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Lateness.

One of the things I detest greatly but then today i happen to be caught in its web. How did it happen? Well for two weeks now Xana has been stalking me since our little encounter and I've also been avoiding him. It's the main cause of my lateness to school today.

Not only am I late, I am thirty-five minutes late. Ugh! And it's all because I didn't want to ride with them so I offered to deliver the grocery list to the store so it can be delivered since Beth isn't feeling quite well.

I check my timetable quickly and my first lesson for the day is literature. Oh no I am late to my favourite class. I walk as quick as I can so I do not miss more than I already have.

"Ms Sintim-Missah" our teacher Mr. Collins who is shocked that I am late calls.

"Yes please Mr. Collins" I respond nervously.

"You're late" you think I don't know that? Why not state something else that i don't know.

"I am so sorry" I choose to answer instead.

"Hurry and take your seat" see apologies always work.

"Next time you get a detention if you're late to my class" really?

"Yes please, thank you very much" I sit in my usual seat since it's been two weeks thinking that maybe Xana's forgotten. But hell i was so more wrong.

Minutes later the door in the room opens and in comes Xana who is grinning ear to ear so much for a person who's late. Was he following me? I pull on a scowl immediately which i think he notices because he winks at me, why was I even looking at him? Behind him os Rashid who is dressed in a red t-shirt and khaki trousers  as if it was summer when it's like 10° outside today. Just great. Right back to the person I am avoiding.

Xana is wearing a original plain black v-neck t-shirt that hugged his muscles and dark jeans with a brown leather jacket. He looks around the classroom, probably unobservant to the eyes on him.

The interesting thing was that everyone in the class is staring at them because they are not only rich and popular but also members of the Decagon. They get the respected accorded them by their positions so they radiated confidence but also placed with an ego. The teacher doesn't even consent on his lateness like he did with me, even going ahead to threaten me with detention, psshh!

Before i went to stay at the Ibn Khoury mansion, I don't remember holding any conversations with either of them so I also kinda held them in high esteem, maybe even to the extent of worshipping the floor that they walked on but after spending a couple of weeks there i got used to them and realised they weren't superhumans.

In fact, I was quite shocked, maybe even terrified when my mother mentioned to me that I was going to be there for a while. I felt like he was like those snobby rich popular kids you read about in teen fiction books all over and that he was going to snook me or make my life hell but he was far from that, Rashid is one of the nicest people I've ever met but as for his friend, hmm he's the exact opposite. Fancy how they walk together.

I watch as they walk towards where I was seated, swerving through the desk and  people who moved away from them as if they were members of the presidential corps making a special grand entry.

Xana takes the seat next to me on my left and Rashid sits on the one directly behind me. How was I able to do it for the past two weeks since we seem to share all our classes together? The thing is i always left the class when the bell rings sparing no second to accommodate a confrontation and I moved to the seat by the door at the back where people hardly use to enable me bolt out quickly.