Marilyn: A decision between love and hate

Chapter 10

Bisola's pov

"My babyyyy"Joyce screamed excitedly as she rushed into the room to hug me.i wonder how long I had to pretend I liked her
"Where's Marilyn"
This was almost 3 and Marilyn had not come back to prepare for sport"I don't know oo"
"In the refectory, I heard her and Morgan had an argument because of ini"she said a bit Loud which made omoshola who was on her bed to look towards our direction.
"Joyce reduce ur voice "I whisper-shouted reminding Joyce that omoshola was in the room.
And she covered her mouth dramatically.
And I resisted the urge to sigh.joyce always tested my patience.after a while she went back to her bed to arrange her things.
I was certain the reason I and Joyce talked was because of Marilyn.
I,Joyce , Marilyn and omoshola has been roommates since ss1.in Charleston's high, being assigned to the same roommate is valid for 3 years,the only thing that changes is the room. when we all first met, I bonded with Marilyn first because we were bunkmates, I loved the kind of bond we shared , we shared literally everything, we acted like sisters,  till Joyce started talking to her.i noticed they started to bond and I got jealous...call me possessive but I couldn't stand them together ..
Well,I finally decided to start going along with the both of them , because it was better than being left out.

Few minutes before 3pm, Marilyn entered the room, looking really devastated
"Marilyn..."
I called out because I was so concerned ,but no answer
Marilyn was fond of doing this, whenever things went wrong in her life,she rather stays quiet than speak on what's wrong with her and the annoying part is that she'll just keep ignoring the question you ask till you give up
And I didn't like feeling like a bad friend

"Marilyn"

"What"she replied sounding a bit rude and that threw me off guard

"What's wrong with you, your face doesn't seem bright"

"Nothing"she replied as she pulled her uniform, I noticed omoshola staring at her in amusement. I couldn't stand omoshola too...it was like she always prayed for Marilyn's downfall.

"Marilyn what's wrong, is it Morgan?" Joyce said as she came closer to us

"No Joyce"

"Marilyn...how are we going about the chemistry presentation"omoshola asked from a distance

"Meet Pedro to tell you"

I kept looking at Marilyn expecting her to say a word ,but she didn't,she just took off her innerwear ,tied her towel and started heading towards the bathroom.

I had already had my bath,so I started preparing for sports, I did a side parted slick back on my long permed hair,then wore my sport uniform, I hated this kind of vibe and worst part was after I finished dressing...I still had to wait for Marilyn and Joyce because I didn't want it to seem like I wasn't patient with them.

Few minutes later,Marilyn had finished dressing up,she didn't style her hair as usual...she just tied it in a bun,I guess she wasn't in the mood.
We were about leaving and Marilyn asked"do I look bad"

"Ahh...no you don't"Joyce replied quickly "even if you don't bath for 6 days,you'd still look good"

Marilyn laughed at bit " alright girls...let's go to the sport field"

This was the best part about Fridays ,the "sports time" a chance to play with everyone and stare at my crush ,while she practices.
You might be wondering why my crush is a girl...I won't actually say I'm lesbian or bisexual ,but" Lucy adedeji" gave me a "bi-panic".for unknown reasons...I loved staring at her, the only female athlete who looked masculine but yet so feminine.I never really told anyone about it because i wasn't proud of the fact I had a crush on my fellow girl.
But the other part of me wants to walk up to her and tell her much I like her... before the session ends.

Entering the sports field...I noticed Morgan coming towards us , but surprisingly he walked past us to meet ayo and Marilyn didn't dart an eye towards his direction, she just kept walking with a straight face...I wonder what happened between them.

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Marilyn's pov

Most annoying day of my life, and I knew it was about to get more and more annoying.
As I , bisola and Joyce were walking into the sport field, Morgan was walking towards our direction and my heart began to pound ...but he walked past me,I expected him to talk at least,but he didn't...and since he didn't, I won't either...besides I can stay to myself.

"Marilyn ,go for your practice, ... we'll meet you later" Joyce said to me as she grabbed bisola's hands as they went to take a seat.

I went towards where Mr olawuyi and other athletes were,and they kept staring at me like they just saw a ghost.

"What is the time...princess Marilyn"Mr olawuyi said sarcastically and everyone in that circle laughed. Godddd... people are just so annoying

"3:29" I blurted out, I didn't even care if he was going to scold me ,I wasn't just in the mood for any bullshit

"29 minutes late and you're proudly saying the time"Mr olawuyi replied as he rolled his eyes " so today we are going to jog round the field 5 times...to see how much endurance you guys have"

Endurance???...are we going for a race or something,the worst part is after we are done jogging,he'd expect us to have energy to do the high jump.

"Sir isn't that unnecessary? " sunny who was in our midst asked

"One word from you, and I'll kick you out of this team " Mr olawuyi replied, I wondered why he was acting so strict today.

"We have to wait till Morgan arrives tho, he went to get the water pack" chioma said

"We don't have time for that"Pedro replied" well...we are going to start from that end to jog"he said as he pointed his fingers towards the edge of the sport field.
I was wondering how mr olawuyi expected us to jog round the sport field 5 times ...but I guess that was good for me,I needed to clear my head.

I mechanically put one foot in front of the other, my legs moving in a rhythmic jog. But my mind was a thousand miles away, stuck in the painful reality of my fight with Morgan. The first fight we'd ever had, and it hurt like a fresh wound. Tears streamed down my face as I relived the argument, my thoughts a jumbled mess of emotions. I didn't notice the cone barrier in front of me, didn't see it until it was too late. I collided with it, my body crashing to the ground, my face scraping against the rough surface. Everything went black.

Marilyn shouldn't have thought about Morgan right?😂😂😂...she's being pathetic
But like.....she's literally just a girl
What do you think would happen after she fell?