This chapter is dedicated to Chinenye222
Sorry for not updating sooner.
Rumours began to fly that Ifechi and Damien were dating.
With her increasing popularity and his already established fame, and the number of times they made appearances together, even the Juniors said stuff.
She half liked the rumours, half didn't, because a part of her was scared, insecure, worried about breaking her friend's heart.
She couldn't explain the relief she felt after an encounter with Damilola that Tuesday afternoon.
"Do you like my cousin?" She blurted, ifechi was taken aback, not by the question, but by the revelation of the relationship between the two.
Damien and Damilola were cousins? And she had been thinking all these while that they were dating or at least exes.
If they were dating, how do you think she will allow you to be so close to her boyfriend? Her subconscious mocked. She ignored the feeling of stupidity that ate at her gut and replied.
"I don't know"
Dami's eyes grew thinner and her inquisitive look turned into a glare.
"What do you mean you don't know, or are you playing with his feelings" her voice was calm, but Ifechi knew she was just holding back from lashing out at her reply.
"No no I'm not, I'm just...." She exhaled. Should she tell Dami? Could she trust her? Deciding to, she finished. "I am very insecure"
Dami's expression showed her surprise.
"You, insecure?"
"Uh-hmm" Ifechi bit her lips and nodded.
"But...why?"
Ifechi told her everything, how she felt plain compared to the other girls in their set that flocked around him, how she thought he was too "cool" and "rich" for her. She always felt like an outcast among his group of friends, and she partly dreaded going to the game room where they flocked for fear that she would be humiliated. It wasn't Damien's fault, she was sure, it was just the feeling of subpar that ate her up and even though her reasons were vain and pathetic, she knew it was the truth.
When she was done Dami looked at her from a whole new perspective. How could Ifechi, the prettiest, confident and the most smartest girl she had ever seen in their school feel like she wasn't enough for the dofus she called her cousin, it was too hard to believe.
At this point, she felt sorry for the poor girl and it wasn't like her to give assurances but she did anyway.
"I don't think you need to worry about not being good enough for my cousin. He likes you, very much"
Ifechi's eyes lightened "he does?"
"Yes na, or you think he will spend his hard earned pocket money to get you stuff if he didn't"
Ifechi frowned. Dami rephrased he statement.
"Ok that one is not true, he's an MMS, he will spend on anybody he feels like spending on, that's why all these gold diggers are attracted to him"
"Did you just call your cousin a Mugu money spender?" Ifechi asked on the verge of laughter.
Damilola rolled her eyes "duh! It's the truth" and then her serious face was back on.
"Don't ever think you're not enough for someone, it creates room for disrespect and settling, if you like my cousin and he likes you back, let no feeling of insecurity be in your way. Be confident on the inside just as you are on the outside"

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