I thought she was a kid! How can it be possible. She’s way too small to be in the same class! Plus, she has that bitchy attitude. Little devil.
‘Hey! You’re so cute.’ Why are these girls crowding her. They should be careful around her. ‘Do you know anyone in class??’
‘Yup!’ I hope she doesn’t tell my name. ‘That one!’ *cough* ‘What? Me?’
‘I don’t know why is he pretending to not recognise me. I clearly saw his expression when I entered the class.’
*Girls laughing* That girl needs to stop.
‘I scolded him yesterday for smoking. But he wouldn’t stop.’
‘Really? You did?’ Great! Now they’re discussing about me! In a negative way.
‘Why don’t you shut up?’ It’s time for my turn. ‘If you keep talking like that you won’t get to finish your meal. Kid!’ *Grin*
If I waste my time here listening to her I’ll never top the class. I better go to the library and study.
*In the library*
Whew! At least it’s peaceful here. I’m so glad. OK…so where do I start.
*Few hours later*
‘*sigh* I’ll go home now. Wonder what time is it?’
‘It’s closed. How are you planning to go home now?’
‘What?!!’ It’s her. ‘What are you doing here? And why didn’t you tell me if it was closing so soon.’
‘I’m here because I have no friends. And I didn’t tell you it was closing because you were so engrossed in your books.’
‘I’ll call Dan. Uff!’ I took my phone and I called Dan. It’s taking him so long to get here.
‘Where do you live?’ I need to atleast start a conversation.
‘You’ll get to know soon.’ And then she smiles. ‘What is your name?’
‘My name is Zane. Zane Grayson.’
‘Zane?’ She’splanning to say something now. I can tell. ‘It means “Gift from God”, such a nice name.’
‘Really? I didn’t know. What about yours? I mean the meaning of Zuri?’
‘Someone good and beautiful.’ She smiles again. So innocent.
‘Good and beautiful?’ She’s good and beautiful? *laughing*
‘What’s so funny!!’ *The door opens and Dan comes to the rescue*
‘Sir. Are you alright?’ Dan really is trustworthy.
‘I am alright. Take me to the car. And give this young lady a ride home as well.’
‘That’s okay. I’ll go home with dad. He’s the principal.’