Samson's POV

"She's actually very pretty." I said to Sarah who was just grinning from ear to ear as I told her about the girl in my class– Anita.

Anita and I didn't get to talk later, though we were in the same class. When I said to speak with her after closing, she just told me she couldn't talk to me at the moment, after which, she stormed out of my midst. I felt bad actually. It felt as though she didn't feel the need to talk to  someone like me, probably because I'm not of her standard– just saying.

"Hm...Samson's in love." Sarah continued to tease as I told her about Anita.

I laughed. "Don't be ridiculous. How would I fall in love with a girl I just met. Besides, I wouldn't stand a chance. She's rich, I'm poor, she's pretty, I'm ugly, she has everything, I have nothing, well asides from you guys. She's–"

"Stop it Samson. So what if she has the whole world to herself huh? She might have everything she needs, but I'm sure you are way smarter than she is. And never tell yourself that you're ugly, because you're the most handsome guy I've ever met on earth." Sarah said with a lot of emotions.

I scoffed. "You're just saying that because I'm your brother."

"I might be saying it because you're my brother, but I actually mean every word." She stated seriously. "You know what? Let me go to the market to get some food stuffs for dinner before mum gets back home and start yelling at me that I haven't cooked." She chuckled and left.

I sighed and looked around the tiny living room. "Why do we have the poor and the rich? Why can't we all just be the same?" I thought aloud.

I brought out my books from my bag and started revising all that we did today. Yeah, life was that boring for me. I had no phone, no TV to wile away time, 'cause mum sold it one time when there was nothing to eat in the house and we couldn't go out to buy anything on credit because we already owed them a lot.

I wouldn't say I didn't have friends. In fact, I had a lot of 'em but I'm not just the playful type especially when we are not on holidays. I found it a taboo to play while school's still on.

I hadn't finished revising my  books when I heard a knock on the door. Who could that be?

"Who's there?" I waited for a response but there was none. I dropped the book I was holding beside me and stood up to get the door. I opened the door and saw a smiling looking Zainab.

Zainab was my friend. I really didn't like her much because she was a pester, but what could I do? Whereas, Zainab didn't see me as just a mere friend, she saw me as more than a friend. She had a crush on me and wanted me to date her badly. But I couldn't. I mean, I liked her as a friend and not a girlfriend.

"Good afternoon Samson." She waved at me, with a smile plastered on her face. Zainab was also one very pretty girl.

I opened the door widely and paved way for her to come in. I left the door ajar, so no would think we were doing something in here. For crying out loud, we were all alone and anything could happen.

She sat down on the sofa close to where I was sitting before she knocked. "Are you the only one around?" She asked.

"Of course I am or do you see any other person with me?" I rolled my eyes as I walked to where my books were. "Besides, I was studying before you knocked. So what brings you here?" I sat down.

"Aw, I'm so sorry. I didn't know that you were studying." She said with her babyish voice, which made me rolled my eyes. I hated when she used that voice with me. It was disgusting! "Well I was bored at home, so I decided to come see you."

"Why?"

"Why?" She frowned at my question.

"I mean, you have other friends that you could visit, so why me?"

She rolled her eyes seductively. "Samson, you sometimes act like a child. Don't you know you're my crush and I love to see your face and be with you every passing minute?" She wasn't even ashamed to say it to my face. Well, she had told me this before,  so I wasn't surprised.

"Look Zainab, I don't have time for all these. I already told you, I would never date you. You are only a friend, well except you wanna lose that friendship with this your act." I stated seriously.

"Really? You would give me up because I have a crush on you? You should even be grateful that a very beautiful girl like me has a crush on you! I mean, I don't crush on just anybody anyhow." She was on it again. She always said these whenever I told her I didn't want to date her. She flared up always. And she wouldn't talk to me for like days, after which, she would come apologising for flaring up.

"Zainab, if you don't mind, please leave my abode. You are disturbing my tranquility." I said dryly, not in the mood for her rubbish.

She threw daggers before abruptly standing up and stormed out of my house. That's more like it. I really did not care if she was angry with me or not. Not like she was my close friend anyways.

I sighed exasperatedly before going back to my revision.

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Anita's POV

I heard the person cussed as we bumped into each other. "Fuck! Are you blind?!" It was a female's voice and it sounded exactly like Tracy's.

I looked at the person's face and I saw an angry looking Tracy throwing daggers at me. "Tracy, it's...you?"

"Oh hell yes it is!" She bawled.

I opened my mouth to say something but words deprived itself from coming out.

"What do you have to say brat?!" I didn't like the way she was talking to me. I mean, I was her younger sister so why was she talking to me in such manner. She does it a lot in the house, but in school? That wasn't just right.

"Tracy, look–"

She placed her hand in front of my face shushing me. "I don't have time to hear your gibberish, so just shut up. Fool!" She hissed before walking out of my midst.

I stayed mute, imbibing the embarrassment she poured upon me. Ola walked up to me and placed his hand gently on my shoulder. For a split moment, I'd forgotten that they were even with me. "Anita." She said calmly.

"But she's my elder sister." I said faintly. I felt my eyes welled up in tears.

"We know." Susan walked up to me. "We know Anita. But come to think of it, why does she hate you this much?" She folded her arms around her chest, with a perplexed look on her face.

"I really do not know." I sighed lightly. I blinked my eyes to stop the tears from dropping.

"You would have to seat her down and talk this out. I mean, she can't hate you till eternity. You guys are sisters."

"I solidly agree with Susan. You guys have to stop this hatred." Ola added.

"Point of correction, I don't hate her. She's the one that hates me." I paused before uttering another word. "And thanks guys. You both are the best." I pulled both of them for a heartwarming embrace.

"We love you too." I heard Ola say.

We released ourselves. After which, we heard the bell rang and a voice from the school's  speaker told us to return to class immediately.

"Dang it! We didn't even get to eat lunch."

We ran back to the class with an empty stomach.

Closing time came. I packed my books immediately in my bag and proceeded out of the class in a haste. I was one of the few students to leave the class. I half ran to the exit door of the school, when I heard a voice screaming my name which made me halt and twirled around to see who was screaming my name.

I rolled my eyes immediately I sighted Samson running to me. "What does he want now?" I muttered.

"Hey Anita!" He said with his tired voice. He was panting. This was the second time in a day I made him pant.

"What?" I asked dryly.

"Sorry if I'm disturbing you, but we said to see later today." He looked at me straight in the eyes and I was also doing same. His eyes were just perfect, not bulgy, not slim. He had a shade of blue in his iris. He also had long eyelashes.

"I er...look Samson, I don't have time to talk now. I have to hurry home." I said in a rush.

"But–"

I turned back and left. I couldn't possibly speak with me today. I was damn starving. 

'Sorry Samson.' I thought.

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