AN EYESORE

"OK so you guys can go now an prepare. We're having classes in the next three hours," Camille reminded Emily and Meethi as she glanced at the small wall clock in her room.

"OK, we'll come again and disturb your life thirty minutes to three," Emily said reluctant to go.

"Get lost! Go and read," Camille chided and chased them away. After sitting on her chair, she brought out the bag she took to the last class in search of her revision book. However, she couldn't find it. She searched and poured all the contents out of the bag yet she couldn't find it.

"Where have I kept my book?" she questioned about to cry.

She kept searching, under her bed, inside her wardrobe, her drawers, all the shelves, in the backroom, the back corridor, yet she still couldn't find it.

Have I misplaced it in the school?

Her heart was about to fly out. If so, then she could as well forget about the book. Either it'd have been picked up, or thrown into the garbage by cleaners or rather out of the school.

She sat down dejectedly, the book was a large one of over one thousand pages formed by gluing various smaller notebooks together. She formulated that book when she was in secondary school. It contained all the subjects with their scheme covering the last three grades in senior high school.

She also planned to give it to her junior sister Goodness who will son be preparing to graduate from high school. What was she going to do? She just sighed and sat on the bed tiredly not even in the mood to read anymore.

Just then, a knock resounded in the room. She didn't even care who it was, she was too tired to entertain anybody. But the person continued knocking getting on her nerves. She got up and opened the door.

"Wha...." her statement was left unfinished at the surprise visit and unexpected visitor.

It was...Cynthia?!

***

Mark was so shocked that he tumbled from the chair, "You..? Girl...? How....?"

What was all these? How did his Ghost friend Siddy get involved with a girl. Someone who rarely speaks if public and could be mistaken as a dumb one.

"She's sister's friend. Her book is with me," Siddharth looked back at him with a solemn expression.

"O...k...a...y~~~" Mark drawled at he began to see visible changes in Siddharth's expressions. His lips had began trembling and his ears had turned red!

"Help me return the book."

"Why?" Mark sneered, "Return it yourself!" Why would he become a middleman and also deprive this his friend from getting with a girl.

"But I said you should return it," Siddharth said dissatisfied.

"So~~~? So..what if I don't want to return it. You can command me for other matters but not this one. I will escort you but you...my dear, must go and give the girl her book. Besides, since when did the brave man Siddy start shying away. Are you afraid you're not handsome enough?" Mark laughed loudly.

"Shut up, first of all I'm not Siddy, I'm Siddharth. And then, I'm not your dear, you have millions of them outside. And third, I'm not shying away. I simply don't have time."

"OK, you don't have time. But you have time to be looking at the girl's book. I don't blame you. It is myself I blame for coming to visit you," Mark stood up and dusted his hands on his trousers walking away.

"Hey..Where are you going?" Siddharth began to panic.

"Either I go with you or...you let the whole of Galaxy Estate know you're involved with a girl by sending someone else."

"I'll go with you."

***

"Say...What do you want?" Camille asked with a disdainful look of her face. First of all, her mood was bad. Now this eyesore had come to make it worse.

"Camille, please we need to talk," Cynthia pleaded.