Poem/Quote of the day:They used to glow in the dark
Now they've lost their sparkThey thought they had it all
But now they had to fallThis is life
Sharp as a knifeThey thought they had it all
No one has it allThis is life
-Ramlah Ibrahim Maigari
CHAPTER ONE: SpongeBob StutterPants
I didn't get to see the beautiful new girl. I don't like her at all and i haven't even met her yet.
But i know she's a threat. I'm the most popular and beautiful girl in GIS and i dont want anyone coming close to my level.
My school isn't quite like other Nigerian schools. Its kind of American-based and we have assembly at the end of the day not the beginning.
When lunch came, i still hadn't seen the beautiful new girl.
I walked to the cafeteria with the squad which consisted of; me, Hayyam, Ilham, Zarah and Farha.
"Have any of you seen her?" I asked them.
"A'a. She didn't go to any classes. I think she's collecting her schedules or something." Ilham said as we made our way to the cafeteria.
The lunch lady was serving everyone fried rice and beef.
"Hello Ms. Sahla. What would you like to eat?" She asked me as my friends got their fried rice.
"Spaghetti and meatballs with lacasera." I said.
"Right up. Wait at your table and my assistant will bring it." She told me.
I smirked and walked to our table with the squad.
"You're lucky that your dad owns this school." Farha gushed.
"I know." I smiled proudly. "He's so rich and he gives me everything i want in this whole world."
“Yeah. Anyway, still no sign of the new girl?” Ilham asked. "I wanna meet her. Everyone's saying that she's beautiful."
"Don't count on their words. They must be exaggerating." I said.
"Maybe they're not." Zarah said.
I gasped and looked at her. "Me damuwan ki wai?" I shouted angrily.
"Sorry." She mumbled. I rolled my eyes.
"Wawuya." I insulted her but she didn't dare retort.
My lunch was brought to me and i ate it greedily.
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"Labor force is the number of people who are able to work—" our economics teacher; Mallama Hidayat started saying but a knock on the door cut her off.
"You may come in." She cleared her throat.
I wondered who bothered to knock on the door, I mean, nobody ever knocked so who was it?
The door was slowly opened and a girl about my age entered. She looked a bit scared.
Whispers flew around and i caught one. "That's the new girl." Someone said.
So this is her huh? Ita ce wannan? I studied her closely. Her uniform fitted her perfectly, she was fair skinned, with her huge caramel eyes and her full pink lips, plus a perfect nose.
I sneered. She's definitely a threat.
"Are you in this class?" Mallama H asked her.
"Y-yes." She stuttered.
Why is she stuttering? Urghhhhhhhh
"I'll check my records book to see if your name's there." Mallama H said. She scanned the book for a while before she finally said, "Are you Afeerah Mustapha?"
"Y-yes. I-I am." It was like she was tumbling on a bad road because she couldn't stop stuttering.
"Welcome to GIS. I'll be teaching you economics. Now stand in front of the class and introduce yourself fully." M. H said to her.
Afeerah walked to the front of the board. "I-I..." She looked like she was ready to pee.
"Are you going to pee your pants?" I laughed at her.
Everyone in the class started snickering and laughing.
She turned red. "S-sorry. I'm Afeerah Mustapha. I'm 16years old." She managed to blurt out.
"S-sorry. I'm Afeerah Mustapha. I'm 16years old." I mimicked her causing more snickering to erupt.
"You may take your seat now, Afeerah. You can collect Ms. Sahla Othman's notebook to catch up on the dictation. Take the seat next to her." Mrs H said and i internally groaned.
Really?
Afeerah looked around the class. "Uhm... W-who's Sahla?" She asked.
"I'm Sahla." I said nonchalantly.
Hearing me say that made her stiffen. I don't know why but she looked terrified as she sat next to me.
I could feel her staring at me but i decided not to acknowledge it.
"I-...C-can you p-please give me your n-notebook?" She asked stuttering.
"Uh can you please stop stuttering SpongeBob StutterPants?" Everyone heard my rude remark and they all burst out laughing.
"I-I'm s-sorry." She breathed out and I could see the tears clouding her eyes.
"Geez. Just take it and stop bothering me with your foul attitude." I spat flinging the book at her.
She took it without looking at me and started writing with shaking hands.
She's intimidated by me. Good.
"S-sorry." She muttered silently.
I rolled my eyes.
Beautiful or not, I dont like her.
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A/N
Hey! First chapter down. Hope you all liked it. This is just the beginning, so it might be boring but after some chapters and you really get to know them, drama will unfold.
Next chapter will be on 15th June 2018
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