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"My momma always told me that boys and books don't mix. I believed her but I still wanted both. I wanted boys and I wanted to keep my books."
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Find out if she gets both in this thrilling story. Let's follow every step o...
'Diana by Tekno' Y'all should listen to the songs I put in the media while reading. It makes it more interesting. Most times😄
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"The name's Jeffery, but you can call me Jeff." He took her hand in his hand, leaned down and kissed it.
One, two, three.
It took three seconds before Ifeoma's reflexes kicked into action. She withdrew her hand as quickly as he grabbed hers. Jeffery looked down at her, smiling and feeling satisfied. If it was possible for black people to blush very visibly, on Ifeoma's face would have been a coat of different shades of red.
"W...what are you doing?" Ifeoma folded both of her hands to prevent him from taking her hand again even if he wanted to.
"You are really beautiful Ifeoma." He said, ignoring her question. "Someday I must make you mine." He said the last sentence more to himself than to the girl in front of him.
"I'll see you later Ify." Jeff turned around as his squad came along from wherever they had went to.
Ifeoma felt lightheaded at the new nickname. Ify. Why did she like it so much? Did she like the nickname or the person who gave it to her? She couldn't decide.
Although she thought Jeffery was cool, she also thought he was maybe, just maybe a little too impulsive. As a result, she couldn't be more happy when he left with his friends. At least no one was going to kiss her hand and make her feel embarrassed.
First break went by fast and it was almost over when Ifeoma began to fall asleep. The crashing sound of a cane on a table woke her from her slumber. She jumped in her seat and turned to face Kemi standing with two other girls at the front of the class.
"Ifeoma why are you in the class alone?" Kemi asked, walking towards her. She was holding a cane in her hand which she flung around lazily. Ifeoma figured she was the one who hit the table so loud that it woke her up.
"Nothing." Ifeoma said simply.
"I can see that Jeffery likes you." She jerked her head at the boy who was laughing outside with a few other guys.
"I don't really know." Ifeoma said uncertainly. She wasn't sure if Jeffery liked her or not or if he was just trying to play with her.
"Babe Jeff like am?" A short, curvy girl moved closer to Kemi and pointed to Ifeoma.
"I nor know o Joy. Na Jeff business he that. My own na to just tell her how the guy be. If they wan date, that one na their own mara. Besides Jeff nor be bad guy like that."
