Chapter 3

It took Kimora another 20 minutes to be able to locate her class, which was the senior class.

"Oh lord have mercy on my soul " she breathed out seeing that her class had already started and all the students were already seated at their respective chairs listening to the teacher.

5..4..3..3..2 she counted slowly in her head and taking a deep breath she entered the classroom in the process silencing the teacher , making the already quiet classroom more quiet.

"All eyes on me now " she said to herself.

"Oh, you must be the new student, come on in" the teacher said smiling kindly at her.

"Class, this is our new student…"

"Kimora " she completed.

"Yeah, why don't you introduce yourself to us Kimora?" The teacher said smiling.

'Oh no, not an introduction! I literally suck at that.' She thought inwardly. But outwardly she smiled nervously and looked at all her new class mates faces and began to wonder what was worth telling them about herself.

"Miss Kimora?" The teacher said.

"Go Kimi, you can do it!" Someone said from the back of the class which made everyone burst into laughter.

Clearing her throat awkwardly she said "Oh yes, well my name is Kimora, Kimora Olaedo Hamilton, and I'm half Nigerian and half American. Emm.. no reasonable hobbies, so no need to bore you all with my life history and.. that's all."

"What a nice way to introduce yourself Kimora!" The teacher said sounding genuinely impressed .

Kimora almost rolled her eyes because she knew the teacher was just patronizing her. Almost , but she stopped herself just in time.

" You can go and sit down now"

"Over here, Kimora " a dark skinned girl called out to her while smiling ,indicating to an empty sit just to her right. It was situated at the back which was just perfect for her as wouldn't have wanted to sit anywhere else.

Going over, she took the sit which she had been offered.

Smiling at the girl she said "Hey, I'm …"

"Kimora, I know that already" the girl completes her sentence smiling at her and introduces herself "And I'm Ruby, Ruby Carmichael." she says extending her hand for a handshake. Just as Kimora shakes her hand, the bell for break is rung.

"That will be all for today then class" teacher says then adds "hopefully, you'll be here early for our next class Kimora" she asks looking at Kimora.

"Yeah, hopefully "Kimora responds smiling sheepishly earning a chuckle from her classmates.

…

"Did you see the new student?" A student asked another.

"Not yet, but they say that she's very beautiful "

"Yeah, you should see her, she's so beautiful "

"Definitely, I bet she's even more beautiful than Sierra "

It was break time and somehow Kimora had managed to become the talk of the school with the students speaking highly of her beauty.

In her class Kimora was surrounded by a group of her classmates who were asking her questions wanting to know more about her.

"So can you speak Nigerian then?"

"How old are you?"

"Are you so beautiful, what brand of cream do you use?"

"Can we be friends?" She was being asked all at the same time.

At the entrance of her clas were some other students who had gathered to get a peek of the new school beauty.

Kimora was already tired herself from answering too many questions. Worst of all the same questions were being asked again and again, but just by different people.

She didn't want to appear rude on the first day of school, but sure as hell she was running out patience. Deciding to use another technique she kept mute and just began to nod her head to the questions she was being asked instead of answering them.

"Which school did you transfer from?"Nod

"You really dont have any hobbies?" Nod

"Where do you live" Nod still

"Is she dumb?" Someone asked still another Nod.

She knew that she probably looked like a lizard but she couldn't care less. In fact she was secretly laughing at herself.