After It Happened

"Oh shut up. Which one is Ke-ke now. Camille or Keita please."

I smile knowing how she hates that nickname. Taking her hand, I drag her to class to save both our asses.

"Why are you-"

"I don't want that man's wahala today please. We'll talk in class."

Finding two empty seats we drop our books on the desks and wait for the late teacher.

All this rushing for nothing. Well at least I'm here before him.

"Why were you late today? I didn't see you before my first lesson."

"All thanks to my stupid step brother." As she speaks she glances at Kelechi who is seating two rows in front of us searching for something in his bag.

"I thought your dad brings you to school."

I had to

the sadistic Mr. Fahdia walks into the

results are out. I hope you

first row stares at the teacher

"265 sir."

"For which course?"

"Pharmacy."

"Okay you tried."

eyes as the class turns to

class. So much for learning

with "I haven't seen my results" not excited to announce their results to the

I'm sure they are eager to hear the new boy's result. He just joined us a month before the exams and he is also really

329. I'm planning to study Chemical

gasps mostly from the girl population. Do they think no one notices how they fawn over Kaycee? I glance at Camille and notice the deep scowl she has on her face. His score is

alerts me of Mr. Fahdia's arrival. He is asking a petite girl

so cruel? If he was such a