Chapter 3

　　**** Jeremy P.O.V ****

　　My hand couldn’t just leave my cheek as I found my way to the principal’s office. Till now I can’t just believe that, that cow dung laid his filthy hands on my cheek. I mean.. what gave him the audacity.

　　Oh yuck!!!

　　The slap as really painful that I thought my cheek had gone blaze, it really came unexpectedly. After a long walk, I finally got to the principal’s office, without knocking I pushed the door open and dashed in.

　　“Who the hell…” he stopped abruptly as he found out I was the one.

　　“Jeremy, what is the problem?” The principal asked immediately

　　“I want him arrested this moment” I yelled loudly with the anger written all over me.

　　“Who could that be?” He asked with a grimace

　　“I want that bastardized fool arrested this moment” I yelled again fuming in anger.

　　I was really close to tears, the slap as still hot and was burning my cheek that I couldn’t help but wondered if that was just a slap.

　　“Please Jeremy; tell me who you’re talking about… I’m lost okay.” The principal added

　　I took a deep breath and rubbed my cheek softly to ease the pain.

　　“Can you believe that psychotic fool slapped me” I said

　　“Whatttt!!!!!.... wait a sec, I don’t get you, you mean someone slapped you?” He questioned with a widened eyes.

　　“Who did it?” He inquired inquisitively.

　　“That dick head with a stupid tattoo around his neck” I blurted with anger but just then the principal sighed and shook his head.

　　‘What is it?” I asked confusedly

　　“Did you say he has a tattoo around his neck?” He asked with a drawn face.

　　I nodded like a baby

　　“So what do you want to do now?” he asked

　　“I want him arrested and punished” I replied

　　“Ermm…I … am.. sorry but I can’t do anything to him” The principal said out and I felt my head ache.

　　“What do you mean?... you can’t ??” I don’t get it.

　　“Uhmm… his father is one of the founding fathers of this school; his son has the right to do anything of his choice without anyone shunning him. I’m sorry but I can’t do your request” The principal concluded

　　I felt like rushing to him that moment and strangle to death.

　　“You mean you aren’t gonna punish that chump for slapping me huh?” I asked glaring at him with detest.

　　“I’m sorry… if it had been any other person, I wouldn’t hesitate to expel him”

　　“You know what you’re …. A bald headed fool, I hate you and every single soul of this country. You are all mad!!!” I yelled loudly and dashed out of the office in exasperation, I felt insulted to the core, I couldn’t just help but saw myself as a loser.

　　I can’t just believe that guy would slap me and go scot-free. I think I have to call my father.

　　**** Lisa P.O.V ****

　　The school bell rang for the break over and I walked into the class feeling dejected. I was really angry I couldn’t find my crush, where could he have gone to? I asked myself

　　Not too long later, Fred walked up to my seat where I sat.

　　“Hello beauty what’s up?” he greeted with a wide smile.

　　I just rolled my eyes and turned to the other side. I don’t know why but I think I am starting to really hate this guy gradually.

　　“Oh gosh, Lisa what’s my crime, why the act?” he asked with a soft tone.

　　I just hissed and bend my head on the desk.

　　“Lisa what….”

　　“Just leave me alone this moment…. I don’t need anyone around me, Let me be” I interjected and brought out a novel from my bag.

　　Just as I made to flip the first page, Jeremy walked in.

　　Oh my G!!! He looks so handsome and hot that I couldn’t stop looking at him; his hair was curly with a pointed nose and deep blue sexy eyes which really fitted his skin. I could notice every other girls staring at him dreamily and that made me some ho angry, some were primping, arranging their hairs, redressing their clothes, winking at him but he didn’t even glanced at anyone and that includes me.

　　He walked to his seat and sat down gently then brought out a novel from his bag, as he was reading, I noticed something. His cheeks were a bit reddish in colour, but it still fitted him well.

　　I kept staring at him when the teacher walked into the class.

　　“Lisaaaa!!!!” Mara called out my name making me come back to reality as I was already lost in my world of being with that guy named Jeremy.

　　I turned to my front facing the class board and found the teacher which was a woman staring at me.

　　“What is it?” I asked her angrily.

　　“What were you staring at that made you lost?” She asked and I just rolled my eyes.

　　“If you came here to teach then just go on and stop asking me some annoying questions” I said to her and bent my head on the desk.

　　Not long after the teacher left, I raised my head up and faced Mara.

　　“What do you think I can do to get that guy, I really want him” I asked her in a low tone

　　“Uhmm” she smiled and glanced around

　　“You’ve to ill those stupid feelings of yours that you are feeling for that rude brat. He doesn’t suit you” Kira chipped in immediately making me glare at her.

　　I didn’t ask you to say anything so just shut your mouth!” I seethed and faced Mara.

　　“So tell me what you know… how can I make him mine?” I asked her

　　“Uhmm… well I think you’ve to start by getting closer to him, show him that you’re interested in him,… sit beside him” She listed.

　　“Okay, I’m gonna ty that out” I muttered with a smile.

　　**** Jeremy P.O.V ****

　　“Hello, can I have a word with you?” I heard feminine voice says to me but I just kept quiet and kept my gaze straight, it was the girl at my other side.

　　“Please can I talk to you?” She said again and I glared at her before bending my head to the desk without saying any word to her.

　　I’m so very much exasperated about what has never happened to me before in my life, just occurred today. Someone slapped me and the most painful part of it all is that I couldn’t teach him a lesson.

　　After some hours, the school bell rang for the student departure.

　　I sighed a breathe of relief and grabbed my bag pack and rushed out of the class and headed to the car park and not to long after, my driver drove in to pick me up.

　　I hopped into the car and he rode off.

　　Today is just my first day in school and it was this sour, I wonder how I would cope with my years here.

　　We drove into the mansion and I alighted from the car and walked to by room upstairs.

　　I took my bath and changed into a casual wear which really fits me well.

　　I combed my hair and walked down to the dining table; I ate my food and retired for my room.

　　I regret being in this place, this is the greatest punishment my parent ever gave me. And that reminds me, I haven’t called my parent because I remembered promising them never to call them ever again for sending m to this country and I have disowned them as my parent.

　　I sat on the edge of my bed thinking about my past life back in the state, I couldn’t call anyone from the stat, my father cut off every connection for a reason best known to him.

　　After some time, I stood up and walked out of the house. I felt like strolling around the street.

　　I entered my car and drove off.

　　**** Anne’s P.O.V ****

　　I walked through the street with a tray of orange on my head, it was evening and I was getting tired, the orange were remaining just five and I have to sell it all or there would be no food for me.

　　My name is Anne a 16 year old girl. I live with my stepmother, someone who could be termed as a sadist.

　　I sell fruits for her and have to sell it all or I would sleep with hunger. I felt my body shock in fright a I thought of the fact that I may not finish selling the fruits, Oh God please help.

　　I kept walking all along the roadside in frustrate. Just then, I sighted a car parked at the road side. I walked to the car slowly. I sighted that guy of my age sitting on the bonnet of the car with frustration written all over his face.

　　“Hello” I greeted with a smile and he turned his gaze to me.

　　“Oh my gosh!!” Who is this guy? So hit and charming

　　“What is it girl?” He asked with a gawp stare.

　　“Uhmm…. I just wanna ask if you need an orange” I mumbled and he burst into a loud laughter making me confused.

　　“Hey girl, do I look like a dirty Nigerian as you are huh? How do you expect me to taste those rotten oranges of yours” He sneered.

　　Okay, I never knew he was this rude..

　　“Please why the insult, do you know how disgusting you yourself look? I asked with a frown.

　　“Ughh?” I said in shock

　　“Yeah… I am selling rotten oranges but you yourself is as rotten as ever or can’t you see it in the colour of your skin?” I said in a sarcastic tone.

　　“Get out of my sight you smelly bitch!!!” he yelled and I burst out into a hysterical laughter.

　　“Have you ever tried smelling your body? Uhmm, if you try that you will find out you smell like a cow dung. So, I will advise you always learn how to bath ell before your stinking smell gets out of hand.” I scoffed and walked out leaving the guy shocked.

　　**** Jeremy P.O.V ****

　　I was totally astounded at how that girl insulted me, she really had the nerve and that got me with her insult. I rushed down from the car bonnet where I at and chased her.

　　I grasped her hand from behind forcefully and the tray she had on fell making the oranges sprawl all over the road.

　　“What have you just done?!!!” She screamed with teary eyes.

　　I stared at her without saying anything.

　　“Why did you do that? Why/’ she asked with tears falling off her eyes.

　　I just can’t explain it but I’m sure I felt hurt as I saw the girl shed her tears.

　　I tried pushing off every feeling of pity growing in me but it just couldn’t, The more tears rolled down her eyes, the more I feel pity for her.

　　I insulted you because you started it first. I was just angry because if the way you spoke to me and most of all insulting me and now you have just did the worst to me. Why? You should have slapped me instead of this , I’m so dead” the young girl sobbed.

　　Just that moment, I felt pained as I stared at the girl sobbing and I noticed some tears forming from my own eyes too.

　　“I’m so sorry” I mumbled

　　“You are sorry but what would that change, would it stop my stepmother from beating me up with a broom or would it not make her force me to bed with hunger?” She sulked and bent to pick the oranges which had been smashed.

　　I held her up and cleaned her tears.

　　“I will pay for the loss” I said peering into her glistening eyes.

　　“Really?” She asked shocked

　　“Yeah, I am” I replied and brought out a bundle of money and put into her palm.

　　She smiled and drew out just a hundred naira from the bundle of money and then gave me the rest.

　　“Thanks” She muttered and ran off

　　I couldn’t help the smile which forced itself off my lips that moment.

　　Oh God!!! What is wrong with me???

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