Chap 6

Aha! I could just see that "just caring" look in Fred's eyes as he stared at us.

"Err... Ben... Bernard... we're in the class" I said struggling to pull myself away from his strong grip.

"like I Care? please Zikora, just once!" Bernard said, staring into my deep brown eyes.

"not here!" I cried.

"Hey, Bernard.. let go of her!" Fred shouted from his seat, toying with his pen.

"why should I?" he asked holding me firmly.

"because her guard is here" he said pointing to the direction of a figure in the class doorway.

He Immediately let me go as I straightened my back.

"Miss Zizi, are you okay?" Zimba asked with concern, helping me sit.

"Hey, Mr Bernard, please you better stay away from her! cause if she ever gets hurt in your care..I wouldn't spare you! understand?" he politely warned.

"hey, Zimba I'm not hurt,ok?"

"Ok Ma'am, your lunch box.... you actually forgot it in the car..." he said, handing me the lunch box.

"hope your didn't peep into my food?" I asked.

"No Ma'am" he said, in between laughter.

"Ok, you can leave".

"yes, Zizi ma'am" he said poised to leave as there were lots of

"he's cute"

"hot and damn cute" rang in the air.

I watched Bernard retire to his chair in anger, obviously cursing Zimba or maybe me? okay,I quietly stood up from my seat to go to his.. when I felt someone's soft hands brush into mine..I froze.. it was more softer and warmer..I turned to see who it was....

FRED! FRED! FRED!

"And Now what?" I blurted.

"sit first..."

"Why?"

"Just Sit..."he said, making me sit.

I stared at him and at Bernard whose face was buried on his desk.

"Bernard Is angry now, and you wanna go meet him?" he asked.

"yeah!" I answered staring at those ever-shiny green forest eyes.

"Make Use of your sense!"

"Don't Insult me OK?" I yapped in anger.

"Ok, chill... you can go and face his wrath!" he sneered.

He Was right though... what if Bernard had to slap me in a fit of rage..

"you're suggesting that I shouldn't go now?" I asked.

"you're choice!"

"urghh...I hate it when you act mean!" I said staring at him.

"That's my choice"he snapped.

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I tossed my phone to the bed.

This Was the sixth time I was calling him, THAT BERNARD.

And If he doesn't answer my calls,

To Hell with his nonsense gifts.

I was actually showing concerns cause of the gifts he bought me... argh..I'm feeling bored.

Nobody To talk to except my fans who were messaging me like "crazy".

I could make friends with other celebrities.. and it was so simple. after all, in school,I had as many friends as anyone could ever have. I had almost a million contact on WhatsApp.

"Dad! I'll call dad!"

I dialed his number and at once he answered.

"Hello Dad!"

"Awn, how's my little sweet princess doing?"

"I'm doing ok and you?"

"just fine like my princess".

"Dad You've prepared my flight, right?"

"yeah, my baby's gonna perform her sixth music at Ohio!"

I laughed.

"Dad,I really miss you,I wish we'd live there together and forever."

"don't worry, baby... its just to protect you, ok?"

"Ok, dad goodbye... think moms home, you can call her later"

"Ok, darling... be nice to momma... love you!"

"love you too, dad!"

"Zikora! Zikora!" mom called from downstairs.

"yes mom!"

"come here!"

"don't get annoyed, if I become a sloth" I screamed feigning tiredness.

"And I hope you don't want to get disciplined" mom screamed.

"then I'll go back to dad"

"then I'll go back to dad" Mom mimicked in her funny tone.

"Mom, why are you home by this time,I mean its 3;30pm" I said taking a glance from the peacock-like wall clock hung on the wall, descending down the stairs.

"I fixed a date today!"

"ohhh, that's true" I said.

"is Bernard still coming?" she asked.

"he isn't, his dad had to go on an international conference meeting, so he had to stay home" I lied.

"ohhh, ok, so I guess I'll prepare super today"

"ok" I said ascending the stairs to my room.