ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛᴇᴅ (ᴛᴇᴇɴ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ) ✔️

CHAPTER TWELVE💜

"Usain Bolt!" Ashley says in a mock tone, immediately they walk into the lab. Meanwhile, Nathan heads straight to a corner, she could see
him, bring out his cell phone, with the corner of her eyes.

"You should continue running na. Or you don't have legs again?" Ashley says, all these while Cherish
kept mute.

If there was one thing she was regretting, it was running away. It was obvious Ashley hated her, but she didn't remember doing anything to him, that would warrant all these unnecessary punishments.

"And you don't have mouth to talk?" He suddenly asks. Making Cherish look up to him. Their eyes locks that moment. Cherish blink twice, looking away uncomfortably.

If she spoke, problem. If she didn't also a problem. Ashley was abnormal, and she wasn't going to
join him, in his abnormality.

"Pick that towel, and clean all those equipment," Ashley says. Cherish moves involuntarily. None of the equipment was dirty, she was sure
of that, because she was the one who cleaned them, the previous time.

She gradually walks down to the tables, without uttering a word. She wasn't comfortable anymore,
because Nathan was openly staring at her ass.

This wasn't the first, neither was it the second or will be the last. He always does this. The way he spoke,
his body language, she never liked been around him. Although he was one of the few seniors, who didn't
have issues with her.

"Fine Rihanna!" A name he normally called her. That was the name is always called her, it wasn't that big, although her forehead was a little bit big.

One of the things, Ashley used to insult her. His was always painful. Something like. "Shey it's that your
Orgor that's confusing you?" or maybe "Carry that your Orgor and get out of here!"

What had she ever done to Ashley? Something she always asked herself.

She doesn't respond to him as usual. She continues cleaning the beaker.

"Senior! I have a class now." She didn't know when she blurted that out. She knew it was her sudden
discomfort that triggered it. She wasn't comfortable being so close with a boy.

She was scared of Nathan, no denial, She didn't like being around him. He was an open flirt. She always saw him with different girls.

Unfortunately even her best friend Zara.

Looking up, only to meet Ashley smooching with a senior, who she dreaded. Or would she say, was
scared of?

She could see Ashley had totally forgotten about her, because he was busy in the act with Ukeme.
Wondering when she got there, she takes he head down slowly.

"Don't worry he would soon let you go. Next time, don't run off like that, it's disrespectful. Especially
when it's the Senior Prefect calling." Nathan tries to explain.

As President Buhari?

That was what got into her mind. Here she thought Nathan was a little bit normal, turns out Ashley is
better off.

"I didn't know he was calling me." She says lying through her teeth.

"I was late for class. So I started
running." Cherish explains. Meanwhile Nathan picks one of  her braids and starts playing with it. With all seriousness. while she continued concentrating on the same beaker. That was the only thing she had made her mind to touch. She wasn't going to touch
another thing.

"Cherish go to your class." Cherish recognized the voice immediately. Looking up only to meet Eva.

Senior Eva was always there whenever she needed help, although it seemed mysterious, so long as she always helped. She got it off her mind.