Friends Or Lovers – Episode 1

((FRIENDS OR LOVERS))

 

 

 

 

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friends or lovers

 

 

( Me or her)

 

 

He never liked me

 

 

Chapter one

 

I look around my pink painted room, all the pictures with him

 

All d things we have done together, all the memories but none of dis matters anymore cos am leaving.

 

But what really baffled me is dat all dis memories dat we shared, will I forget after I leave.

 

Will I still remember it, I wish I’ll forget them as soon as I leave dis city, all our memories should remain in dis city as soon as I leave.

 

I just want to forget about him, about d guy who was neither my friend nor lover.

 

“Ife” ( meaning love) my dad called me.

 

 

“Yes papa,” I said.

 

“The bus is here,” he said.

 

“We should get going,” he said.

 

“Ok,” I said and went to him.

 

I look at my room for d last time.

 

“We should go,” he said putting his left hand on my shoulder.

 

“Ok,” I said smiling.

 

“Good bye,” I said to my room and followed my dad out.

 

“Ife,” my mom called me.

 

“Yes mama,” I replied.

 

“Is dis what u really want?” She asked.

 

“Yes mama,” I said and smiled.

 

“Let’s go then,” my mom said and we all entered d bus.

 

My dad was sitting with the driver while me and my mom were at d back seat.

 

I look at d city for d last time.

 

“Goodbye,” I said as a droplet of tear fell from my face.

 

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My name is ifemi, age: 16, d only child of Mr and Mrs oluwabori.

 

Papa works as a bankers while mama works at a company.

 

We are just like every other average family.

 

To my dad, am d most beautiful creature on earth but dat is not really d case.

 

Not everyone thinks like my father.

 

Yes, am beautiful. But people make jest of me especially my really thin body.

 

Like tunji my former classmate will say.

 

She has no front no back but has a big mole on her face.

 

My nickname in school was big mole.

 

My biology teacher will say I would have been one of d most pretty girls in school if not for d mole on my face.

 

Bcos of my face, I have no friends at school or maybe dat is what I think.

 

I don’t really keep friends but dat changes when dis guy came to our school. Victor, we call him vic for short.

 

Vic is handsome and very attractive guy, smart and tall. Everyone wants to be his friends or get lucky and become his gf but among all d people in d school, all d students in d class. He choose him to be his friends but not just his friends but his best friend.

 

Despite d fact dat am big mole.

 

He choose me to be his friends.

 

At d time I was around 14 in sss 1.

 

But he started changing when we got to sss 2 second term.

 

He started acting like he was want to be more than a friend, like he likes me.

 

 

At least dat was what I thought.

 

He brought things for me, took me out, he even brought me a flower on valentine’s day and pecked my cheeks dat same day.

 

I got home and asked my mom and she told if a guy did dat, it means he likes u.

 

I held on to my mom words, and i started developing feelings for vic.

 

Thinking he also liked me but I discovered I was wrong.

 

A few months to the present

 

Ife pov

 

It was a beautiful Monday morning, the first day of resumption.

 

I stood up from my bed and quickly went to my toilet, brushed my teeth, took my bath.

 

I was so happy and excited, after a long holiday I get to see him.

 

I put on my ironed uniform, a orange short skirt with a white t shirt and my orange jacket. I packed my hair in a desirable style.

 

It is the first week of resumption so we are free to do any hairstyles.

 

I pick my powder and applied it.

 

And my lips glows not d coloured one.

 

I look at d mirror and scoffed.

 

‘Why bother looking?’ I thought.

 

I pick my pink bag and left my room.

 

 

“Good morning mama,” I said to my mom who was serving breakfast.

 

“Wow, my daughter is looking beautiful” papa said.

 

I wished he’d never talked.

 

“Thanks papa,” I said.

 

“Come and have breakfast,” mama said.

 

“No, am late” I replied with a frown.

 

“But dis is just 7: 02” she protested.

 

“Am late,” I said.

 

“See u guys later,” I said and ran out of d house.

 

“Am so happy,” I said.

 

I picked my phone from my skirt pocket and plugged my earpiece and put on a music.

 

Happy by Pharrell, d song dat match up with my mood.

 

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I arrived at school around 8: 15, they were done with d assembly.

 

“Big mole is late,” one of the most stupid teacher in d school Mrs afolabi said.

 

“Good morning ma,” I greeted.

 

“Morning, u better hurry on to ur class now” she said.

 

“The physics teacher will soon come to ur class” she said.

 

 

“Thank u ma,” I said and went to my class.

 

My class is at d top in d building, we have two class at d top.

 

Our school oba ( meaning king) is one of d best in the city.

 

It is a big school and have every equipment a student needs.

 

I entered d class, luckily for me the physics teacher wasn’t in class.

 

I went to my seat and sat down.

 

Me and vic sits together.

 

Our physics teacher came in and gave us a classwork and left us.

 

I didn’t see vic through out d first lesson.

 

I looked around and saw vic sitting with Esther one of d most beautiful girl in the whole school.

 

She joined us during the sss 2 third term.

 

I don’t like her, to me she seems like an hypocrite.

 

‘But what is vic doing there?’ I thought.

 

They were talking and laughing.

 

We were asked to submit our classwork to our class capitan Ibrahim.

 

He collected d classworks and left for d physics teacher.

 

“Big mole, how are u doing today” tunji asked hitting my table.

 

“Not now,” I said.

 

 

“Why? But dis is the time I want” he said smiling like the bully he is.

 

“Leave her alone,” vic said walking to us.

 

I smiled when he reached my table but stopped when I saw Esther with him.

 

“How many time do I have to tell u not to call her dat,” vic said.

 

“Am sorry,” tunji said and went back to his seat.

 

Well I don’t blame him, every boy fears vic.

 

“Hey,” he said smiling.

 

“Hi,” I replied feeling down.

 

“Hope he didn’t hurt u?” He asked.

 

“No,” I answered while Esther cleared her throat.

 

“Oh, am sure u guys know each other but let me reintroduce you,” he said.

 

“Dis is ifemi…” he said while I smiled.

 

I like d way he called my name, like am his.

 

“Dis is ifemi my best friend while Ife, dis is Esther my gf,” he finally dropped d bomb.

 

“Ur gf?” I asked flabbergasted

 

“Yes,” he said and held her hand.

 

I was speechless, I thought he liked me, I meant he even pecked me but I guess I was wrong after all am d big mole who will like me?

 

How could I have thought he liked me.

 

I really like him.

 

“I hope we get closer, I’d like to be friends with you” Esther said smiling.

 

Of course how can he like someone like me, when there is someone like Esther who is fully endowed.

 

“Yes,” I replied.

 

“How about we go on an outing after school since we are closing by 2 pm,” she said.

 

“Sure,” vic replied.

 

“All of us,” Esther said.

 

“Well am kind of busy,” I replied.

 

“Come on, don’t say no” Esther said cutely.

 

“Sure,” I replied.

 

“Seems like u two are getting closer,” vic said excited.

 

“Yes,” I said.

 

“See u then,” vic said and both him and Esther went back to her seat.

 

“I buried my face on my locker, he never liked me,” I said crying.

 

TBC

 

 

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