Addie Kamara is a seventeen year old Christian girl attending a rich school in London. This story follows her life in 2023 in the months leading to her finals in July. In this time, friendships will be tested, new friends will be made, two amazing...
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Regererai Moyo Dube
"What happened? Were you two fighting?" Agnetha asked once we got inside, her gaze shifting between them.
Neither Tendai nor Grayson responded. Mae stepped in to answer.
"Yes, they were," Mae said firmly.
Agnetha pressed on. "Why were you fighting?"
"Nurse, my boyfriend is bleeding," Mae snapped. "Act now, questions later."
Agnetha proceeded to tend to their injuries with a calm efficiency. Tendai had a swelling on his head and a nosebleed, while Grayson bore a deep cut near his eye, along with several bruises likely from being slammed into the classroom furniture.
"Lie down, Tendai," Agnetha instructed, pressing a cloth gently against his nose to stop the bleeding.
She turned to me and said, "Adessa, apply pressure like this." Her voice was steady.
I hesitated for a second before walking over. She placed my hands where they needed to be and showed me the right pressure to apply.
As I pressed gently against Tendai's skin, my fingers trembling slightly, a surge of emotions overwhelmed me.
Agnetha quickly turned her attention to Grayson, stitching his wound with careful precision. The tension in the air was palpable as she worked, her hands moving swiftly but with purpose.
"Mae, let's go," Grayson said abruptly once Agnetha finished stitching him up.
"No, I'm not done yet," Agnetha said, a bit stern.
"Well, I am," Grayson retorted, standing up without hesitation. He walked out of the dispensary with Mae following closely behind, completely disregarding Agnetha's instructions.
Agnetha let out a quiet sigh and turned back to Tendai. "You can stop now," she said to me gently, "the bleeding's stopped."
I released the pressure slowly, watching as she examined the swelling on Tendai's head. She carefully applied an ice pack to the area, wrapping it securely with a bandage to reduce the swelling.
"Tell me what happened," Agnetha asked, her tone calm yet expectant.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself before explaining everything. "It started in class. Grayson poked me with something sharp. When I told Ms. Gopal, he got angry and claimed that he hadn't done anything to me. Ms. Gopal told him to follow her out, but he didn't. Instead, he called me a derogatory term, and Tendai heard... he just snapped. They ended up fighting."
Tendai listened silently as I filled Agnetha in on what had happened. He didn't interrupt, letting me recount everything. When I finished, he simply looked at me, his face filled with a mixture of pity and frustration.
"I'm sorry, Addie," Agnetha said sympathetically, "that this school hasn't protected you better."
"He deserved the beating," Tendai said, holding my hand. "Grayson's a dick."
