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A quick look into a prissy pricey school (Theresa's words not mine).  Pay close attention to the settings and characters, it will be useful in my next project. 🌞🌞

"Come on... It will be funnn.... "  Theresa drawled out the last word expatiating what she meant by fun as she dragged my reluctant body along to the awaiting bus.

"I don't know Theresa, i am not up for any social exercise as at now..."

"Nonsense"

Well, at least i did my best.

We finished writing our exams two days ago which happens to be on a Wednesday, today is our friendly match with Ivy League Academy.

Theresa thought it would be cool if i join her to go watch the match in other to clear my head and change scene.

She had successfully dragged me out of the hostel and presently we stood beside the bus which will take the cheer team and other students to Ivy League where the match will be holding.

The bus taking the football team had left with them fifteen minutes earlier so we should join them soon.

"I actually prefer staying in bed rather than watching the match"

She shook her head sadly, looking at me as if i needed help. My arm was still in a tight grip as she basically had us tangled up.

"And make me go alone in facing those stuck up kids? You must be crazy"

I huff.

Pot calling kettle black...

Theresa was dressed in her nines. Her uniform which always looked good on her was so prim and regal on her gorgeous form. She was really going all out...

News that Ivy League kids were bunch of nasty, rich stuck up kids who believed are better than anyone got to us so it is really important for us to win this match or else...

SJC wants to rub it on their face that...  We no be your mate.

Left to me, i feel like they are just two group of entitled kids who wants to act more bigger than the other.

Pot calling kettle black....

I took off my blazer, placing it on my arm as i wait patiently besides Theresa.

"Hey girls"

I turn around sharply at his voice, i swooned when our eyes met.

"Hi" i squeaked. He smiled brightly at my reply and was about to say something when he got called. I watch him excuse himself for a minute before leaving our presence not before pulling at my cheek in a soft playfully manner.

I blushed, getting all giddy inside.

Did Korede just pulled my cheek?

"Earth to Omo-T"

I snapped out of it when Theresa called me to the present, a smug look on her face.

"What?" I asked, acting all casual.

"Nothing o. Ehehe.... Just make him work for that booty, hmm?"

I groaned at her choice of words, the bus was finally opened to convey us.

Unfortunately, Ejiro won't be joining us, he claimed he still had some projects he was working on and would like to complete. I think it has to do with the physical game.

He is not a big fan of the game.

We got in with Theresa strapped tightly beside me on the two seaters. She was acting as if i was going to run away. I look out through the window, thinking on everything that has happened to me for the past two to three weeks.

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