Crushes

BIG FIGHT

I sucked in a deep breath and entered the school , what awaits me, I do not know.

The first person I saw was James, I didn't call out to him. I wouldn't even if I wanted to. James hated it if someone shouted at him, or even called out his name from a distance. I couldn't stop my heart from beating loudly. it always does that just at the sight of James.

when James and I were little, we bought fortune cookies and while his cookies had all the good fortunes, mine had the bad ones. I feared then I was cursed. now we are both grown, he sometimes joke that I have terrible luck, such was my luck today that the first person I was running into was pretty miss Perfect - Deborah. I summoned up faux courage and just prayed that she would walk past me.

I look around when I was certain that she was seeking me out, there was no place to hide.

Surprisingly that on the first day of the new week she was not walking around with her ladies, the girls who adored her so much...

I mean who wouldn't, Deborah was literally perfect. it didn't help that her dad was my father's friend so, we were really forced in the same circle while growing up. I know my glad would be glad if we were besties but some things just don't work out.

"What now Deborah?" I groaned. I really did not want to deal with her. thinking about it, there was nothing tangible to hate about Deborah, she wasn't whinny like other mean girls. Students adored her because they believed that she was kind...

Maybe she was unkind to me alone.

"You are late again" Deborah stated. I had no idea what my being late had to do with her. it didn't help that she was the school's president and her father the principal.

"And?" I managed to ask. it took a lot of efforts for me to talk to Deborah. She always finds a way to make me feel small. She didn't spare me a glance as she picked the dirt under her perfectly shaped fingers. I waited for her to talk.

"I think Mrs.Ezeh would like to hear that you're late... Again for the fifth time in a row. my heart fell. I wouldn't want Mrs Ezeh to be disappointed in me anymore than she already had. She was the only woman who actually believes in me.

I groaned, like ugly groaning sounds. I could not do anything but imagine I am shooting daggers at miss perfect.

Deborah was the opposite of me, perfect size, perfect feet, perfect talk, perfect grades, perfect walk , perfect grades, even perfect breasts. What was there not to like?

No wonder James likes her.

"What do you want?" I squeaked. She could have anything but she found her sick Joy I. getting me to do stuffs for her.

" My assignment...

I'd want it ready by weekend"

"What?". I haven't even done mine. Can't you see that it's much?" I almost screamed, earning stares from passersby. " I know you can do it and I don't care how you get it done. You should come by during lunch to get what I've already started on" She simply stated and walked off

I imagined dragging her by the hairs but then Mrs Ezeh terrifies me.

I sighed loudly, what a terrible way to begin the new week...