Chap 22

We were both in school.

At first, I was scared, scared of Bernard and Ann.

"You're the head girl of our school, you're not supposed to be frightened, ok? come on!" he said, taking me by the wrist to the class then to his seat.

All eyes were on us.

WOULD YOU BLAME THEM? I MEAN, I AND FRED NEVER GOT ALONG AT SCHOOL.....

I was kinda nervous, I won't lie.

I couldn't even lift my face up.... my face was staring at nothing but my shoes. now, everyone was whispering.

SUBCONSCIOUS: You dumbass! look up! you're a celebrity's daughter.! don't act weak!

My Head was held up high! I was staring at completely everyone which got me a little bit relaxed. Ann was staring at me smiling.

WHAT? WAS SHE SMILING? MOTHER GOOSE!

I looked at her again and she gave me a thumps up... was I dreaming?

I looked at Bernard, his eye were already glassy, he was staring! I felt like sliding down the chair in nervousness.

Well, I'd admit.... Guilt was written over his face... he stood up from his chair to mine..I mean, to our (I and Fred's) chair.

I was fidgeting, fear and terror was written over my face..

WHY WON'T THE CHAIR SWALLOW ME?

He knelt down before me, taking my hands into his.

"Fred! Zizi! I'm sorry for yester night... I'm really really sorry. sorry, Zizi For coming into your life! sorry for everything! I was obsessed, but you made me realize that I didn't love you, but I it was lust and infatuation.... I'm really sorry,.... please forgive me! I never loved you all this while but I failed to admit it. I was In love with.... Ann!" he whispered, scratching his neck.

I and Fred broke into a wild laughter, Bernard joined in.

"Don't worry! I've forgiven you!" I said, taking him in for a hug.

"I gave you that scar! I'm sorry! Well, to be honest, I fell in love with you at first! but seeing the bond you two shared, I got jealous... yeah! jealous! to be honest, you were my second girlfriend after my first. she died in my friend's party who spiked her juice. that was two years ago. when I was 16." he said, tears tricking down his cheeks, though he tried to hide it.

"We're really sorry, bro!" Fred soothed then went into a bone crushing hug with him.

"I think I'll have to link this lover boy up with his crush!" I butted in flashing him a smile.

"Get ready for your exams!" Mrs Evelyn, the school Hot-strict-American-teacher yelled.

"Argh..... not now, we're reading!" we groaned.

"Now! Now!" she yelled, striking out her long cane.

"Mtcheww, na wa o!" Bernard exclaimed.

"Hey, don't you dare freaking use that freaking language on me! get it?" she yelled.

"sure!"

"Now, you all should go to your seats!" she ordered.

We all sluggishly went to our seats ready for the exams. I was kinda nervous 'cause I knew I didn't prepare for the exam. but I trusted in my intellectual capabilities.

Mrs Evelyn distributed our question paper.

AARGH... YOU KNOW THE WORST PART?..... MRS EVELYN WOULD BE SUPERVISING US...

Now, I looked at Fred. his pens was already

dancing. I couldn't ask him, I loved my pride. I looked at Bernard, he was staring at his beloved Ann, who he was obviously, whispering answers to. I took a glance at the question paper... it wasn't that hard...'cause it was your simple biology.

"10 minutes more!" Mrs Evelyn announced.

"I'm not even started!" I groaned, scribbling out on my papers.

"lollipop!" Fred whispered.

NOW WHAT??? LO...LLI.....POP??? WHAT?

He was three seat behind me and he could land me in trouble.

"lollipop, listen!" he whispered.

I turned behind to see why he was calling me.

"6 minutes more!" she announced.

"mtcheww! teacher please! will you?" I screamed, ransacking my fingers through my extra long Afro hair making it looked untidy.

"lollipop!" he whispered.

I turned back with a frown.

"what?" I whispered.

"take!" he said launching a crumbled paper to my direction.

"What The fried tomatoes! are you alright?" I whispered forcing the crumbled paper into my boobs with trembling hands.

"Hey, Zikora! stand!" Mrs Evelyn ordered, looking at me sternly....I was obviously trembling in fear.

"Give Me your papers!"

"What?? why? what was my offense?" I asked nervously.

All eyes were sure on me.

"You Were caught....I caught you red handed... you were whispering answers to only God knows who!"

I sighed feeling relieved, I stood up writing but that teacher, she tore my Papers.

OH NO! MOTHER OF ICE CREAM! WHAT THE FRIED TOMATOES!

"Hey, what was that for? Fred screamed, his brows furrowed.

"Now will you freaking shut that freaking mouth of yours!" she yelled angrily.

I stood there crying,like a spoilt brat.

"You're wrong! why should you tear up her papers? what if she was whispering answers to herself?" he asked, standing up with his papers.

"Now what you gonna do about that?" Mrs Evelyn asked, exhibiting her Not-that-white-set of teeth.

"I'll fight!" He said, brows furrowed, hitting his clenched fist to his palms.

"Now give me your papers Fred!" Mrs Evelyn commanded.

"No, I won't!"

"Fred!"

"No Way!"

"Really? you're challenging me?" she asked, pretty annoyed.

"No! I ain't challenging you! I'm only tryna correct you 'cause you're wrong!"

"How dare you!" she yelled, giving him a stroke at the back.

No, I couldn't take this anymore!

"Will You stop this! don't you dare touch him anymore! it isn't a command, but a warning!" I warned, looking pretty tigress like, taking him by the wrist.

"Stop there! how dare you! I don't care whether you're celebrity or not!" she yelled, landing a slap to my face.

Fred's POV....

I wasn't gonna take that!

How dare she? I mean how dare she..... who gave her the guts, the audacity to slap my girlfriend?

"Let go of him!" Mrs Evelyn yelled.

"No, I won't!" she said, sobbing.

I'M WAS BEING RESPECTFUL 'CAUSE WE WERE IN SCHOOL!

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