"Have your seats! We have a new student in our midst. His name is Dylan Parsons" Her cold voice sank into my skin.
You know what they always say, be careful what you wish for, I wished for a cute boy and I got him aka Ratman or should I call him Dogman? Nope! Dogs are to perfect for him.
Life can't get any depressing than this.
Oh, that is what the good innocent me thought till reality dawned on me Because of the new student, our seats were rearranged.
Guess who will be sitting at the front of me?
My seat was always at the left, close to the window at the front row and Chioma was at my side. Now, I am to sit on the chair behind my former seat. Chioma still remained on her current seat because she has a little problem with her eyes.
So lucky! Sometimes some things that look like a curse could be blessings in disguise.
I had to one: Move from the spot and desk that I loved so much. We had been through a lot together *sniff* and two: Seat behind the one and only Dylan Parsons.
Pls can I get a round of applause.
*Silence! Cricket chirping*
Ah! He deserves that.
I sat at my new seat with rage while watching Dylan who sat on 'my!!' seat.
Oh, this guy has something coming for him and it's coming hot.
Our Proprietress finally left the class which gave way for uncontrollable noise. They were just trying to pass a message to the new guy.
This is SS3, crowned class of destruction, noise and updated people. They are not ashamed of who they are but proud to be an SS3 student.
I do love their self confidence. I can't lie. It helped me to be more confident of myself.
Dylan didn't look like he was a bit bothered by it instead he looked like he liked it. I didn't take my eyes off his stupid head. I folded my arms and stared with the annoyance in me.
"Wow! My head feels like it's burning. Do you have lasers in your eyes?" Dylan turned and faced me with a smirk.
"Ha ha! Really funny," I scoffed.
"Hey dummy, don't frown like that it doesn't suit you" he placed his index finger between my brows. I slapped his hand off.
"Ouch! I was only helping you. Why are you so angry? Geez!" He whined.
"Because you happened!"
"Ouch! Again that hurts" he dramatically placed his hand on his chest.
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Why are you in my life?" I questioned.
"What a strange question? you are the one in my life not the other way around" He said.
"How? I mean you destroyed 'my' first lesson then you showed up at 'my' school and took 'my' seat. I bet the next thing you would take are my friends and my position as the student with the highest score in the class" I retorted him.
"Wow! You are so self-absorbed. Firstly, I was being tutored by my cousin before you showed up so... You came into My Life. Secondly, I just happened to have changed my school to this school and sat on a chair that doesn't have your name on it. Lastly, I would consider taking your friends and highest position because once again your name isn't written on it".

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