I love my country Cameroon

2- Wetin be Fouda ?

I have been raised to believe that academic success was the only way to get acknowledged.

I used to believe that once you don't get good grades, you will end up poor. As simple as that.

Now you will understand that poverty has never been amongst my goals so I worked hard as early as I can remember in order to not end up poor.

Growing up I eventually understood that it's not that simple but it's still in me that I have to work hard. Especially when it is the only way to get my parents appreciation.

Now if I just delete this message it won't be that bad right. If it is for the sake of my future it's just a little sacrifice. Right ?

Let me explain. I had a little insomnia so I went on to mindlessly scroll on social media until I saw this message pop up

"Hey sweetie, I'm Fouda. Can we become friends 🤗 ?"

I'm not one to hate emogis but seriously?
This is so wrong on many levels.

It's 1am, I am supposed to be sleeping, and this guy sure has guts to just come up and be like hey sweetie.

It's super gross.

And I h a t e this kind of stuff.

So as the responsible person that I am, I just have to ignore it right? Yeah it's just easy, I will ignore it.

Unfortunately, my phone has this thing it does where it just has a mind of its own. It opens apps, calls people, sends texts, you know the usual.

So my phone decided to answer to this guy, independent of my will

"Hsdo"

I rapidly tried to delete it but my phone didn't cooperate. I ended up rebooting my phone before it could work.

Guess, what he answered
"You are funny 😂

And now he will think I want to talk to him. This is bad, this is very much bad.
So much for ignoring him huh.

Anyways it's not like we are in the same class so I can just block him and that is the end. Yes that is the end.

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After a few little hours, my alarm went off. 2 hours later after the of looking for my uniform, books and my bag, here I am ready to go to school.

Don't ask me why I didn't take breakfast, I just don't.

When l get to school all these people who barely talk to me come to ask for my assignments and as usual I let them be.

I am not a weak person, but when they all come to me how am I supposed to say no. Whatever I do they'll talk shit about me so it's better I don't actually give them a reason right ?

Anyways after the attack, I go to see my only one friend in school at this time, Dongmo. As I walk in her class, I see her casually smoking on a pencil. Which kind of homo sapiens is this ?

" Dongmo are you seriously smoking on a pencil ?" I ask as she fakes a puff of smoke

" Good morning Belomo, nice to see you too, I am good and you" she answers with an eye roll.

"Yeah yeah whatever " I say doing the eye roll too

"Guess what ?" I say dropping my gaze

"What"

"You remember this guy Bouba was disturbing you about "

"Yeah" she says distractedly. Just like she knows already where this is going.

"Well he wrote to me on Instagram and I involuntary answered to his message by an incomprehensible message and now it's awkward because he will think I want to socialise with him." I say in one breath

"Okay" she says slowly then she quickly lowers her gaze too

"Looks like it's gonna be more awkward because the said person has just come and he is coming towards us"

Okay what do I do now. If I stay he is going to think I want to be friends with him. And I can't just runaway like that.

As unexpectedly as it seems, this jerk which I wished I had never met came and saved me. Awa you remember, he was one of Bouba's trials.

Well he came, met this Fouda guy and they did their bro thing and went away.

Note to myself : never come go to Dongmo's class. N E V E R

After that I decided to go back to my class as it was almost time for classes to begin.

If I by any chance I come late to a class, I shall receive all so much attention so better I don't attract it.

As usual Bouba is late. It is quite an understatement to say this girl is usually late. She is always late. But I guess it's understandable when you see where she comes from.

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It's finally lunch, so I can now go and tell Bouba about the recent events. Yay

"Boubs how far" I greet her while nudging her in the side

"Belomo is touchy. This means no good. Spill the tea" she answers

"Remember that your arts guy " I say

"Yeah,  and I am still very sure you will match" she says

"Well yesterday I was scrolling on social media and I just saw this your guy popping up with a hey sweetie. Like who the hell says that to strangers" I say feeling the annoyance rising

"Look, everyone has rough beginnings, just give him the benefit of doubt. Please just this one time" she says distractedly

"Bouba, he said sweetie and you how much I hate these things. Please just stop with all these hooking up stuffs. I have to get straight A's. You know how much it is important for me." I say the tone of my voice increasing

"You always bragging about your straight A's and stuff as if the rest of us are just shit. All I want is the best for you and you are always trying to shut me down. Belomo I am just tired of trying to help you. Why did you even tell me about this. Just leave me out. Infact just leave me. Please."

And with that she just stood up and left.

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