Nu'aimat (COMPLETED)

Chapter 3 HIGH SCHOOL

Nuaimat

During break i, Mufida and Susan were seated on the corridor of our block, with other classe mates going to and fro, we rarely leave our block during break, we prefer to cooly hang around, "oh my God Zaid Al Zayman has posted on instagram" shrieked Mufeedah and in the process capturing the attention of some of our female class mate, they all crowded her and some begun to check on their phones,

i shook my head and concentrated more on my phone, reading the novel i was so interested in, this Zaid whatever of a guy, is totally not my intrest,

i mean why will i be intrested in a guy who is just popular far his looks and riches, unfortunately am surrounded by the lots who are so different from me, i only saw his picture with Susan once and to me he looks more of a spoilt, Ego maniac guy, Gosh ladies sometimes annoy me, imagine the tons of followers he has on social networks and he never follows back but they still post thousands of comments when he posts something insignificant showing him, why won't he feel big headed, mtsww, i openly hissed and continue to read my romantic Novel titled Hearts of the Nobles,

"Aima, have a look" said a class mate of ours with the name Haloohma, she was forwarding her phone to me, "what is that" i asked hoping it isn't anything that has to do with that big headed looking guy Zaid, "i got the new i phone 8" she said waving the new black i phone 8 for me to see, i smiled at Haloomah, the shy timid girl among we four, daughter to the state minister of Education, she is one of the pretty girls being admired here in spring secondary schools but to shy and too timid, she only talks freely in the mist of i, mufeedah and Susan,

"Wooow, you did it" i exclaimed as i collected it to examine it, "had to go through a hard time thou" she said as she sat down beside me, "the phone is almost the same lenght with my 8 plus, yeah i know you will wonder how i got to have the latest i phone which cost about 800 thousand, i may not be from a rich family, but i happen to get one of a hell son of a rich ambassador as a close friend of mine, a really close friend of mine, we are damn close,

Abbah is the only son of the Nigerian ambassador to france Alhaji Mahmooud Sameer who has two wives, Abbah's mother and another,

well one will say Abbah was born and still has a silver spoon and truth be told he is one heck of a spoilt rich kid, have you ever seen a guy of eighteen to nineteen in Ss2 who owns Porsche panamera, Mercedes benz GLE coup and a Maserati levante, well thats Abba the only heir to the rich known Mahmoud Sameer, what do you expect from a kid like that, well sad to say Abbah is so much into hard drugs, cocaine, heroin, syrup, Codeine, weed and lots of things, but lucky for him i came around and guess what he rarely does drugs, i know he does it behind my back but i swear it's minimal because Abbah and i share have a bond that no one seems to understand, because when i say Abbah don't take this, i promise you he won't, he so much avoids my anger more than he avoid his mum's anger,

I and Abbah met in our estate, oh yes we live in an estate full of rich politicians, who all shape the normal estate houses to their taste, luckyly we live in one of the beautiful houses, but we aren't at all as rich as they are, my dad is a mechanical engineer, he works in one of the crude oil company in Lagos and they pay well,

So Abbah and i met in our estate here in kano, it was on an evening, i and Muayad were coming back from a paternal aunt's house, we don't have the luxury of a driver to take us anywhere we want, the only driver we have till date is the one who is to take us to school and bring us back home in the only car in the house the Sienna,

At that time, i and Muayad were just in jss3, the two of us have already entred the gate, suddenly i heard the screeching sound of a car behind us which came to a halt, i turned full of anger to see who the person is and there coming out from the cross tour was the spoilt, pompous, ill Mannered boy of this estate whom i heard drives like a lunatic in this estate ABBAH, our path have never crossed but i usually see him around,