Days At D.C.A

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Ifechi was too quick to forget about her arch nemesis.

Grace.

She encountered her two days after the incident between Rachel and co.

Rachel had switched seats to be closer to Ifechi, whom she'd seen was the only person kind enough to tolerate her. The rest of her classmates treated her like garbage, and no, they weren't mean to her, at least not directly. But they completely ignored her existence, which to Rachel felt worse than being mean to.

She hated the feeling of irrelevance and invisibility.

It was why she became friends with Aliyah and Grace in the first place- to gain relevance.

And be popular.

"I don't get it, why must I take literature as well when I'm already taking English?" Dami sighed in frustration.

The principal had announced that morning that forms for the UTME exams were out and SS3 students were told to have their four subjects ready for when registration would begin.

"English is a compulsory subject for everyone irrespective of your course" Rachel replied.

"Did she ask you? Over Sabi Sabi" Anita retorted rolling her eyes.

Rachel turned to Ifechi who gave her an apologetic look. The slim girl now sat beside her, occupying Pedro's space. When her former seatmate arrived the previous day and saw Rachel on his seat, he didn't say a word to Ifechi's surprise. Rather, he quietly took the seat beside Rachel on the last row, making him sit two seats away from her.

For some reason, Ifechi was saddened.

"Yeah and you did not even answer my question" Dami added also giving Rachel a mean look. She turned to face Ifechi next, giving her the same look of unbelief she'd been since Rachel started sitting with them. A look that screamed "why the hell did you have to make her sit here???!!"

"Sorry, I was just trying to help" Rachel replied meekly, very aware of the fact that both girls didn't like her.

Soon it was time for break and Ifechi sauntered alone to the tuck shop. She was on her way to class with a cheerful expression on her face when someone snatched the cold bottle of Fanta from her grip.

She stopped abruptly and turned to see who it was.

Grace.

How could she forget?

"What is it?" She asked exhausted. Grace must have seen the happy expression on her face and decided to ruin it.

"What is what?" Grace said feigning ignorance, a mischievous smirk on her lips.

"I don't have time for this Grace, give me back my drink"

"Or what?"

Ifechi sighed, a low drag of exhaustion, she calmed herself down noting that this was just one of Grace's petty actions, like the one she did last time at the field, she would be fine, she knew she would.

"I don't have strength...pls, just give me what belongs to me"

"You didn't hear me before? I said or what?" Grace challenged further.

"Is it at specific times your brain use to touch eh this girl, give me my Fanta jorh"

"Oh this?" Grace said dangling the bottle from its tip.