Waterfalls

04...Lost

My favorite sport is basketball. 

It helps me to clear my mind and enhances my thinking skills. It is just the best.

After the little fiasco, I went to change to a shirt, a pair of sweatpants and sneakers. I quickly ran to the basketball court. After all, I didn't have any class for the first two periods. That's 80 minutes, plus the time left for breakfast to clear my head.

I decided that I would just run a few laps and do some other stuff.

As I reached the court, I saw someone.

His warm brown eyes and big smile greeted me. I almost thought he was Ace, but then I realized it wasn't him.

"oh sorry, I didn't know that you were practicing."

I was about to go then...

"no wait, I am the one that is meant to be sorry. I stopped you from practicing."

He held out his hand.

I shook it.

"I am Noah."

"I am Amara"

I think he is in my class.

So...

"wanna join?"

Phew, I hate awkward silences.

"um... okay"

We had a one-hour one-on-one match.

I enjoyed every second of it.

Surprisingly, Noah is a very good player. I mean he almost beat me and I have been playing basketball since I can remember. It is like my family heirloom. My grand dad used to play basketball, my parents play basketball (that's even the main reason they got married), my brother & I play basketball, all my aunts and uncles (from my dad's side) play basketball, and all my cousins play basketball, even my 5-year-old cousin, Michael.

"you should join the basketball team" I tell him

"we'll see about that" he replies and runs towards his hostel.

I think my head has actually cleared a lot.

I decided to go to have my bath before I go back to get ready for class.

During class, I took a seat beside the wall, so I can rest my head a little. I had read this topic before, so I don't think it is wrong for me to not listen during class. We were having Chemistry and were learning about Dalton's atomic Theory.

Sometimes I wonder why people just think about these things, I mean we were all doing fine before you came up with your confusing theories and laws.

"Miss Amawe, Miss Amawe"

"Huh"

"Miss Amawe sorry for disturbing your sleep"

I hear chuckles from boys and girls, I glare at them, before they finally stop laughing. Stupid.

"Mr. Fart, I mean Flart..."

The whole class erupts with laughter and I am choked with embarrassment. It is a good thing I am a Nigerian. I'm sure you're wondering "what's so good about Nigeria?" I also wonder about that myself, but here's a fun fact, Nigerians don't turn red when they blush or get embarrassed, there's only just a weird look.

"Miss Amawe, since you think it's funny to sleep in class and make jokes, how about you come up here and solve this equation". The whole class goes quiet, because Mr. Flart's questions are always hard, but ha I solved that equation four days ago, sometimes being a nerd comes in handy.

"Miss Amawe if your done day dreaming, can you come up here and solve this equation". I get up from my seat to walk to the front of the classroom, I am smirking inwardly. I pass by Noah while walking to the front of the class, I never knew we were in the same class, he's smiling at me, I smile back.

Once I am in front of the class I pick the marker and solve the equation. When I am done I turn back and see the shock on everyone's face, take that I am not as dumb as I look. I hand the marker back to Mr. Flart, and then I walk back to my seat. I am laughing inside, serves them right. In your faces losers. Just as Mr. flart is about to say something, the bell rings. I quickly put my things in my bag and walk out, but not before seeing the shocked look on everyone's face.

Just as I am walking to my locker I see Ace, I try to talk to him but he just ignores me. I am tired of this if he wants to get angry at me for no reason at all then let him, after all I have been living my life without him for the past five years, so why am I bothered.

I walk to my next class, and try to get through my remaining classes.

RIIIIIIIING;

There goes the bell signaling the end of school finally. I grab by bags and head out the door but I bump into some one, and there goes my books lying on the floor, just as I am about to pick it, someone picked it up for me, I look into those deep brown eyes and get lost.