Naya and Vince

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I knew boys could be wicked but I never expected Israel's level of wickedness. He cheated on her and she found out in the worst possible way yet he didn't even let her have the pride of being the one who break off the thing going on between them.

"What?!" Jessica asked. From her tone you could tell she was flabbergasted and absolutely pissed

Nmesoma was blinking so hard, trying to prevent the tears that filled her eyes from spilling as she spoke. "He said he's sorry I had to find out  about he and Olamide like this and that he was going to tell me someday but he didn't have the guts to break my heart like that. . ."

"Oh wow!" Jessica said, her tone dripping sarcasm.

"He said a break was the best thing for us right now. Like I don't get it!" Nmesoma burst into tears.  "I did my best with Israel. I literally worshipped him and. . ."

You did what?  I wanted to ask but decided not to. This was not the time for my infamous pep talks.

". . . He made a fool out of me."

Nmesoma bit down on her trembling lips. From the corner of my eye I saw Israel approach Olamide's table. I think Nmesoma saw them too.

"I need to get out of here." She said before dashing out of the cafeteria.

I looked at Jessica who in turn was looking at the two as they left the cafeteria together. When she turned back to me there was rage and silent murder in her eyes.

"Boys. . ." She grated out before shaking her head. "Israel Agbe is officially in my bad book."

*

Seeing Vincent and Olamide argue in the empty classroom after school was another thing I didn't expect today. I had been waiting for him in the library and when I didn't see him I decided to check for him in the class. Lo and behold there he was arguing with Olamide.

"I like him!" Olamide was saying when I saw them. I stood by one of the windows eavesdropping on their conversation.

"You liked him doesn't justifying you messing around with him. He is someone's boyfriend." Vincent sounded calm, too calm for someone who was restraining himself from lashing out. It was obvious he wanted to yell sense into Olamide with the way his voice sounded strained.

"Was. They broke up," Olamide said nonchalantly. It annoyed me so much that this girl could still push my buttons without actually talking to me.

"What?"

"Israel broke up with her. I told you he had just been stringing her along all these while."

"Nmesoma is your friend for God sake," Vincent sounded exasperated now. His tone had risen by some decibels.

"And I'll say it again, the fact that we play basketball together doesn't make us friends."

I imagined Vincent staring at his friend in utter disbelief and disappointment. The things girls do to their friends because of a boy was unbelievable. I wanted to walk into the class and bash her head into something. I didn't fight often but I knew could manage against Olamide. She didn't look like a fighter either.

"I know you are mean and all but this. . ." He paused a bit. "This is not the Olamide I know."

I peeped into the class just in time to see Olamide roll her eyes. She was standing close to Vincent who was seated on his desk.

"You know it has been me and Israel form the beginning before Nmesoma brought her busy body self into the story. How do you think I felt when I resumed school SS1 first term to hear that they were a couple?" She said 'couple' like it was some nasty word that was so hard to utter.