It had been three days since they had resumed and Ifechi still hadn't said a word to her seat neighbor. The tall, buff, rough looking guy didn't seem to be bothered either but Ifechi decided to be the bold one so she turned to him when the English teacher had left that Thursday.
She looked around the class, some students were gisting and lazying about since it was break time, Damilola was reading a novel.
"Hello" she said to him. He was buried into a book doodling away and it took a look from her to realise he was sketching some figures on his note.
"Um...heyy"
She cleared her throat and he turned to her "sorry I've been...."
She started but he got up and left instead leaving her shocked at his rudeness
"Wow" she could only mutter.
"Wanna grab lunch?" Anita asked
"Sure" Ifechi said grateful to the latter for saving her from such embarrassment.
They walked to the canteen and bought their snacks, Ifechi decided to buy a bottle of Fanta that day. They started coming back to the class and Ifechi was already sipping her drink from the bottle when she bumped into someone.
"Jesus!" A girly voice shrieked, they had collided and the bottle of Fanta spilled a little. Everyone turned to watch the show that was about to happen.
"I am soooo sorry" Ifechi said not even looking at the person, she put the cap of the plastic bottle lightly before looking at the person. It happened to be Aliyah, a fair, pretty girl; One of the short skirt girls as Ifechi had nicknamed them.
Aliyah sat in the front row and hung out with the likes of Grace.
No one needed to tell Ifechi she wasn't her friend.
"Are you mad?!" She screamed again, the whole class was quiet now even the guys that were watching something on a phone they had sneaked in stopped to watch the two girls.
"I said I'm sorry" Ifechi sighed
"Sorry my foot, look at what you've done to my uniform, what am I supposed to do about this and you're telling me sorry, sorry for yourself" she gushed out, Ifechi looked at her, the contents of her Fanta had formed a small orange blotch on her white shirt
"it was a mistake and the stain isn't that bad" Ifechi replied hastily, all she wanted to do was go to her seat and eat her snacks in peace.
"when you go home just wash it immediately small hypo will do the trick" she added shrugging, this made some people to laugh.
"You must be insane!" Aliyah spat "you poured your useless drink on me and all you can say is when I get home I should wash it yen yen yen"
"Aliya she has said sorry na" one of their classmates started to say but the a look from the mean girl was enough to shut her up
"what else do you want me to do?" Ifechi asked irritatedly "Should I wash your clothe for you?" She asked sarcastically.
The series of things that happened next occured so fast that she didn't have time to think about it.
Aliya yanked her loosely closed Fanta out of her hand and emptied the entire contents on Ifechi's body. Everyone's eyes widened.
Ifechi stood there numb for a second barely able to speak
"Are you crazy?!!!!" She finally shrieked staring daggers at a smirking Aliya. A few students passing stopped to watch the drama.
"Now you go and wash your own clothe, small hypo will also do the trick" she said and was out of the class.
"Ifechi..." Anita said coming from behind, no one had noticed her since she stood at the side of the door
YOU ARE READING
Days At D.C.A
Teen FictionHer eyes were on the ball, then it was on Grace, then back to the ball which had flown over the net and was approaching her direction, she reached for it, she tripped, Aliyah came to the save, tossing back over the net, but to a particular side, as...
