Chap 14

"Tell Me!" he snapped.

"and why do you care? you're not my boyfriend! you got no rights to ask me silly questions on this topic! you better let me sleep" I yelled.

"really? I thought we were friends!" he said, hurt lace in his tone.

"yeah.... friend, not boyfriend! now lemme sleep" I snapped.

I saw he was hurt, he had that saddened expression... but what can I do?

"Excuse me, ok?" I yelled.

"sorry!" he said, leaving.

I felt bad but what could I do.

I... was.... really in.....

NAH... CAN'T SAY IT..

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The Next morning we were set to go to Nigeria.. we had to return home cause of our exams on Monday, which is in 5 days time.

I and Fred didn't utter a word...I mean not even a "Hi" and I knew just what to do to get him talk to me..

Well, Zara the "blabbering queen" named by her fans was already famous in Ohio. she was on the Internet and now she can't stop blabbering on how she became a verified user on Tiktok, Instagram and Facebook.

"Zizi, I love you" she said the fiftieth time.

"You're Tongue, sharp tongue made you famous" I says, pinching her chubby cheeks lightly.

"thank you!"

COULD YOU IMAGINE!

Zara Blabbered, blabbered, blabbered and blabbered that the journalist would always run to her for their queries... fans were taking pictures of how and that was how she became famous overnight. Dad even loved her company all the while in Ohio.. Dad even promised to send her monthly allowances..I got jealous though... but the truth be said "I was daddy's princess, daughter of a celebrity's daughter... the only daughter in the house, and that was me!"

IF IT PAINS YOU.... GO ON A DIET WITH CHILLIES..

"Mom!" I sad excitedly, jumping on her.

"Mom!"

"Mom!" Fred and Zara shouted excitedly on Mrs McLain.

Seems the both were rappoting.. seems the two were kinda close. because: OMG! THE BOTH WERE ON A MATCHING OUTFIT..

Well, their friendship could benefit me in a way... so be happy... Zikora Wills....or no, Zikora McLain.

MUHAHAHA MUHAHAHA MUHAHAHHA

This is what we call friends with benefits.

And Now, I could sleep over in their house and Fred could do the same.

FOOL! NOT FRED ONLY! YOU FORGOT ZARA!

"Mom, look how big you are! you've been out shopping and chilling out with celebs" I jeered.

"lies, I'm skinny! I've been in the gym working on my body goals... for two days!" she explained, fixing her pink headphone over her head.

Mom and Mrs McLain had bided farewell to each other so as to, you know? to spend quality time with their kids.

"so Mom, any gist?" I asked, playfully accompanied with a wink.

"Ok, gosh! I'm married,ok?"she said,rolling her eyes.

"so tell me, seems you're getting along with Mrs McLain"

"yap, she's my friend! we shopped yesterday, after we watched you go live!"

"ohhh, you watched me live?" I asked my mouth forming the letter "o".

"yap! you're amazing doll" she praised, her attention on her new trendy "Dior" silver waistbag.

"Thanks!" I echoed.

The Bugatti divo came to an abrupt stop, as she stared at me.

"Welcome Home darling!" Mom said.

Zimba got the cars door opened as mom stepped down from the car while my new personal guard (pg), Neil got the door opened as I majestically stopped down.

"Neil! Zimba! get Sarah and molly to get my stuff to my room".

"sure!" they said, in unison.

"Ehe..... Mom!" I called out to Mom who was walking into the big mansion as I quickened my pace.

"yes baby!"

"Mom! geez! you haven't seen dad's mansion, have you? it was basically made of gold and diamond... geez! I got a video of the house and... I'd show you later and you know? I'll be going to Paris!" I screamed, jumping around Mom.

"Omg! why? on a vacation? I'm certainly going on that trip with you.. I'm feeling left out! your Dad.... urghh.... he doesn't remember me!"she remarked.

"No No! I got an invite from "Dior" for their Paris fashion show week.. hope you get it now?"

"owuh! I see! doesn't matter! I'm still going with you to Paris" she sad giving me a long stare.

"ok!"

"I'd be bringing the McLain's along!"

"with her kids?"

"yes, so?"

"Nothing, and don't give me that stare or else you're going absolutely no where with me?" I yelled (kidding!)

"you can't stop me..I guess!" she said poking out her tongue.

WHAT THE FRIED TOMATO..... SHE WAS ACTING LIKE A THREE YEAR OLD, UNCLEAN MACARONI!

"Mom, less I forget" I said collapsing on the life sofa.

"what?" she asked, her attention deviating from brand new iPhone.

WAIT! I JUST NOTICED THIS!

"Mom you got a new phone!"

"yeah, so?"

"urghh... don't be so mean!" I said, slightly slapping her on the laps, taking the phone away from her.

"Give it back!"

"Mom... ok? WHAT THE. FRIED....."

"TOMATOES!" Mom interrupted, completing my sentence.

"So where's your ex phone a.k.a mom's pretty iPhone 13" I asked my undivided attention on Mom.

"I gave it to Mercy, it got a crack, so I had to give it away!" Mom explained.

" I see....ok... so I wanted to say something.... seems I forgot" I smirked, scratching my itchy neck.

"You stink!" Mom yelled, pressing her fingers to her nose.

"duh.... I'll never cause I put on the most expensive deodorants, perfumes and body lotion worth Molina of dollars,a gift from my lovely and expensive, wealthy Dad" I smirked, ascending the stairs.

"AND HE'S MY HUSBAND!" she howled.

"and he's my dad!" I growled, running up the stairs.