Anita's POV

"Tracy, we've gat to talk!" I repeated for what seemed like a million times, as we got into our apartment.

On our way home, I'd been asking Tracy her reason(s) for despising me, but she kept mute or just pretended to be asleep. I got pissed at a point, but what could I do? I mean, she was my elder sister who I loved, luckily for her.

She rolled her eyes and snapped her head towards me. "Dummy, could you please fuck off?" She said dryly.

She turned to leave, but I immediately stopped her. I desperately needed us to sort our differences out. It was choking to me, even though not to her.

"What goober?" She groaned with her body askew.

"Tracy, we really don't have to be doing this. I mean, we are blood–"

"But not the same." She cut me off, unapologetically. "I'm Tracy, you're Anita. I'm the bad child, you're the good one. You're mum and dad's favorite, but what am i? A low life bitch? A pest or what?!" She spat on my face with a shaky voice. I knew she was hurt and would cry any moment from now. I was lost for words. My mouth was left in agape. I watched her storm out of my midst and ran upstairs to her room, probably. Dang it! I screwed up.

I rushed upstairs to my room to have a cool shower. If you're wondering, well yes, we stayed in different rooms. The house was too big for us to share a room and besides, we were the only kids of our parents.

After I had finished having my bath, I ran down to the kitchen to have lunch. I hadn't eaten lunch if you've suddenly forgotten. I greeted the chef and he replied me with a polite smile.

"So what's for lunch?" I stood beside him, looking at what he was stirring in the pot. It was a vegetable soup and the aroma was divine. Talk more of its sight, which made my mouth salivate.

"Didn't you check the dinning room before coming here?" He glanced at me before facing what he was doing. He was my favorite out of all the house helps that we had.

"Well, both of you lunch is there." He added.

"So why are you preparing this?"

"It's for dinner. Your mum told me to prepare this." He answered, almost immediately.

"Oh." That was all I let out. I hurried to the dinning room. I was literally starving. I got there and saw Tracy already seated having her lunch and pressing her phone at the same time. I spotted my food which was covered, and went to take it away 'cause it was close to Tracy's and I didn't want her draining me with her angry words.

As soon as I was done eating, I took my plate to the kitchen and started washing it.

"Anita, what are you doing?" One of the maids came running to me. "It's our work to do the dishes, not yours." She looked afraid.

"I know. But I'm also gonna  marry someday and I wouldn't wanna come across as lazy. What if we are not so rich and I'm forced to do all the house chores, what would be my excuse then? That I had maids to answer my calling when I was younger?" She smiled genuinely and I faced what I was doing after I'd uttered those words.

"I like you a lot. You're not like your sister."

Obviously, you should.

"You'd better not say that close to her or to my parents." I said instead.

I finished washing the plate, after which, I strolled out of the kitchen to my room. I heard my phone ringing immediately I got in. Who could that be? I looked at the called ID, it was an unknown number. I slid the screen to answer the call.

Caller: Hello.

It was a male's voice and I could bet you, his voice was strikingly deep.
                     
Me: Hello?

I was confused. I couldn't remember giving my contact to anybody, talk more of a guy.

Caller: How are you?

I rolled my eyes. Like you care if I'm fine or not.

Me: Sorry, please who's this?

I said instead.

Caller: You don't know who this is?

Me: Did I give you my number?

He laughed over the phone.

Caller: You're so funny. By the way, you have a very sexy voice.

Me: Could you please go straight to the point why you called?

I wasn't interested in his compliments.

Caller: Woah, calm down girl. Well, I got your number from social media and...I really like you.

Me: So you had the time to stalk me? Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but you wasted your precious time.

And with that, I cut the call not waiting for him to say a word. Like seriously, you saw my picture on social media and you concluded that you liked me already. Who does that? Oh, yes I know. The foolish guy that I just ended the call with!

It didn't take more than a minute, when I heard my phone ring. I looked at the caller ID and it was the same goober. I didn't pick up. He called again. Oh shit! I picked up but dropped the phone on my bed. He kept on talking but I was mute throughout, just listening to him speak and definitely wasting his airtime. No, I wasn't wicked. Like I would say, I was being me. Fuck guys and their lies!

"Bastard!" I heard him say over the phone and he cut the call after which.

I sighed. "I never asked you to call." I plopped down on my king-sized bed. I was bored and didn't know what to do. Living in a mansion wasn't fun after all.

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"Class settle down." Our class teacher said, who was also our math teacher. We had math this morning and guess what, math was one of my favourite subjects.

We all settled down and quieted ourselves.

"Hey, good morning." Samson whispered to me. We hadn't talked since we arrived to school.

I looked at him and he was smiling at me. You know that very cute smile that got girls drooling, that was the smile. Seriously, he was one very handsome guy but still not my taste. Would I ever have a taste?

I gave him an askew look and I noticed a glimpse of hurt on his face. He took his gaze away from me and faced forward. I could tell he was hurt but I wasn't much of a person who cared if guys were hurt from my treated. So he was no exception. After all, they had hurt me before and also didn't care if I was hurt. Boys could be extremely wicked if they wanted to, you know?

"So today, I'm gonna be throwing some questions at you students." Mr Kelvin's voice got my full attention.

"There's a math quiz coming up, so I wanna prepare you guys for it. I don't know why they didn't announce it in the assembly, probably tomorrow. And only two students from this class are gonna represent the school." When he said this, some students turned to look at me but I pretended not to notice. Trust me, I felt like a math guru when they did that.

"We couldn't pick the ss3 students because they are preparing for their exams– weac." And he concluded.

Some students nodded their heads in approval, like they wanted to even participate in the quiz.

"So shall we begin?"

"Yes sir!" Samson said, which made everyone snap their heads at him, including me.

He cocked an eyebrow, like he was mentally asking why we looked at him that way. Well, we looked at him that way because no one was meant to answer Mr Kelvin's rhetorical question. Guess because he was new, so he had no idea.

Mr Kelvin brought out a big book, which comprises of a lot of questions. "First question, find the smallest integer that satisfies the inequality x plus eight less than four x minus fifteen."

Everyone started solving and it didn't take me more than a minute to be done. I raised my hands proudly and Mr Kelvin smiled at me before saying: "You are definitely one of two students representing us." I smiled proudly at his words.

"So what's your answer miss Philips?"

I stood up boldly and everyone was staring at me.

"X greater than twenty three over three or you could just shorten it to a mixed fraction which is seven whole number two over three." I said confidently.

"Wrong." I heard Samson say, which let out a gasp resonated in the class.

"Bet you have a competition." Ola turned to me from the front seat,wiggling his eyebrows.

"What do you mean wrong?" I was annoyed. "You ain't even the teacher!" I placed my hands in akimbo.

"But you ain't correct." He looked at me and smirked.

I rolled my eyes. "What makes you so sure? Besides, you haven't even calculated yours." I spat. How dare he?

"See Anita, you got the answer to the calculation right–"

"Then what are you sa–"

"I'm not done talking Anita." He said calmly, cutting me off just like I did cut him off. "You got the answer to calculation right, but you didn't get the answer to the question. It says here, find the smallest integer that satisfies the inequality and the answer's eight." He concluded.

"Pfft! Say that to–"

"Correct!" My eyes widened at Mr Kelvin's confirmation. No, it couldn't be. "I'm afraid, Samson's correct."

"Why are you afraid sir?" A guy that despised me and I also despised him said, which made some students burst out in laughter.

I rolled my eyes and abruptly sat down.

The bell rang for break and everyone started strolling out. I wasn't an exception and as always, with my closest buddies, Susan and Ola.

"Girl, Samson's also really intelligent." Susan said out of the blues.

"And hot too." Ola added.

"What's with you and him being hot. Are you gay?" She bluntly asked.

"What if I am, will you defriend me?"

"I'd even do worse."

"Yea, homophobia! Well, I'm not gay."

"Hey Anita." I heard someone call my name from behind me. I turned back and saw Samson walking up to me.

"What do you want now?" I folded my arms around my tits.

"Are we now fighting?" He frowned.

"If you wanna see it that way, so be it." I shrugged.

"Well, let's drop that. So ca...can we talk now?" He scratched the nape of his neck.

"Desperado." I muttered. "Why are you so keen on talking to me by the way?"

He chuckled. "Who in their right senses wouldn't want to be friends with a bright student?" I felt my head explode at what he revealed. So he thought that of me?

"But you're also very smart. So be friends with yourself. Or go hang out with your fellow guys."

He was dazed at my words. "It's cool if you don't wanna be friends with me." He looked so hurt and for the first time in a long time, I felt guilty. "But could you please do me a favour?" His voice came out hoarse but suiting.

I pouted my lips waiting for him to say whatever he had to say.

"Hate you!"

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Well well, what do we have there, a cliffy? Ha ha, been a while since I dropped a cliff hanger.

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