Chapter 23

The holiday ended faster than I thought and soon I was back to that school….I already built enough confidence while I was at home though.

I wasn't gonna take any shit from anyone this new term…..

Dennis dropped me off at school in the morning, I entered the class, greeted some of my class mates and wished them a good time in school.

I moved to my locker and used my handkerchief to wipe off the dust particles that had settled on it.

Soon, we were all called out by the principal. He addressed and encouraged us to be ourselves and do better this new term.

After the speech, he called me out and awarded a present to me.

"You didn't wait to collect your present last term, during the party" he said.

I smiled heartily as I collected the gift….

The assembly roared with applause as I walked back to my line.

I sighted mark while I was on the podium, he looked hot as usual and was smiling and also clapping for me.

I felt I owe him something, so I decided I'd talk to him once we enter the class room.

The assembly finished and we matched back to our various classes. I entered the class and sat on my chair.

Students from the class came to congratulate…they were amazed how easily I beat Tricia in collecting the present of the best student every year.

Even tho I'm a newbie. I was still smiling and chit chatting with some of them when Tricia and Gloria walked in.

I ignored them, but they walked to my desk and did their wicked smile thing.

" what do you want?" I asked irritatedly

" don't think this term would be easy on you witch, that present is mine" Tricia said angrily.

"Well, it's not yours anymore….now leave my desk before I descend on u" I said, looking her eyeball to eyeball.

She banged her hands on my table and left with her fellow devil….I smiled and thought of the perfect revenge that I had already plotted against her and her stupid friend.

Mark walked in some minutes later, I waved at him and he walked to my table.

"Hi baby, u look beautiful" he said and patted my cheeks.

I was suprised but I managed to smile.

"Thank u" I replied gently.

I didn't feel the urge to talk to him again cause I didn't understand the kind of vibes he was giving off.

We chatted for a while, then he went back to his seat.

I brought out my books and my jotter, I took my jotter and started scribbling off.

A new story idea just popped on my head and I didn't want to forget.

It wasn't long that the teacher entered the class and started the work for the term.

He gave us the course outline for that term….funny enough, he said we'd all be splited into groups and we would be working on a story as our project.

I already had an idea in mind but I was just praying I get split into the right group.