I was laughing at a racist joke Kene made when I noticed her.
She was definitely new, but the way she walked towards her seat and sat, it felt like she owned this place. I was intrigued by her, by the way she was so unbothered by the announcement the principal was giving while everyone else paid absolute attention to him, by the way she kept her legs crossed, even after Mrs. Ajanlekoko asked her to drop them, by how her skin glowed, as if she applied oil all over her skin, by how her back stood straight throughout the assembly without her slouching, like everyone else, including me.
Who was she? I had to know her, I had to talk to her.
Later that day, during lunch, I planned to talk to her, but that plan failed without having the chance to be executed. I searched everywhere people hung around during lunch, but she wasn't there.
I tried the next day, and the day after that, I tried for a week but couldn't find her anywhere. I swear I never got this interested in looking for a strange girl around school, but this girl? This girl was different, strangely interesting, and I loved a good challenge.
I came up with a new plan, followher once assembly was over to her class so I'd know what class she was in.
I found out she was in my class, but not in the same department. She was in the humanities department, and I was in the sciences. In my school, each department had its own separate building, which explained why we never crossed paths.
I made another plan again, this time, I was going to stay outside her class a few minutes before lunch and once lunch was over, while she made her way outside the class, I was going to talk to her and work my magic, maybe she'd even walk with me to lunch.
Trust me, if she said yes to me walking her to lunch, I had just scored big time, and I was definitely going to be the biggest talk of the week.
I glanced down to her lips but then I scooted away while clearing my throat. She hmm'd, "You tried to kiss me again."
I shook my head and said "Nope. I didn't, I tried not to kiss you, as you see." She rolled her eyes with a soft smile.
"Maybe if you did let me kiss you...just once, I would stop trying." She sighed softly "I got my doctorate at 24 You know I'm not a dumbass right?" I just let out a soft sigh
"Thank you for everything" I hugged her and held her tightly. She wrapped her arms around me.
She pulled back and I looked at her lips. "I should go." I said softly. "You can have one kiss-" I kissed her.
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India Jones is a true Chicagoan girl who, to unfortunate circumstances, has to move to Texas with her father. Being naturally quiet and to herself, India is not expecting much from the new town and is eager to go back to Illinois with her other family. With a rude step-sister and no sense of direction, India struggles to find ways to cope without her mother. That all changes when she meets the Principal of her school who also happens to be her neighbor.
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Imani Stewart is the principal of a wealthy private school in her home state of Texas. Though her life sounds perfect, her controlling parents have stopped her from reaching for her dreams in life, creating a girl who comes off as cold and fixed. Though her circumstances are tough, Imani does the best at being the strictest principal her school has ever had. And just as Imani is ready to live the life laid out for her, she meets a fiery girl who can see right through her and stops at nothing to get her.
What happens when their two worlds clash?
Read to find out...