*** Jeremy's POV continues ***
I peered into her eyes waiting for her answer anxiously.
I don't know what made me to ask this from her, I don't know why I wants her to be my friend, I can't even say what difference I found in her.
She is beautiful but not as sophisticated as Lisa.
Just a glance at her, I had found myself unconsciously falling for her.
"I need an answer from you, please say something" I urged breathing heavily.
"Why do you want me to be your friend, I learnt you detest Nigerians, you hates them with passion, what then are you insinuating.. I'm a Nigerian, a poor one, I'm a hawker hated by almost everyone in this school, I'm not classic or rich, what then do you see in me that made you want to bound friendship with me.. I don't think I can accept that" sh
