7__Not a fake, No pretance.

'What does he think he is walking away from me when am still talking to him!' Habibah was seriously infuriated, really this 'Kevan' fellow lacked manners. Even Top Grade students in their final year show her some face but this fresher dares to be this cocky before her. She really couldn't help but praise how ballsy this guy was, she has never been so pissed but ever since Kevan show up in this school, things seemed to be changing abnormally.

In her hurry she actually caught up an managed to walk passed him before blocking his path "Next time when am still talking to you, you must listen till I finish. You leave only when am done with what I wanted to say. Am ain't saying this for the second time."

"Alright alright, am so terrified...am scared please forgive my rudeness..." Using a teasing voice at the start, Kevan turned serious in a breath of time, "Now will you excuse me and come for your food dear princess, because your servant will do whatever you want if only you let him." Nothing mattered to him right now so her threats was just a waste of breath.

" Were you talking to me back then anyway? Or you were just so bored and had no one to talk to so you decided to come to your baby sitter for some lullabies? " Kevan proceeded carelessly not giving a d*mn about how pissed or whatsoever she felt now. He even bowed his head just like true low level house workers do seriously adding insult to injury.

Habibah was so pissed that she even felt like vomiting blood but when she took note "serves you right" look in Kevan's eyes, she calmed down instead, if she couldn't tell that he enjoyed it when she was pissed to the bone's, she was then as good as dumb.

For some reason she didn't know, she felt a little bit disappointed but why though! Maybe she thought of him acting like a listening type just like the other guys in school.

Or maybe she was disappointed because she wanted to show him how perfect the picture they made together was but still, since it was her image, he did not care anyway.

'Why show him yet I forcefully asked him to draw in the first place."

"You are so rude! and fake too, useless wretched bastard!" Habibah cursed outwardly in her rage.

"You thought I was a nice type, just like the others. Am so sorry a out of that?" Kevan felt lazy to be pitiful just now.

"At least they are nice to me, they don't put up a show and be so calculative like you, moron." Habibah hurriedly paved way for her final explanation.

"Ohhh, so that's it? Well it is my bad then since I can't help being a nice person to you...I mean, I'm not a fake as the other students frankly."

"Just because they're afraid of what you might tmdo to them, they are all friendly towards you but to me, it is definitely a different case, If I don't like you, so be it, I can't pretend to be your friend at all. It is very tiresome acting like a stranger to your emotions."

"Our relationship is based on treatment, ounce you are healed, we will have no ties at all. Am jsmust reminding you of who I am." Kevan couldn't be bothered explaining as he walked passed her without even waiting for her reply.

'Did he just say that rest of the students are pretending to be nice to me, but why would they pretend yet I have never done anything harmful to any of thm. At least Kevan had a reason of hating me but he brought this to himself by fighting with my cousin last night. At the end of all these, students are just wary of my dad.'

Habibah tried to figure it out but she still failed. She couldn't help as she even felt her eyes wet, what Kevan just said right now attacked a serious nerve it seems.

Calming down first, she had to know why he said all that to her, despite the hatred they share, he did t need to be so mean.

Putting herself together, Kevan was already inside their dormitory yet she decided to follow him again.

"Seeing your impatience waiting from outside our house grounds, why not just come in instead, are you really this hungry?" Habibah could feel some helplessness in Kevan's words but she was here for some reasons.

"I'm better out here, get my food, I want to eat." She said yet standing just directly in the door way, Kevan felt like that was ridiculous of her.

After some minutes, Kevan walked out with a transparent polythene bag, handing it to her...he then headed towards the class without a single word.

" This will be the beginning of your demise!" After looking at Kevan's disappearing figure, in all the words inside Habibah's thoughts, she ended up promising not knowing if she was promising Kevan or herself.

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Ken did not know what she was going to do to him of course because he was already in his Chemistry lesson yet not understanding a single word from it, despite his attenion.

H really forced his mind to pay attention but still because of his tired body which lacked rest, he found himself dozing in broad daylight.

"Young man what's your name? " the lecturer asked on reaching my seat and opening my new plain white book on the table before me.

"See, I really don't care about what you are, all I care about is my notes right now, if you don't have my notes there is no point in sitting in my lesson! " Copy? I was already tired of looking at your whatever science whatever work you wrote on the notice board, now that you asked for it, why would I hesitate.

Grabbing my belongings, I left the lesson without hesitation. The lecturer turned to rest of the students and told them to leave his class if any of them lacked a piece of his notes too, it was like the whole class knew that this guy who teaches chemistry was not a joking type so no one had missing notes and none of them left.

'Its like i'm going to make enemies the whole of my first day at school, this is worse than my First Grade for real.' It was hard to tell since it was really his first at this school but alot has happened to him throughout and it was like he has spent months here.

"Ken the tragedy Ken the path to problems.."

"your fate is tragically f*cked up.."

"every grass next to you dries up because of your lifeless manners.."

"sometimes your life is pointless too.."

"you will never be alone, your surrounded by problems anyways.."

"Ken the tragedy Ken the path to problems.."

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"Not bad, what's the title of the song, it's full of dead lyrics so am wondering why does it contain your name in it." It is Klara coming from my back again without me noticing. This girl is just so sneaky!

"Students of my former school used to sing it for me but I did not know why they sang me a very cold song like that till now, I understand why they sang it that way." Kevan helped himself up and sat by the veranda of the ICT lab.

"Sometimes I also do think that song is perfect for me, its just like my real life turned to music and unluckily, it ain't aromatic love song as everyone might thing! This could simply be described as to why the lecturer forced me out of his class on my first day at school." He proceeded.

"Your worrying too much, that guy might have given them three to four pages of notes since the term begun, its just a matter of a night prep to get his notes done so why worry about him." Klara rested just besides him with some simple textbooks in her hands.

"Who said i'm worried about skipping a lesson" Really it was the last thing he could think of doing, worrying about skipping a chemistry lesson! Kevan was everything but worried about skipping a lesson!

It was even his habbit in his First Grade since he used to pass highly well despite his offline attendance.

"Are you really that bold or just playing fool of me? Its not fine to miss notes in this school mostly that guy's Chemistry in all things!" Klara used a knowing voice.

"Haha, no school ain't so stric about rules but, there will always be those who won't hesitate to break one at a time. Here, I went outside the school today and got a flash with the song that we will be performing on that day." Kevan laughed it off since it was not like him worrying so much about what will come.

Despite his character, he was a bit uncomfortable, this thing of making the whole school hate him wasn't his mission.

Thinking about this, Kevan turned and examined Klara for some time, this girl was so cute to be single so him sitting with her shoulder to shoulder was like starting a dry forest on fire. Her boyfriend won't let him off.

I also can't trust my self with such beauties at time, I wouldn't expect anyone to believe me even if I tried to explain that our relationship was not even that much friendly yet.

Thinking about the consequences, it reminded me of our boxing club coach, he used to tell us 'You only respect someone after proof that he needs to be respected'. In this he was trying to mean that there is no respect for the weak.

'And he was true though, my mission ain't about turning everyone in this school into my enemy, why not abstain from trouble when I can?' Kevan was not afraid of that silent enemy that he was yet to make but being ready in the beginning of things was not a bad thing to do.

And with all those thoughts in his mind, without a single word after a deep look at her, Kevan stood steadily and decided to leave.

Before leaving, a warm touched held him gently by his hand, inside of him, he was burning with cries. ' This girl is trying to put me in trouble ounce more!' The reason why Kevan was leaving was just because they were sitting so close to each other that someone might think something is happening between them.

He knew very well that in all these students who were walking passed them, atleast one of them will take these news to the Big Dog and later he will be bitten by it and now that she even grabbed him by the arm like old friends, she was just putting a stamp to it.

Turning around back to her, Kevan looked directly at her face with a questioning look on, "Can you stay a little bit longer?" Klara said now looking down somewhat embarrassed.

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