Days At D.C.A

🌺~30~🌺

Dedicated to pOsekafore

She bumped into Grace a few days later.

Ifechi was elated that Friday afternoon, for reasons beyond her. She skipped giddily to the sports arena when suddenly her mood dampened.

Grace was catwalking in her direction, a frightened junior student on her tail. When the sassy girl saw Ifechi, her indifferent look was replaced with a mischievous smirk that made Ifechi a bit concerned.

Should she run?

Deciding that Grace was nothing but a pencil in the hand of the creator, Ifechi maintained her poise and only came to a halt when Grace stopped a feet away from her.

"Hi Ifechi"

Hian!

This one Grace was greeting her, was she safe?

"Good afternoon"

"I can see you came back from your trenches. Some guts you have"

Ifechi rolled her eyes at this. "This is my school Grace, why won't I come back?"

Grace let out a dry laugh. "You seem to have forgotten our little discussion from last year. When I'm talking, you listen. Doing other wise has grave consequences"

Ifechi sighed and folded her arms. "Whatever. So why are you here? Do you need something?"

"From you?..." Grace burst into laughter.  "...what can I possibly get from you that I don't have?" Grace said derisively, Ifechi held her lips shut.

"Anyways..I want you to do something for me. Here..." She said grabbing the short pile of books Ifechi had not noticed the junior student carrying.

"Drop this in my locker"

Ifechi looked at her confused. "Excuse you?"

"Did I stutter?"

"Who do you think you're sending, do I resemble a junior student in your eye?"

"Does it look like I care? Don't make me shout Ifechi, take....it!" She said through gritted teeth.

Ifechi looked around her. A handful of students had started to look their way probably wondering what the two who were obviously rivals were discussing. Grace looked around as well and then faced her again with a wicked glint.

"Go on...we don't want everyone knowing your little secret now do we?" She mocked.

Ifechi heart raced faster as she saw the stares increasing in number. Exhaling deeply, she rolled her eyes and snatched the books in one move. "Whatever.."

"Good girl" Grace laughed. "Now make sure you get it to my locker safely, and I don't want to look for anything, not even my pen"

"I'm not a thief Grace"

"You better not be. Hurry along now, I've got better things to do" the girl said with a tone of finality and sashayed off with the junior student still on her tail, leaving Ifechi with a pile of books and a bruised ego.

Life was unfair

She arrived at her class swiftly and walked over to Grace's locker at the back.

Their school had lockers which were like rectangular metal boxes standing vertically and piled up next to and on top of each other. They were thirty in her class and hers was at the bottom on the 5th column. The lockers came with locks, but they were barely used as theft was unheard of.