Days At D.C.A

🌺~19~🌺

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Heartbreak: Overwhelming mental anguish or grief, especially that caused by loss or disappointment.

Symptoms/effects: Easily irritated, sadness, emotional trauma, paranoia.

Worse: Depression/Sadism

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Damien and Aliyah were dating.

Ifechi couldn't process the information well until she arrived on Monday morning.

The pitiful and mocking looks on her classmates face as she arrived school that morning was irking.

It reminded her of the same look her sister had given her the previous night, the look which, if it had a voice, would scream: "I feel bad for you but again, I told you so!"

She pondered on the whole situation through the entire weekend.

Damien liked Aliyah, Aliyah liked Damien. It could only mean that Damien didn't like her.

Why couldn't it have been someone else? Why Aliyah of all people?

The warning signs should have been clearer a week ago, when a certain someone had warned her about being too obsessed with the golden boy.

Perhaps she would have listened, or given it a second thought if it came from anyone other than the boy that barely spoke to her.

Pedro.

They were in the game room, she watched Damien play tennis against Kods while the rest of the gang chilled around a movie that Charles had put on his laptop. Only P.G was as unoccupied as she was.

She felt that he wanted to strike a conversation but was unsure of how to go about it. His uncertainty was amusing to her, not that she had wanted him to talk to her though, she preferred them being just the way they were: non-existent in each other's worlds.

Damien was beating Korede hands down, he scored another point which made Ifechi to squeal in joy. The fair boy turned and gave her a wink before going to the game.

"You've changed so much"

She was surprised to hear him speak. So he had finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"Excuse me?"

"You've changed so much" he repeated, assuming her question for oblivion.

She scoffed. "I heard you before, and what do you mean I've changed? It's not like you ever knew me to begin with"

He didn't say anything for a few seconds after that and she was grateful, until he cleared his throat.

"You're right, I don't know much about you. But I do know that the changes you've made to your appearance can not go unnoticed by even the dumbest of people"

She turned to face him fully first, sizing him from head to toe, whilst trying to comprehend his statement.

"Is that a problem?" She asked.

"Oh not at all, it's not a bad thing, but come on, look at you..your skirt is shorter, you're wearing lipstick and is that foundation on your forehead, you even "slayed" your edges. Girls don't do that much just for it. I can't help but wonder if you're doing this for a specific reason."

"And what would that be? Or are you one of those guys that lamely assume that a girl is trying to impress a boy when she starts paying her looks more attention." Ifechi replied aware of how rude she was starting to sound, but her scowl only deepened when she saw a smirk form on his face.