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This is so confusing. She didn't know what she wanted to achieve by telling him. If she informed him just to let him know about her feelings and he didn't react, she would be hurt. But for them to be in a relationship was a problem.

Most relationships didn't last in highschool and most did. But what's the use of getting into a relationship when marriage is still a long way ahead.

It's nobody's fault that we develop feelings for someone, but these feelings make us feel all kinds of emotions for the other. What is their aim!? I would say they acted like pheromones.

Anyways, she didn't think about rejection. She was trying to be optimistic not pessimistic.

They say don't expect too much, so you don't get hurt, because it ain't pretty.

She had imagined several scenarios of her confessing to him and she always received positive answers. She was prepared to give her confession and just needed the right timing or perfect opportunity.

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Thursday.--Isoken got back from school frustrated alongside other emotions.

They were currently in the second week of resumption and she had changed her hairstyle to seven cornrows, due to itchy scalp and her hair was due for a wash, and also change of hairstyle.

She wasn't glowing anymore like before, but she still looked alright. It was still the same face, just a different hairstyle.

She had approached Emmanuel on several occasions today, she wanted to open up about her feelings as the urge got stronger these past few days.

But fate seemed to have other plans for her or did not agree with her plans, as everytime she was about to speak up, something happened.

Either a teacher called him or her, or a friend dragged him or her off, or an unexpected class came and lots more that just made her frustrated.

The most annoying one of them all, was she lost her voice the moment she wanted to speak about it, that was a few minutes to closing.

It was like fate didn't want her to talk about it, but that was just absurd.

It was just her bad luck she believed, because when she came home, her voice was okay, perfect even.

She had thought about writing him a letter but it seemed cowardly so she wanted to man up, but in the case woman up.

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Friday.--She woke up early, got herself ready, ate and went back to her room to get her bag.

Before she left, she stood in front of the mirror and gave herself a pep talk.

The day flew by so fast and before she knew it, school had closed. School closed earlier on Fridays.

She had no opportunity to confess today, alas fate did not agree with her and now she finally believed it.

Her mom was picking her up late today, so she just stayed in class with her head down, while everyone else rushed out.

After a while, everywhere was quiet till she heard footsteps approaching, she raised her head to see who was coming.

It turned out to be...