Chapter 17

I didn't bother making up. I only combed my eyebrows and rubbed lip gloss. Considering that if I should apply so much as an eye pencil I would go late. Though one of the reasons I didn't make up was because I sucked at it.

By the time I was done it was already 7:45. I delayed today. Usually, it took me 13 minutes to bathe and dress up. I loved to rush and I couldn't work without pressure. Without need and urgency I was always very lazy to get things done. This was the reason I read only during exam cause I needed pressure to read. That was how Lazy I was. Until a job is on it's last minute it is not to be done.

I walked like a soldier each foot before the other even before one reached the ground.

I walked out of the room banging the door and slinging my bag across my shoulders all in a hurry. Kachi who saw me while I half ran to the gate called me to a halt. "Mma work slowly ah ah. You are always rushing to school why not wake up early so you can walk like a woman." She scolded. She was putting on a short skirt that showed her fine bum. It made her ass look bigger than usual and a rather cheap red shirt. Who wears green on red.

Her lips were painted with red lipstick which she wore outrageously too much you could see the stain on the corner of her lips.

I was irritated. Like why couldn't she mind her business and leave me alone. But like I tell Emeka or he tells me, I am the Queen of deceit. Faking smiles and interest was my forte.

"Good morning! You look extremely beautiful sister Kachi and your dress is just the perfect match " I lied stopping on my tracks to acknowledge her call.

"Ah thank you Mma! You sex you're looking fine too." She replied with a sickening blush.

I laughed a little more deceitfully and added. "I have to go! I'm so late!" And with that I walked away not stepping down on my pace at all.

I was lucky enough to get to class early, 9 minutes early to be exact. A few people greeted me when I walked in and I greeted a few. While my eyes searched for any of my best friends I walked further into the classroom filled with broken chairs and good chairs

I wasn't very popular but I wasn't unpopular. I had my fair share of popularity which grew overtime because my best friend, Yvonne was popular. She belonged to a lot of associations and was the assistant class rep of my class. She was a social butterfly who always wanted me to be with her always. So the people who knew her started to know me and I had to fake liking them.

I don't know how we got close but it got to a point we were so inseparable people thought we were lesbians in love. Emeka even asked me one time if we were. That guy. I laughed when people suggest that we were lesbians cause kissing her was unimaginably yuck. Not like I didn't like her, I loved her just not in that way 

She didn't help matters herself, she always wanted to hold me and hated boys so much. She has been asked so many times as much as she has declined. Sometimes I did suspect that she loved me in a kind of romantic way but she assured me that she loved guys so who am I to doubt. In her words, "Mma I am not into girls I just haven't found the right boy."

I didn't mind the rumor's though. I loved it when people talked about me. It meant that I was important. Important enough for them to leave their life's to talk about mine.