Before now

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My name is Barbara, I live in a quite slum neighbourhood in the heart of Accra. its always being a dream I anxiously wait for to get to high school, cause a very adventurous part of me really yearns for it,could not help but pray to finally finish with my entrance exam and when the day was finally here (smiles)... i just couldn't stop my joy from covering my face, every part of my face gave me away.
Every arrangement was made and when finally i entered the school as a first year student I cared less of bully, nothing was enough to keep my love for high school living. As first year students we had enough freedom, we had close to a month socialising, I must confess that in as much as I was really excited being in high school I still couldn't hide my shy nature... (giggles). Everything seemed alright, i made could of funny, rebellious and shy friends like myself as well. after a month I guess it was time for academic work to take over socialization.
It was time for class to start, the whole first years were shared into their respective course groups and then to their class rooms, little did I know, that was the beginning of my adventure, my high school adventure...
In our respective course groups our course master began to divide us into badges, I was in the second badge of the business class, sitting amongst my group first year class mates I look pass a dark skin tall about 5.6ft neatly dressed young guy, he had his uniform neatly and wildly ironed,... that young man seems spotless, I don't get it but he appears to be a regular shy guy in for real business, so why does it feel different looking at him?.
i brush the feeling off and proceeded to my class, I guess its time for start work. taking a very close look at my classmates there he was again with the same striking feeling again,... I couldn't help but whisper to myself "what in Gods name is this all about" then I ignored it the day was over and all throughout my way to the dormitory I couldn't help but have thoughts of him clouded all throughout my mind, I beat myself up with it all throughout my stay in the dormitory, i couldn't just place why I cant help but think of him even when I don't want, what is it with him that I can't let go?
"he is just a student like you, here to make his grades just like you so please can you stop being ridiculous?" were the exact words I kept repeating to myself
I started feeling angry, curious and funny, I didn't get why he became my centre of attention, I mean I wanted to get to high school that badly but can't remember bargaining for this anyway??
To make matters worse I couldn't freely get myself to do anything right then the worst I never dreamt of came calling...