A NIGERIAN TEEN FICTION NOVEL.
Mary isn't your typical teenager or your cliche female lead. She is sassy and rich, hot headed and daring.
She transferred to Lekki High school when her family moved to Lagos State.
Unlike her other school where she w...
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"Ahhhh what are you doing!" Mary screamed as she jumped up.
Her forehead hit that of Dean's and they both fell on the bed massaging their foreheads and groaning in pain and annoyance.
"What is your problem? Couldn't you get up gently? Like a normal human being!" He angrily asked
"I should be asking that you fool! What were you doing in my room hovering over me?" She retorted
"I was not hovering over you" Dean replied as he stood up. She did thesame and they both looked at each other.
"Then what were you doing? Omg! Did you touch me!" She yelled with wide eyes as she moved close to him with anger burning in her eyes.
"Me? Touch you? As if that would ever happen. You are not my type!" He snorted.
Mary gave him an offended look as she glared at him.
"And why if I may ask?" She angrily spat.
"With those tiny onions you have on your chest I don't even consider you a lady" he replied as he pointed at her breasts.
She gasped as she looked down at her chest. She lunged for the blanket and quickly wrapped it around her body.
"Yo-u y-ou you molester, insensitive idiot" stuttered with as much fire as she could muster to hide how embarrassed she felt. At that moment she was grateful for her skin tone.
Dean rolled his eyes as he walked to her study desk and sat down in the chair. He brought out his phone and casted Mary one more look before getting back to his phone.
Mary glared at his back with a deep frown waiting for his response or just a look but he was paying full attention to his phone.
She felt like walking up to him and banging his head continuously on the desk till he passes out, an evil smirk stretched her lips as she tied the blanket properly around her and slowly creeped forward with her hands stretched forward like that of a ghost in a scary movie.
She stood behind him and glanced at what he was doing.
"Eww!" She yelled as she looked at the screen of his phone.
"What the heck are you doing?" Dean yelled as he swiftly stood up.
"What are you doing?!" Mary shot back.
"It's something called chatting" Dean replied with an eye roll.
"More like sexting...who is that idiot sef?" She shuddered as the naked picture of the girl she saw on his phone flash before her eyes.
"Someone. Now get out and don't ever sneak up on me again" Dean scoffed as he sat back down got back to his chat.
Mary hissed as she shook her head and walked to her wardrobe. She opened it and without wasting time she picked a blue straight gown.
