anymore" he says with a hmph, not taking his eyes off his macbook
"Was it about him not swimming anymore?" I ask, guessing it's the same reason
He looks at me with an amused expression, stroking his chin and smirking
"Is that what caused the fight between you both?"
"Did he say we were fighting?" I ask, actually wanting to know the answer
"Nope" he shrugs nonchalantly and goes back to what he was doing
"Oh" I say, disappointment oozing through my voice
I crane my head around, my eyes can't help but wander to where a certain blue eyed light skinned boy is seated. He has his airpods plugged in and and his attention on the textbook in front of him as I stare
He had the afro part of his hair braided in two stranded twists and the ends packed into a little pony tail with two strands falling to his face. The edges around the hair are neatly faded, obvious he just had his hair cut
Unlike Eddy, Espn, Aidan and I, his varsity jacket is a red one with a captain badge at the left side- I can't currently see it from where I'm seated but I guess I still remember how it looks
My mind traces back to our last encounter and all the bitterness I felt that day comes to the surface again, not only because of how easily he threw his passion away because of a minor setback, but how he told me squarely to my face to mind my own darn business
I slouch down my seat and plug in my own airpods to block out the world
I don't care what he does, it's his life
*****
Osanobua 6048 words ðð
Okay lemme rant small
First this chapter came very late, I have one simple explanation- I'm in school
Thennnn moving on to our babies
We now know the long awaited background story of Erling and Toke, you'll still hear Erling's side of the story ð I'm sure there's some misunderstanding somewhere
First thing first ðhow many of you have they chartered flight for before? Don't blame Trip that she's looking around, her people are ballers
Who was expecting that hug from Eddy? 𤨠like what is he trying to do? He has a girlfriend oh ð or maybe it's completely innocent sha
Amanda wants to ignore Erling throughout the whole week of the decathlon, somebody say 'dey play' someone she was already eyeing from the back ð don't blame her sha, he's a hottie
There's gonna be more drama ðð, prepare to welcome Bolton students from the next episode, I can promise you one thing tho, they are mad people ðð
I dunno when the next episode is going to come, but it won't be like last semester when I didn't update till after exams ðð
See y'all soon, now vote abeg