Chap 13

"Dad Is my show time!" I yelled.

We were stuck at the traffic for almost 10 minutes.

Dad and I were in his Bugatti Divo, while Fred and his sis were in the other car, with way too lots of convoys.

"We're almost there, princess!" Dad assured stroking my hair, as we felt the car move.

"Dad, you'll get my head messy!"

"Sorry Princess!"

I felt the car stopped abruptly.

"What?" Dad asked with a frown.

"We've arrived!" the driver announced.

The Escorts alighted as we royally alighted the car.

Fans, paparazzis, the press and the journalists rushed me, asking me thought provoking question.

"How do you feel?"

"Do You wanna be powerful as your dad?"

"Do You wanna rank from the 50th best teen female musician to the 1st,2nd or even 20th?"

"No question for now! gotta go! bye!" I said, Zimba pushing some of 'em off the way as we made our way into the concert.

Gosh! I was late!

Producers, DJs and managers were all cheering seeing me along with Dad.I went into the costume room, my makeup were on and I wore the matching outfits l promised to wear with Ann.... Zara was on the same outfit.

I came on stage, fans were cheering, many were taking videos, young boys were winking at me, girls were chanting my name and taking pictures.

I began:

"Hello! all ya nigga standing up here this evening. a big thank yo, for making out time to attend this concert... now watch, y'all while I.....I.... Queen Zizi Kora...."

I began singing melodiously as voices joined mine. the crowd were singing and chatting my name... some pleading I call 'em up the stage.

My eyes rovered round the crowd and spotted Fred, Zara, Bernard and Ann jumping excitedly on a special spot preserved by dad where the Vip sat.

I passed and said:

"Now, amongst us, my best friend is here and I invite her to come up the stage, Ann Benson"

I smiled, she was smiling broadly as she walked up the stage, hugging me tightly.

She Began;

"Hello Guys! thank y'all! and also the sassy pants here!(laughs) now let's rock it!" she screamed... as the music took over.

We sang at least two songs titled "sassiest naija baddie" and "gimme love lemme live".

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"How do you feel Zizi's boyfriend?" a journalist asked Fred who was clearly uninterested.

"Are you really Fred McLain, Zizi Kora's bf?" ante journalist asked.

"yeah, he is!" Zara excitedly said.

"And who are you to Zara?" the journalist asked.

"Zara's bf sis!" she said, sticking out her tongue.

"Ok, thank you!"

"can we go now?" Fred grumbled.

"why?" I asked, poking him in the tummy.

"argh..... that hurts!" he frowned, his hand on his tummy.

"princess... over here!" Dad called out.

"Come!" I said, taking Fred by his hand, approaching Dad.

"Get ready for your pictures! where's Ann? and err... Fred's sis?" he asked..

SKIP THE LONG CONSERVATION...

"Kuchuku!"

"say cheese!" Dad said.

"cheese!" we shouted, poking out our tongue.

"I'm hungry already!" Fred shouted, holding his tummy.

"Dad me too!"

"Sir, we'll be going, bye!" Bernard said, giving me a wink.

I frowned turning away from him.....

"let's go kid!" Bernard said to Ann as they went into a big car surrounded by armed forces.

Fred And I went into our own car... while Dad and Zara were in his "special transporter".(Lamborghini).

My phone vibrated then a message popped up.

"Bernard!"

"What?" Fred frowned, staring at me.

"Bernard messaged me."

"then check it out!" he said with a smirk, peeping into my phone.

The Phone reads:

~Hi, sweetie, why are you avoiding me, huh?

is it cuz of your new darling,Fred?

Don't You remember that we're bf and gf,huh?

y are u doing this to me?

I love you but you don't, why?

cuz of Fred....I won't let him have you since I can't!~

Fred let out a big hiss, rolling his eye.

"what?" i asked.

"nothing".

Then I typed:

"Really?"

"yeah!"

"Bernard you're too childish"

"you, likewise!"

"you broke the relationship, not me."

"oh, please!I begged for forgiveness"

"Fred, is just my friend,joor"

"lies! you're into him!"

"I'm blushing"

"urghh...."

"I'll go offline..... you got nothing to say."

"mark my words, I'll do everything to Separate you guys"

"I'll watch you try! Good and nice day!"

"I promise!"

And with that I went offline. I stole a glance at Fred, and I caught him peeping. he guffawed staring at me.... and thank goodness, Zara wasn't here. he was sit moving close to me.

MY BRAINS ROTATING! DAY AND NIGHT! RAINY AND DRY SEASON. BLANK BRAIN... TABULA RASA(ACCORDING TO OUR PHYSICS TEACHER!)

He took off my hair band, but he was much closer that our lips would collide if he moved a little forward and being me....I wished he'd come forward...

FRED... COME FORWARD! FORWARD! FORWARD! HERE, KITTY, KITTY, KITTY, KITTY, COME FORWARD! FORWARD FRED!

"What are you thinking?" he snapped.

"Nothing!"

"we've arrived!" he grumbled, pulling Mr out of the car.

"OK I'm so hungry" I said, running into the mansion, straight to the dining table... dinner was served already.... and I ate to my satisfaction.

*knock*

*knock*

"Who's there?" I asked sleepily, groping my hands in search of the moon lamp beside my bed.

"its me!" the voice replied.

"aargh... come in" I replied lazily sitting up the bed.

"thanks!" he jerked the for open.

"Fred You!"

"yeah.. me!"

"its late. man!"

"and? can't I talk with my friend?" he asked landing a slap on my back.

"ouch! What The... Fred!"

"shh, keep your voice low, your Dad might think we're up to no good!' he snapped, accompanied with a grin which melted my heart.

"Don't you dare do it again!" I warned.

"What would you do?" he asked giving me the "serious look".

"forget it! now why the hell are you here?" I asked.

"chill, its not late! its almost 8:30pm"

"really?"

"yap!" he answered, pushing me to the other side of the bed, as he laid down.

"Now wh... what the hell are you doing?" I asked, slapping him on the chest.

"Nothing... now tell me..... actually I was wondering whether you're into Bernard? I mean, you gotta kinda crush on him?" he asked looking me straight to the eye.

IF ONLY I WAS CREATED WITH THOSE GREEN SHINY FOREST EYE..