Our Insecurities

Chapter Eight

The birth of Monday morning still had students and staff of Primestone Academy talking about what went down on Friday night. The principal hadn’t failed to voice her disapproval of the happenings during the morning assembly. Once again, she had appealed to the culprit(s), whoever they were, to turn themselves in and promised to tamper justice with mercy. She had known her plea would fall on deaf ears even before she was done with her speech. If the culprit wanted to be found out so early, they wouldn’t have started in the first place.

The students used the time between the end of assembly and the first lecture to fill their fellow day students in about the Friday night event. Since the assembly ended early, it gave them that advantage. Ss3A wasn’t left out in the gossip. The fact that Harmony was nowhere to be found was an added advantage, not that her presence would have stopped Abigail.

“Harmony is shagging the literature teacher!” Abigail just had to be the one to bring it up. The fact that the girl always found a way to tie everything to religion has been a pain in her arse.

“Like. Harmony Williams having sex at all is a surprise on its own. But sleeping with a teacher? Nah I can’t deal,” Daberechi said and allowed herself shudder a little. “I would have never seen that coming.”

“Oh please. You guys should just quit the charade. Mr. Sarkodie is just twenty-four and Harmony isn’t a minor anymore. So I don’t see what the problem is here."  Jessica came to the rescue of her friend. She wasn’t going to sit quietly and allow them drag Harmony’s name through the mud. 

“There wouldn’t have been any problem if your friend had just kept to herself and not get nosy. After all the holiness, bible quoting and the rest, your Harmony is as much a sinner as we are,” Abigail piped. “The girl will just be going around singing, dancing and preaching yet she is a hypocrite. Abi premarital sex is no more a sin? Or did she remove it from her list of sins when he found the guy that fucks her good,” Abigail went on completely ignoring Chisimdi who was signaling for her to just shut up. Chisimdi grimaced at her last statement while wondering how her classmates thought it was funny.

“Who knows how good Mr. Sarkodie is sha. Maybe na why true true,” Faye concurred with a mischievous smile. His friends wore the same smile as they nodded vigorously. 

“Can you people stop. You’re just supporting whoever thinks it’s a good thing to wash people’s dirty linen in public.” Meredith’s voice was laced with irritation when she spoke. The whole situation wasn’t funny to her anymore. In fact, it wasn’t supposed to be funny to anyone.

“Well, whoever is doing this is obviously wrong, but I don’t feel bad for Harmony at this moment. The girl almost made me feel like I was beyond redemption. To think that we all thought she deserved the chapel prefect position more than Favour. I always knew the girl had something else up her sleeves. But of course whenever I voice it out, everyone dismissed it with ‘you are just jealous'. I’m Abigail motherfuckers, I ain’t jealous of nobody.”

“So you’re saying it’s not a bad thing having your secret up on that board?” Meredith challenged.

“Didn’t you hear me at first. I said what the culprit is doing is totally wrong.”

“And I recall you adding that you don’t feel bad for Harmony because of how she made you feel?”

“What are you getting at?” 

“You do realize you make some students feel the same way Harmony made you feel, don’t you? And those students don’t mind seeing your secret on that board too.” Meredith stood in front of her now, tilting her head a little to look at her face. “I wonder what your own secret is Abigail Kumuyi. I would like to see it up there one of these days. I would like to see you crumble under the gaze of all the students of Primestone that day. Oh how good that will make me feel.” Meredith didn’t hang around to see the reaction her words would garner from her classmates. She was out of the class before any of them could recover.