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DON'T FORGET TO VOTE PLEASE

Ihsan's POV
Grandeur Academy
8:27am

"Miss Ahmad always fashionably late" I heard Mr.auwal voice the moment I stepped my foot in the school premises

"Umm yeah, something came up" I chuckled nervously adjusting the bag on my shoulder

"Yeah, a live video chat with your dad came up" He mocked leaning on the wall

"Wow sir! So you follow me on Instagram, what's your handle so that I can follow you back" I grinned, you? Cast me? Impossible

I heard a few students snickering which made me laugh inwards

"Well yes- I mean no I don't follow you, it was aired on the news" He glared at me

"Oh really" I asked not surprised, he dismissed me and I started walking to my class

Okay let's get this straight, I'm kinda of a celebrity, I've been verified on Instagram reason? I don't know, anyways with all the attention I'm getting and followers I have, I have some stalkers obviously.It might look like I don't have any bodyguards but I do, dadaa even implanted a tracking device on my shoulder when I was 11

The pain was excruciating, we had to travel to Russia so that I can undergo that procedure, but even with the tracker he still makes guards follow me, but at a safe distance. I'm already used to it, sometimes I even use to forget that they are following me around like a tail.Even at school Dada has put up some security cameras and some of the guards at the school were actually hired by dadaa. And even if I was tried to be abducted I'd fight my way out of the situation

Yes big shocker I know! I can fight, I even have a black belt but only Jamal and Amal knows about it, because dadaa wants it to be a secret and that the people who try to abduct me will let their guards down thinking that I'm just a weak teenager. I liked the idea to be honest

But I haven't gone to training for four whole months, yes since when dadaa came back.I've been slacking off, I'm already an expert I don't see why I need to continue doing that shit. Believe it or not I once broke Jamal arm

Haha so funny

"Weirdo why are you laughing" Jamal said bringing me out of my reverie

"I just remembered when I broke your arm" I replied chuckling

"I let you" He rolled his eyes

"Yeah right" I said allowing him to hold my bag, he slung the bag on his shoulder and turned to me

"You look cute" He complimented

"Have I ever looked not cute?" I raised a brow and he shaked his head

"I'm the one who is supposed to be saying you look cute because of my bag, you look like a girlie" I teased entering the classroom with a small salam

"I'm a gentleman not a girlie and why does your bag feel empty" he asked keep the bag on my desk

"Because I only bought 3 books" I shrugged taking a seat

"You do know that Jamb is starting next week right?" He asked raising a brow

"Geez mom,yes I know. You sound just like maami" I rolled my eyes, he opened his mouth to say something but an annoying high pitched voice made him shut up, it was Ramla

Yes that Ramla.The girl that got a scholarship here.The girl that Amal was telling us about.The girl that Amal said she wore a tattered shoe.The girl that said she would make all the guys of this school fall in love with her.The girl that is trying to make Jamal fall for her.The girl that annoys Jamal to verge of tears

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