After It Happened

Chapter 17: 16

"Oh shut up. Which one is Ke-ke now. Camille or Keita please."

I smile knowing how she hates that nickname. Taking her hand, I drag her to class to save both our

asses.

"Why are you-"

"I don't want that man's wahala today please. We'll talk in class."

Finding two empty seats we drop our books on the desks and wait for the late teacher.

All this rushing for nothing. Well at least I'm here before him.

"Why were you late today? I didn't see you before my first lesson."

"All thanks to my stupid step brother." As she speaks she glances at Kelechi who is seating two rows in

front of us searching for something in his bag.

"I thought your dad brings you to school."

"Yeah he traveled with Cassiopeia for business stuff I think. I had to wait for my lazy step brother to get

ready for school."

"Oh okay." I end the conversation as the sadistic Mr. Fahdia walks into the classroom.

"Good day students. So I heard your results are out. I hope you guys did well. Aisha what did you get?"

The first girl in the first row stares at the teacher wide eyed.

"265 sir." Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"For which course?"

"Pharmacy."

"Okay you tried."

I roll my eyes as the class turns to a

'Broadcast your Jamb score' class. So much for learning Chemistry.

Some students quickly replied the man with "I haven't seen my results" not excited to announce their

results to the whole class.

When it reaches Kelechi's turn, my ears and every other person's perk up. I'm sure they are eager to

hear the new boy's result. He just joined us a month before the exams and he is also really smart.

"Umm I got a 329. I'm planning to study Chemical Engineering."

I swear I hear gasps mostly from the girl population. Do they think no one notices how they fawn over

Kaycee? I glance at Camille and notice the deep scowl she has on her face. His score is higher than

her 318. Sibling competition at its highest. I stifle a laugh at her reaction.

I'm shaken from my almost slumber by Camille as she subtly alerts me of Mr. Fahdia's arrival. He is

asking a petite girl who is beside Camille. The girl mumbles her score to him and he scoffs making her

sink lower in her seat.

Why is this man so cruel? If he was such a big shot in secondary school, what is he doing here?

Camille mumbles a 318 to the teacher. The man impressed by the result just had to announce it.

"318. Wow. Another wonderful student."

Camille flinches as she glances at Kelechi who wasn't even paying her attention.

"What course?"

"Medicine and surgery sir"

"Over to you Miss Abioye" he says with a sneer.

What did I do to this man?

"I don't know sir."

"What do you mean you don't know? Haven't you checked?"

"No I haven't"