Chapter 5

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           My  jobless classmates were glancing at me godlessly, all through. As if I had become 'Ariana Grande' overnight.

Everything went well untill the last class. It was music class. Mrs. Rafaella Johnson, our music teacher had taught us how to use all the various musical instruments to play diverse music including the waltz. She taught us a new lesson, asked us to go through the notes and learn how to play it with any instrument of our choice.

Just as Mrs. Johnson completed her note on the whiteboard, all the students grabbed their schoolbags, ready to go home.

“Not yet! Attention please!!” Mrs. Johnson yelled. 

All the students kept quiet.

“There’ll be music competition between our school and All Whites High!” She said, quirking her straight eyebrow.

“Yaaay!!!” the students shouted in amazement.

“Not only that, One student will represent the male while another student will represent the female. Two students will represent each high school so, get ready.” Mrs. Johnson finally concluded.

All the students murmured within themselves, as everyone left for their various destination.

I felt a sharp pain below my belly-button.

'Oh no! Cramps!! It's my time of the month.'

“Miss Anabella Andrews…” She called. 

“Yes Ma'am.” I answered and went to her side.

“Among all the students in Tony Montana High School, you are the best student in my music class. So, you should get prepared for the competition because you’ll surely participate,…ok?” 

“Yes ma'am, I’ll try.” I mumbled as I kept asking myself 'why me' of all students.

“Good bye, Mrs. Johnson!” I finally waved and grabbed my schoolbag.

As I stepped out the music class, someone grabbed me by my arm, took me to a corner and covered my mouth, so I couldn’t speak.

I turned to see who it was... It's Evan. Evan Marcus Thompson. The first child and only son of Mrs. Debra Marie Thomas, the headmistress of the school. 

Evan is no doubt a school brat. He gets whatever he wants however he wants it and no one dares steps his way or else, detention…

Of course, he is Rilynn’s blood brother but the difference between them is as bright as day and night.

He finally pulled his soft hand off my mouth and stared into my dark eyes. And this moment, I had millions of butterflies in my stomach. My poor heart beat a million times per second and I prayed it didn’t burst out 'cause I was over-nervous. 

He stood like a hunting dog who has found a game but I couldn’t stop staring at his perfect face. Evan’s tall,  black, messy hair looked so fondle. 

Jeez! I wished I could run my fingers through his hair as his large dark eyes glittered with the cutest smirk that expressed his gorgeous smile. And his unique eyebrow… Oh! his unique eyebrow made me think of Rilynn. I wonder If Angel Gabriel would make my wish come true with such beauty. As I turned to look at him again, I discovered his perfect alluring smile.

“Ummm…H…hi…” I stuttered, managing to gather all the confidence in me to speak.

“Nothing much, just wanna make something clear!...” He warned.

“Ww…what?” Jordan Marcus come to a low-class girl?…that sounds really odd. Only heaven knows, what have I done this time?"

"Really?" I stared into his sexy brown eyes. Magically, the anger  in his eyes disappeared.

“Actually, I need you to tutor me..” He said gently as he posed in front of me, smirking sexily.

“W…what!… why are you doing this?” I asked nervously.

“Mr. Riot Square directed me to meet you” He replied.

I had no other option than to say this loud. 

“WHY ME ??? Out of all nerds in class.”  'Ooops, I didn’t say that loud, did I?' 

“You sure did! ” He answered with a sexier smirk as he moved an inch closer.

I snapped out of my thoughts, looking more confused. 

“Uhhh…Urrr…so what, so when…rr I mean how do wee-” I rambled, rubbing my sweaty hands.

“I’m doing this not because I want to but because I need to. Mr. Rios said I’ll understand better from you, I know I could be a coward but I'm willin’ to learn. At least, I don’t want to pass out of high school with an 'F'…” 

“Uhh…okay then.” 

“Fine, let’s meet tomorrow.” He chuckled and left. 

What?! As much as I know, Evan isn’t even a serious type! Why now? what has gotten into him to ask me such a favour. Well, should I feel honoured about it or not? He's so ill mannered that he never greets or smiles to anyone. 

At least, I’m not dead. I’m alive and I’m honoured. And very honoured to tutor Evan Marcus Thompson!!.…Isn’t it weird? Everything about Mr.Rios is soo weird; his way of gettin’ a nick-name, eating, walking, talking, asking question, punishing students, making unhelpful announcements and  friendships are so wireeed!,…Uggh!!.

"Give me time to think about it... I'll get back to you tomorrow." I concluded before leaving.

"Better, see you tomorrow then" 

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I went to where Kaylle parked her car but she’d left. I know she didn’t enjoy driving with me so, I have to walk.

As I walked down the streets, I taught about how hectic my day had been.

“This pest’s really tormenting me…my twin sister, my period must be here..” 

Rilynn Thompson and I had been friends since two years now. She was new in school and she looked so naive but that added to her beauty instead.

I couldn’t stop staring at her wavy blonde hair, crystal blue eyes and her beautiful light skin. Rilynn is a beauty I’ve wanted to be identified with. She sat beside me during lunch. She kind had bruises at the nape of her neck that was almost transparent. 

With the way she shivered that day, my heart really felt her pain. Nobody in school knew that Ril was the headmistress daughter.

“Hi dear, sorry about that.” I winked.

“About what?” She pretended with a low angelic voice.

“The bruise” I reminded.

“Oh.. ” She muttered slowly.

I smiled, gave her a little nod and gathered my self confidence.

“My name is Anabella Andrews in grade 9.” I introduced.

“I’m Rilynn Thomas in grade 8.”  

She replied. 

With time, I got to know that Rilynn had been maltreated by her own mother. She schooled at All White College before she got transferred. Rilynn is in the same class with our Kay... I mean my step sis.

Why she got transferred was  because her mother blamed her for all her misfortunes. So, she now lives with her maternal granny. Mrs. Debra said she’ll provide all her expenses but she won’t be her favourite. I’m going through lots of pain and maltreatment now but I can’t tell anyone about it, about my secret. Not even Rilynn Blonca Thomas. So, that was how our friendship all started.

“But I wonder why blood could be soo distinct. I know they’re really charming angels but why is Ril’s eyes blue and Evan's black; his hair black and short while her's is blonde and long? Evan must have taken after his dad." I guessed.

"I’ll ask Ril about it tomorrow.” I concluded.

Finally, I got home.…

So weak and powerless.

😥😔😥😔

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I met Princess Kay at the corridor, chatting with pineapple juice in her left hand. She watched me grumpily as I went in, wondering... Was it because Evan? Did she see what happened? Whatever...

I quickly rushed to the bathroom to check myself. Today’s friday and 'My Calendar' says my twin sister is coming on monday, but everything is for the better. Now, I'm at home. No stains, no check.

“Oh no!…She’s here!. My twin sister’s here and I'm stained!” I muttered.

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A/N

Please note.. When I say my twin sister, I mean 'my period' or 'my time' as most people call it. 

H