ERDOO

CHAPTER THREE : my Erdoo

Just so you know, the characters are fictional and the places here are based on my imagination except from the states so save yourself the stress and don't look up the schools and other places 😁😁😁😁😁
This chapter is dedicated to all my lovely readers enjoy!
Sorry for the late update, I have had problems connecting to the internet for almost two weeks. It's been torture. Please forgive me 🥺🥺🥺

Samir's POV

I could tell I was grinning from ear to ear as I stared at the huge school building in front of me....but who wouldn't??

Not only am i going to one of the most prestigious schools in Ondo but because I was going to see my best friend, my Erdoo. after ten fucking years apart.

I wouldn't say I haven't been stalking Erdoo after I came across her on IG for the past seven years now. I even followed her on TikTok, Pinterest and sent her a friend request on Facebook but sadly, she didn't accept.

It left me wondering if I was ever going to see my Erdoo again but I guess we were meant to be. I walked into the massive schools gate grinning and knowing full well that I was late already which is not my fault. The traffic here in Ondo State is still the same even after ten years.

" Hey " I approached a tall fair guy leaning on his locker with his head bent and eyes closed. He was the only one in the hall when I walked in which was strange considering that the first class starts by 8 : 30 and I got here by 9 : 00

The fair guy didn't move or say  anything or even glance my way... Rude
" Hey man " I said again " I am new here and..... "
" Shut the fuck up ! " he said pulling away from the locker glaring at me .
"I just need directions to the principal's office "
"Do I look like I give a damn ?  " he growled.
I was so happy about seeing Erdoo and in my excitement I totally forgot that this school was full of alot of aggressive, spoilt ,rich kids.
" Rude " I muttered and turned to leave
" Fucking asshole "
I stopped on my track and turned to him
" O ni were elewe kekere bi olori "
I spat out before I can stop myself. It might be a childish insult but it was the best I could come up with.
His eyes flipped open again and he glared at me furiously

Oh boy!

" Fuck off before I blow your fucking head "
" Seriously man..." I knew I should stop but my fucking mouth just wouldn't listen to my brain and continued rambling or maybe, Just maybe I was enjoying this. More than I should
" An empty threat ?? That's what we're going with ?? " I sneered taking a step closer
" just cause you're rich doesn't mean you have to be a dick "

He stared at me for a while then burst into laughter. I squeezed my face in confusion
" you are poor aren't you " he grinned
" what ?? "
" cut the fucking act , only poor people make that statement " he sneered
Well I'd be damned. It's my first day and I already gave out the poor guy impression
I rolled my eyes and made to walk out but he grabbed me by my collar and pulled me back roughly
"I am not done talking to you peasant " he scowled
" Too bad, I am done with you " I grinned and slipped out of his grip
" You fucking...... " He bowled his fist in anger ready to throw a punch on my face. just when I thought he was going to send me to my maker, a deep and masculine voice shook the room

"DEMILARE! "

The boy stopped abruptly groaning in frustration. He dropped his fist, tucking his hands in his pocket and facing the direction the voice came from
"What did I tell you about fighting? This is the third time this week"
Ohhhhhh
He was a frequent fighter .... Shocking . I rolled my eyes internally turning to the man who was talking. He was a middle aged man in his early thirties... I suppose. He turned to me with a questioning look
" Who are you? "
"My name is Samir sir. I am new" I introduced myself
" I don't just understand this new generation. You're already fighting on your first day in school. During my days I......"
" Noone wants to hear your flipping story old man "
I raised a brow at demilare who had a bored expression on. I have to admit, I had no intention of listening to tales from the old generation but I didn't expect that outburst from demilare
I should thank him later
"That's it you have detention after school and you " I flinched when his cold gaze fell on me. Oh boy
" I'll let you go because you're new but they will be no next time"
" Yes sir "
I turned to notice demilare roll his eyes. He didn't seem bothered by the punishment. After that whole commotion, the man, I now know as Mr Wright,offered to show me to my class and not cause he wanted to but because he had SS3 first period and English.
"Mr Wright"
"Tayo" the teachers eyes lit on seeing the boy. Well that was weird
Ndi Oji
I almost said aloud
"Why aren't you in class?"
"I am on my way sir. I went to see the principal"
Mr Wright let out a low hmm and began heading back to the class
" Hey Man "
" Yo " I nodded at Tayo
" You must be new "
" Yeah "
" I am Tayo. Nice to meet you" he stretched his hand and I took it
"Samir " I answered simply

"Nice to meet you man. What class? SS 2 ? Well bruh I must warn you that the girls in that class are witches, will you believe that.... "
" No actually I am transferring to SS3 " I cut him off
he stopped walking and stared gawking at me like I said I was pregnant with two Carmels.
" Dude did you get expelled from your old school.... "
"What no , my dad's company moved their headquarters from Lagos to Ondo so I had to transfer"
"Ohhhh that makes sense "
You think ? " He whispered " well welcome to the class bruh " he patted my back gently " I should warn you. You need to stay away from alot of people in that class especially the art babes. People like Erdoo. She might be so pretty but her mouth is as sharp as ......"

Erdoo...

My heart skipped at the mention of her name. My Erdoo.....

Oh my gosh guys I finally wrote a thousand and five chapters and that is a very big achievement for someone like me that hates typing. I hope you enjoyed this chapter cause I did 🌚🌚🌚🌚 was very hard coming up with scenarios but I survived didn't I ?