My classmates were shocked as her gang who had rounded me up with a smiling face could not believe I would reject such an offer, Amanda stamped her hand on my desk and said
“You’ll regret this that I assure you”
As she turned and walked away with her disciples closely following her behind, I noticed the way Stella turned and looked at me, she smiled and I could see the “you are the man” kind of look on her face, I kept quiet all through the first period of class with Stella looking at me all through, while Kesters head was fixed on his desk, when the bell for lunch hour was rang, we all walked out quietly, some in groups while others in two’s, I walked to the shop and bought my lunch, sitting in the empty large examination hall all alone as I ate my lunch, I felt a hand on my shoulder as I turned to see Stella, she smiled but was acting very remorseful, she stretched her hand to shake me but I rejected it, I had noticed that my rejecting of handshakes has made me popular so I had to stick to that one simple trick which has worked for me, Stella withdrew her hand and said mildly
“I’ll like to be your friend Diana”
I paused as I raised up my head starring at her quietly, observing her clenched fist, the way she tapped her right leg on the floor was obvious she was feeling uncomfortable but her mind was compelling her to do
“You know, I like your courage that’s why I want to be your friend” she said
I still didn’t say any word to her as she turned, raised her hand to the sky and waved, I wasn’t sure what I was doing but this new s£nsat!on I was rippling amongst my classmates is one that I was begining to enjoy, I walked back to the class when the lunch was over, sat on my desk and opened it to bring out my notebook, only for me to see that two notes was slipped into my desk, the first was from Kester which reads:
“Let’s burn out past like cremated soul and put it in an urn of friendship and allow the river to take us to our destined destination”
I folded it neatly, and then opened the secondly note which reads
“Met us at the bermuda triangle after school hours let’s settle this scores once and for all, from Charlies Angels”
Bermuda triangle is the ditch at the back of our hostel where we dump refuse, its also a place for settling scores, where aggrieved parties go to pour out their hearts, its a place known for fighting and also a safe place where the prowling eyes of our teachers would never reach, I knew that spelt doom for me, fighting was never my flair, if it was I would have gone on a headlock with Amanda and clique, out of impulse I stood up and walked to the front of the class, raised my hand up and their was total silence
“I have an announcement to make” I said and the crowd chorused “go ahead!”
I cleared my throat, dipped my hand into my pocket and brought out the note Kester slipped into my desk, the moment Kester saw the note his face turned red, I then began to talk
“Today we have a clear case of a dog going back to eat its own vomit, what I have here in my hand is a handwritten letter written by this self deluded boy who calls himself Kester!”
And there was instant uproar in the class as my classmates used their hands to hit on their desk while some screamed and others were dead drop surprise and then slowly like the rush of the river during dawn the noise died down, then I continued
“What is he looking for in Dirty Diana” I said
The class cheered as this was the first time I have ever called myself a name I detest so much, I dropped the letter on the ground and walked back to my seat as the rest of my classmates rushed for the paper, too many paper dragging to see the note and then they tore the note as Kester stood up and ran out of the class in shame.
TO BE CONTINUED........
