Bint's
The cool weather was kinda cool today as students of Bint's were spot wearing the school cardigan all over while observing their labor because it's Friday and it's a duty of every student of Bint's to participate in making the school clean and tidy exception of asthmatic students and Salma was one of them so she was free from any sort of job but stubborn Salma still sneaked to the school main compound as she joined her classmate in there class like the likes of Tiwa Tope, Nusaiba and firdausi
"Salma you're very stubborn, why didn't you just stayed back in the hostel?" Nusee hit her arms playfully
"Ouch Nusaiba am bored" Salma pouted
"I thought you were reading that book what is it called again? Americana by chimamanda" Nusee glared daggers at her
"I have it read it once, I was reading it for the second time" salma rolled her eyes
"You're stubborn" Nusee eyed Salma whom approached Tiwa reaching for the mop from her
"If i were you i will never show up" Tiwa muttered
"As in ehn!!" Firdausi muttered removing the cobwebs
"Omar!" Tiwa cheered as seeing Umar passed through the window as he entered their class with Bashir behind him
"Tiwa Savage" he teased
"Tiwa Tope" she corrected him and he laughed, there was no way one could argue about the two closeness, the likeness was mutual and genuine but was so uncomfortable for Nusaiba she thinks Umar closeness with Tiwa was not worth it at all as her frown deepened and she continued what she was doing totally ignoring the both of them while Mr lover boy AKA Bashir Walked calmly to his princess that was pretending to mop the floor as her long braids jiggle front and back adding up to her cuteness, she was glad he came but she frowned anyway reminding him of how annoying he turned how to be for the past few days
"Hi" he cleared his throat admiring her braids continually it was already end of the week but her braids still looks new
"I know i have screwed up babe, I know i was posses with the jamb thing so I wasn't having much time to check up on you I'm sorry" he apologized hoping and praying she would understand
"I know writing letters to you won't be enough to make up for the whole time we could get to talk to each other physically" he said emotionally
"When did you send me letters?" She glared daggers at him
"You mean Saratu hasn't been giving you my letters? Oh no salma i wrote letters to you every single day and come to think of it i was even feeling sad about the whole thing when i didn't receive a reply from you" he said rubbing his hand on his head defeatedly
"So young man you can use laters as your strategy to win next over" she eyed him up and down
"I know am very sorry" Bashir went down on his knees and the girls in class awwned
"Someone should please give me a camera let me capture this moment" said firdausi and Umar hissed, the way Bashir showers love And attention to Salma annoys his friends, to them that would make her more hard headed and will always like to seek for attention. Also aside from being her boyfriend Bashir is also her senior but worships and loves her like crazy so it was no longer funny to his friends.
"I feel like breaking this mop on your head now, will you Stand up?" She pouted pointing the mop at his face
"Am I forgiven?" He asked sexily with those beautiful eyes tickling Salma's hormones senselessly
"Bashir c'mon you're embarrassing me" she gritted pulling him up
"She had forgiven me" he grinned as they sat together
