Chap 7

"Countdown to going to perform at Ohio" I screamed after our strict maths teacher left the class.

"Day 4.." Zainab screamed.

"We'll watch you live, my sister and I have prepared our flight to Ohio" Ann, our arrogant, boastful rich girl shouted from the back seat.

"thanks bestie" I said blowing Ann a kiss.

Yah, Ann and I were actually best friends.

You know why?

Her mom was also a well known social media influencer by the name "Kati-rine".. so both her mom and my mom were actually the best of friends.

Ann's dad has a very big company that sells and produces women apparels and it's headquarters were in New York.. so they were rich!

Ann herself is a model and influencer.. so the both of us were friends..

Gotta?

"Anything for you!"Ann screamed.

"you gonna gist me on your date with...." I paused giving her one my sly winks.

"idiot!"she cursed in between laughter.

I stole a glance from Bernard and he was staring..I gave him a big frown. Fred wasn't in school today?

WHAT THE HECK WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM? I MEAN HIS KID SIS, ZARA WAS NEITHER IN SCHOOL TODAY.. AND I KNEW NOTHING 'BOUT HIS HOME ADDRESS OR HIS CONTACT..

I think I'd visit our class teacher for his address and contact.

"Ann would you accompany me to our class teacher's office?" I asked,

"why?"

"no questions, NOW!"

"NO!"

"Please!" I said, giving her one of the most cutest puppy eye I could ever feign.

"Ok.. on one condition" she said placing her smooth sexy legs on her desk.

"Anything.."

"During Your performance at Ohio, I'd like you to tell the audience present that I'm your best friend!"

"oh no...." I said, palm faced.

"is that too much?" she asked toying with her plain green neck tie.

"Ok! Ok! can we go now?" I asked dragging her from her student chair.

"I'm coming, don't get my shirt rumpled" she arrogantly said.

And Like mom always said " I met my match"

" As Arrogant as I am!"

She Majestically stood up on her lap length flare plain green skirt and her over the knee white socks.

Same Length as mine, you know as best friends.

"Let's go!" she said dragging me along.

We Arrived at our class teacher's office and knocked..

"Hello.. come in" Miss Stella said exhibiting her yellow set of teeth.

"thanks Ma'am"

"take a seat Zikora and Ann" she said with a broad smile.

"thanks Ma'am" we said in unison.

"So What brought you to my office?" she asked, giving me her undivided attention.

"Err... don't know how to say this... but I'll say it..." I laughed.

"What? be free!" Miss Stella urged.

"Ok... well, actually, Fred isn't in school today.. so..I was thinking you'll give me his home address or his contact." I said, smiling like a complete alien who might had lost his way.

"Wait! I'll check" she said, going through the class register.

"Fred McClain?"she asked, adjusting her fancy Gucci big frame sunglasses.

"yeah!"

"his home address is empty... his contact is... take it down on a notepad...+234901*********" she called, looking up to me.

"taken!"

"Ok!"

"Thanks Ma'am..I really appreciate.. here's your gift!" I said, passing her a bundle of Naira note.

"omg! thanks kiddo! love ya!" she said, giving me her bear hug.

"we'll be leaving!" Ann said, dragging me outta the office.

"Wait! take it easy!" I screamed laughing.

"now, tell me what's your relationship with Fred?" she asked, wide eyed.

"nothing!" I screamed, smiling.

"then why do you care?"

"I'm Bernard's girlfriend!" I screamed trying to dismiss the topic.

"Ok... so tell me when are we gonna chill out before your flight to Ohio?"

"come on buddy... today! which designer's outfit are you gonna put on?" I asked, giving her a nudge.

"let's put on the cloth we bought on our last shopping spree"

"Chanel!"

"Dior" she snapped.

"no,I don't want Dior!"

"there's no way I'm going on Chanel!"

"same with me...I ain't going on Dior!"

"Then forget the shopping" she yelled.

"OK!" I said, turning away from her.

"Wait! we're going on neither the designers outfit... we'll be on a white T-shirt, baggy black pants and a fancy green flipflop"

"And a white and black waist bag" I suggested.

"OK... that's great!"

We said, running to our class.

**** **** **** **** ****

School hours was over.

I picked my notes and placed them into my textbook and then into my bag. I took out my lip balm, rubbed round my pouty lips... took my hairbrush and ran down my extra fluffy Afro hair... and finally, had my green and pink clips on my hair.

"hey, Zikora" a voice behind me spoke.

"what?" I inquired my gaze still on the mini mirror I was with.

"Hei, Zikora, I'm sorry for what happened yesterday at school..I'm really sorry that I tried to force myself on you... will you forgive me at least?" Bernard pleaded.

YOU KNOW I HAD TO PLAY THE HARD TO GET AND BESIDES I HAD NO FEELING FOR THE MOSQUITO DISTURBING MY HEARING!

"Are you done?" Ann asked, staring at me.

"No! chill ok? you're driving me home.. OK?.. from there we'll be off to your house.. so chill?"

"then fast! it will get late soon!"

"Ok, I'm coming!" I said, poised to leave.

"Zikora! please! Wait!" Bernard pleaded.

I ignored him and left.we went to Ann's car ready to zoom off.

"hey, put on your seat belt!" she yelled.

"I know!" I snapped.

"you don't even know how to drive a car... can you imagine?" she snapped.

"its a gradual process, and I hope you ain't mocking me cause if you are, I'll slide my fingers right down that sassy throat of yours and those ostrich eyes you got and...."

"Enough! enough! yuck! I ain't mocking you!" she said, rubbing her eyes, her hands expertly on the cars steering.

"Watch Out!" I screamed.

"ohhh, Whoah!" she screamed laughing hard.

"I don't wanna die!" I snapped.

"it wasn't like I even ran into a human... it was a dog.. FOOL!"

"chicken!"

"childish traits are still in your blood!"

"love it that way!"