Enemy at her base

STATUS: FRENZY AND COOL

Pearl's POV

"Pearl, meet Natasha, my Girlfriend" Greg spewed the rubbish he called words out of his mouth and I couldn't help but wonder if this guy still has brains left in that skull of his. 

"Like I give a damn" I looked at them looking at me with surprise. We had promised to live as strangers, why bother me with his life issues?. 

I went up to my room and screamed into my pillow. 

Of all girls, why Natasha Collins. I've hated that girl since like forever, we both went to the same secondary school together and we were even roomies. The hatred we had was right from home and I love the fact that I hate her. She was the Mrs goody two shoes, always doing things as if she was the best woman in this whole wide world. Her existence is choking me and I feel like dying anytime I see her. She tormented the life out of me in secondary school, calling me Hausa goat up and down. I hates this girl so much that the four walls of the world are feeling it already. 

I took out my phone to call my best friend, Peach. 

"Wrong time, woman" I could hear her groaning from her side. 

"Best time ever. Guess who I just saw?" I asked her. 

"Brad Pitt, you mean you just saw that gorgeous man" We both crushed on Brad Pitt once but hers is extreme. To an extent that every movie we watch at all our sleep overs are his movies. 

"Shut up you dimwit, I just saw Natasha Collins" I declared

"The same bitch who Finn cheated on you with" Yes, that's right. We all went to Loyola university. Me, Natasha and Finn. I had introduced Finn to Natasha when we met once at the cafeteria. I thought it ended there not knowing, that was the beginning. 

I had gone to Finn's place on that Saturday that also happen to be our anniversary only for me to see her right on top of my man. I know it's not right but I still did it. 

I scratched the life out of Finn's face letting Natasha know I could have done the same thing to her but because she's a woman like me, I wouldn't. 

The news spread like wildfire on campus and before I knew it, I was given the feminist award of the year. Some blessings are truly in form of a curse. 

"Babe, are you there?" my friend screamed at the other end of the line

"Sorry I spaced out babe. Yeah same Natasha Collins"

"Where and how did you even meet her?, I want the full gist from you. You know what, I'm on my way to your house right now. Just give me ten minutes" she didn't even allow me to warn her of the unseen future before she dropped the call. 

Truly truly I tell you, it was not even up to ten minutes when I saw my friend walk into my room, looking as if she has seen a ghost. 

"What was that in your living room?" She asked walking up to sit beside me on my bed. She also dropped her hunter's bag on the bed, i don't know when this chick will stop carry big bag like that of hunters. 

"What do you think?, same Natasha Collins" I confirm her suspicion

"I thought that girl died already, I mean a long time ago. What is she doing here and of all places, your home?"

"She's Greg's girlfriend and she'll be staying here till only God knows when" I told her. 

"I don't understand you, Greg's girlfriend? Why will Greg bring his girlfriend into his marital home" She inquired

"That's because we agreed to live together as strangers and not as couple" What followed was a strong hit at the back of my head. 

"What did I do?" I screamed from the impact of the head slap

"That was for agreeing to the most dumbest thing in this whole world, you dimwit" She glared at me. 

"It's more like he agreed to it and not the other way round, at least it was me who brought up the proposal" she opened her mouth wide in surprise

"Are you dumb?, why will you suggest such a thing, you this long neck antelope"

"When he's always complaining about what I do or say?, what do you think I should have done?" I said holding the back of my head as I glared at her. 

"Things were not like this in secondary school. You guys didn't even know each other existed and now that you did, you're out at destroying each others reputation"

I looked at her questionably. 

"We didn't go to the same secondary school" I declared

"We did, that's why I told you then that it was not always about the book. If only you had lived in the moment a bit then, things might be different now" I dropped my hand from my head and started wondering if what she was saying was true. I never met Greg once in secondary school. 

"We need to find a solution to this issue on ground, you lost your boyfriend to Natasha and now your husband. Even if you don't like Greg, you can't allow Natasha to have him too. You won't have him and she won't" She declared

"I can't do anything to it, I don't want to fight for any man's attention" And that earned me yet another slap at the back of my head. 

"Who's asking you to fight for his attention. He's not even the president's son. All I'm telling you to do is find a way to get Natasha out of this house. Attention my foot" she made funny noises with her mouth as she stood up from the bed. 

"Okay, so what do you think I should do?" I asked knowing fully she was going to say something dumb and stupid. 

"Declare a war on Natasha, get her out of your house in three weeks. If you hate her, I don't think you'll want to see her face, almost everyday. So get her out before she gets you out".