Eliza's POV
"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!" Everyone sang. Chioma beamed, her eyes glistening.

Don't tell me she wants to cry now. I thought.

"How old are you now! How old are you now!" We all finished the song. Now it was Chioma's turn to sing. I knew she would twist her voice, singing with her nasals.

Chioma has always wanted to have a pretty good voice for singing but luck wasn't on her side. She even went ahead to force her parents to hire a voice coach that would train her but it yielded no fruit. The voice coach told her that 'she's not there yet', meaning, she doesn't have that talent. But despite what everyone told her,she still thought she could sing like Simi. We had no choice but to agree with her.

We all spelt out her name "C H I O M A. She cut the cake with a pink bold 16 on it. I don't know why girls like the colour pink. It's too fancy. I prefer blue.

" HIP! HIP! HIP!" The Emcee shouted.
"Hurray!" Everyone echoed as Chioma cut the cake. Simi's music 'Joromi' filled the air. Simi has always been Chioma's favourite. So why not play her song, right?

Chioma hurried over to Isaac, took his hand and led him to the dance floor. He reluctantly followed. Everyone joined them as well.

That was when I realized that I needed a drink. I walked over to the bartender asking for wine. You know, the nonalcoholic kind. It tasted of cherry. I glanced around, there were few chairs,occupied with people while the rest were dancing. Luckily I noticed an empty chair across the room. I had to find my way through the crowd to get to the chair.

I think someone pushed me mistakenly and I spilled the wine on a white dress. I was so shocked. I quickly apologized but when I looked up, it was that saucy girl, Chika, glaring daggers at me. When I immediately opened my mouth to utter an apology again, a hot tight slap crossed my cheek, her long nails piercing through my skin.

Everyone stopped dancing, they were already staring at us. I noticed some of them bringing out their phones and started flashing lights at us.

I was highly mortified and beyond furious. Hot anger seeped through my veins, rising to the surface.

"You devil! How dare you!" She screeched.

I wasn't even in the mood to shout back at her. I clenched my fist, raising it to throw a hard punch at her, making sure she got a bruise on her hideous face but a strong hand covered my fist mid-air. I struggled to free myself but couldn't. I glanced up and it was Isaac again.

"Isaac, let me go!" I snapped at him.

Instead of doing exactly as I said, he quickly threw me over his shoulder, leaving the scene. I was so irate. I started kicking him and struggling.

"Stop fighting me" I heard him groaning.

I was still screeching, I noticed Chika smirking and Chioma, widely shocked with her mouth agape.

When he took me outside, I didn't realize how late it was. As he put me down, I calmed down and attempted to go back inside but he blocked me.

" Stop this!"

"What! Are you her guardian angel now?! Move!" I snapped at him, but he made no attempt to move.

"It's over! Forget it."

"Over! Over! It's not over until I say it's over! Now move out of my way!'"

"And then what, huh! Are you ready to deal with the consequences later on?!"

" I don't care about the consequences!"

" Oh really, well let me remind you that she is the senator's daughter!"

"And so what! After i'm done rearranging her face, no one would be able to recognize her, not even her father!"

"You are not thinking straight, Eliza, calm down"

"Isaac, move" I growled. Next thing I knew, I was engulfed in his arms in a tight hug. I was startled at the gesture.

"What are you doing?" My voice came out muffled because of my face on his shirt.

"Calming you down" He breathed.

I must say, I really liked being in his arms. His scent enveloping me, I felt all warm inside. The calming gesture really worked.

After a while, he asked if I was calm.

I didn't want him to let go. I don't know where all these emotions came. It was so foreign to me.
" Yeah" I breathed.

He released me. He was staring at my face intently.
"You have a little blood on your cheeks" He gestured towards my cheeks, reaching into his pocket and brought out a handkerchief.

"Huh? Oh" I took it from him, dabbing it on my cheeks. "Thanks" I was so nervous I couldn't meet his gaze.

"You're welcome" He smiled.

Damn that smile.

Oops, Sorry God, for the curse word. But I think I'm starting to develop a crush on him.

So guys, do you love Simi?
Cus I do.

In case some of you don't know. Simi is a Nigerian musician.
I call her "Duduke"
Up until now, I don't know what it means. Someone can translate that for me.

I hope you're loving this, guys.

What do you think Isaac is protecting Eliza from?

Why is he hovering around Eliza?
What's his deal anyway?

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