Chapter 3: Genevieve school

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Genevieve has been thinking of coming home to visit her mom and her newly employed sister.Hmmm, she sighed, she's really missed them a lot. She heard footsteps with buzzing conversation coming towards her room. Shit, she groaned. She'd counted on leaving before they know. They're just too nosy. They would want to know why she's going and lot of different questions, she has no answer to.

She paused in her packing as the door was clicked open. It was her best friends, Rosella and Grace,also her best room mates.

Genevieve was staying in the school hostel with five roommates, Rosella, Grace, Bimbo,Tola and Ifeoma.
Bimbo was the most mysterious among them. She was a thin,tall, pretty girl.Her face was always caked in make up ND she never sleeps in the hostel making them wonder why she paid for it.She also sleeps around with the officials in the school so she was always taken with them for any modelling assignment.

But there was one admirable quality of her.She doesn't care what people think or say about her. When Ifeoma, the room gossip want to tell her what was being said about her, she just shut her up and says everyone has freedom of speech which was more than you can say of Genevieve.

Genevieve cares a lot about what people think of her but shut Ifeoma up cos it was better than listening to bad things that was being said about you.

Tola was the model student among them.The officials always pick her because of her ability.Immediately,they were taught new stuff, she get it and also do it with much passion.

Grace was the quiet one but also good.They mostly use her for advertising.

Rosella was the, I don't take nonsense babe. She only drops her guards around Genevieve and Grace.

Ifeoma was.............
"A Kobo for your thoughts."Grace interrupted her thoughts before sitting on her bed.

"My thoughts are more than a Kobo, you would have at least a million dollars before you can get a small fraction of it."she said humorously.

"Wonder what you were thinking. You sort of like zoned out. You didn't even answer our greetings."Rosella frowned.

"Nothing."She answered hurriedly

"Hmmmmm, so why the packing."She asked when she saw her bag.

"I'm going home for the weekend."

"Why."Grace asked.

"I'm homesick."

"Why is that?"Rosella asked as she picked her nightgown from her closet.

Hmmmmm, Genevieve sighed. "I thought,I told you."

"She's asking you,why you are homesick."Grace explained.

"I don't know."She almost screamed while putting her hands through her hair.They were softer,seems her naturalista treatment were doing some work. She's modelling for a naturalista treatment and she was now keeping her natural hair.

"Geez,u didn't have to shout."Grace grimaced.

"Well, I didn't shout, did I."When they were asking her questions she had no answer to, wat did they expect, she thought.

"Well, you did."Rosella replied.

"Sorry then." Then, she stood up with her packed bag."I guess, it's a good bye for now,then."

"Let's accompany her to the bus stop,"Grace said also standing up.

Rosella just turned on the bed and said"As you can see, I'm in my nightrobe, about to sleep.Journey mercies darling."and she turned to face the wall.She doesn't like not having Genevieve around.she makes everywhere lively.

"Well let's go then."she said as they left the room with Grace carrying her bag.

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