Abuja, Nigeria.
Monday,
8:30am.
•Mardiyya•
We were all sitted at the dining table having our breakfast in complete silence, only the sound of the plates and cutlery could be heard until Khalisa decided to speak up.
"Uhm, Khalil this one that you're all comfortable at home, are you sure that you will be accepted into NDA?" She shoved a forkful of chips into her mouth and twisted her lips with a smirk expression, mockingly. This girl likes trouble I tell you!
"I mean...just so you don't end up working under daddy, that wouldn't be so nice" She said and I could see how Khalil was ready to yell at her any moment but I knew why he kept cool. God knows what he would have done to Khalisa this morning if Amani wasn't around.
"And so what? Isn't he my father?" He asked with a tight face. "Oh no Khalil, I hope that's not what you're planning cause I don't want any of my children to have to depend on me and not know the struggles of getting what you want in life" Daddy said.
"Of course not Daddy but please tell this poke noser to mind her business. I wish she was never brought here" He whispered the last part but we all heard him and they all looked at him in shock
"Khalil!" Ya Al-Ameen said in a raging voice but Mami quickly held his hand as he was beside her and signaled Amani's presence.
"I'm warning you for the first and last time Khalil, don't allow me to hear that from you again or else you'll regret it!" Daddy scolded.
Khalisa whom didn't even look like she cared about what he just said continued eating her food and tapping her phone screen nonstop.
"Drop the phone till you're done Khalisa" Mami said and she dropped the phone, quietly.
I sighed and took a quick glance at Amani, her head was completely facing her plate probably not wanting to act like she even heard a thing.
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A group of girls were sitted in the school cafeteria chattering and gossiping about anyone that passes by making them feel awful about how they are dressed even though they are in their respective uniforms. The girls included Hayla Jamil Lawan, Sultana Yusuf, Amal Idris and Cynthia Obi. The notorious SS3 girls whom get whatever they want in a snap of their fingers well except for Aamir Ali Khalifa.
"Hey! Come over here" Amal gestured at the 13 year old boy who's in Js2. He was dead afraid of those girls and was just in the cafeteria to get his lunch, he just had to land with these mean bees today of all days!
"Y-you called m-me, senior?" He stuttered.
"And who gave you the right to come into the cafeteria while we're inside? You don't have any manners, do you?" Sultana, the most wicked of all of them smirked.
Just then, Cynthia opened her water bottle and splashed the water on the tiled floor. "Get down and mop that water clean with your body, oops I meant your uniform".
"No please, please I'm sorry I'll go and you'll never see me here again but don't make me do that, my mom is going to kill me if i stain my uniform please" The poor boy knelt down in tears but not even a drop affected their evil hearts.
"Aww, and do we look like we care? Come on!" Hayla, whom was getting pissed.
The boy knelt down slowly and was about to turn into a mop but he was roughly pulled up by the shoulder and his heartbeat escalated thinking it was one of the girls, just to see his all time crush. She's his senior but who cares!
"Go back to your class, boy." She said emphasizing on each of her words.
He hesitated but the look she gave him made her spin off quickly. His friends surely won't hear the end of it!
"Hey! Who do you think you are to interrupt us and stop us from doing what we please?!?" Sultana Yusuf barked but not even a hair from Amani's skin shifted.
"I'm sorry but what you were doing is wrong and he didn't even do anything to you guys" Amani stated calmly.
"And who are you to tell us what is right or wrong?!" Cynthia barked and Hayla stepped in front of her, maintaining a heated eye contact.
"Who is she even?" Hayla asked with a bored expression.
"Amani Ibrahim from SS2, one of the girls following Papi nonstop" Amal Idris snickered.
"Oh she's that bitch Mardiya's friend right? Classic hoes, Papi belongs to us" Hayla smirked.
"Hayla Jamil Lawan! Never utter such a nasty word against my friend ever again!".
"I don't have time for you, Amani. But just know that you've gotten yourself into trouble! You'll regret messing with me!" Hayla pointed a warning finger at her.
"I would love to see what you can do" Amani walked away with her head held up high. She knows that those girls are bad news but what can she possibly do? Let them see her weak side? Never!
I know, I know, it's short! Bare with your girl😭💔 I'm having badddd cramps and I wanted to update for y'all that's why I just typed.
Next chapter will be long and spicy, I promise!
Amani has some guts 🌚💀.
Byeee🖤
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