?Brown skin girl?
?Chapter three?
“Dad… I’m so nervous” Trisha stated truthfully on the way to Botley high school that fateful morning she was to resume.
Damian gave her a short glance and looked back at the road just in time to avoid hitting a cat.
“Peanut, you are the most confident person I’ve ever known in my whole life.” He said “Don’t let those bches take your confidence!”
Trisha looked at him and a smile crossed her face.
“You know dad? You always have an answer to everything… I feel better already.” She complimented as Damian parked at the front of the school. Some students were already trooping into the school, in twos, in threes… And in groups.
They watched in the car silently for a while. Damian massaged her soft hair and she turned to him
“Tris… Go show them what you are made off… You can pull this off! I trust you, peanut!” He gingered. Trisha gave him a wide smile
“Yup… I can pull it off!” She replied and got off the car. “Bye Dad!”
“Bye peanut!” He answered and watched her enter the school premises before during off.
Yup… I can pull this off! I can pull this off! I can pull this off!… She repeated as she walked through the hallway. All eyes were on her. More like everybody stopped whatever they were doing to see the Newman.
She remembered her mum told her once that anytime she’s walking with all eyes on her, she should walk with heads high, shoulders back, chest out, and eyes on the furthest thing she can detect.
Good… That’s nice idea… And this was the best time to show these bitches she was confident. I can pull this off! I can pull this off!… She adjusted her posture and flipped her hair from side to side. She wore a smile on her face… She did the whole stuff except fixing her eyes on the furthest thing.
She kept looking side by side, waving and smiling. The students just rested on their lockers, whispering among themselves. She was the only one walking through the hallway, the rest just leaned on their lockers, watching her like she was about to make a scene.
She sighted her locker… It was tagged 45L. So she went towards it, feeling so cool about her confident self. She heard someone say on one side… ‘No, I can’t let this happen!’ And another one said ‘Don’t you dare’. She didn’t mind so she went ahead opening her locker.
“BEND DOWN, FRESH GIRL, NOW!” The same girl shouted. It happened in slow motion. The girl began to run towards Trisha (slow mo). Trisha turned her head to look towards the girl (slow mo), She saw the girl running towards her with a slow motion speed.
Milk shot out of her open locker and drowned her from head to toe. Surprise opened her mouth and she got some into her mouth too. Her hair was messed up, so was her dress. The Savior girl already stopped on her track, seeing it was too late. She felt sad for Trisha.
The silence broke and there was celebration in the hallway, and people shouting… “Welcome to Botley high!” And some shaking and patting Trisha who was still in the state of shock to close her mouth or move. She was on the verge of crying.
The Savior girl went to meet her…
“Come on, let’s go get you cleaned up!” She shouted in her ear because the noise was a haze. She led her out of the crowd and to the ladies restroom.
Trisha was already crying, but of course it went unnoticed because she was covered in milk.
The two girls got to the restroom and locked the noise out.
“I’m really sorry about that, I should have been…” Chloe started
“What was that?” Trisha interrupted in surprise
“Errr… Well, Its their own stupidly cool way of welcoming some freshmen. Handwork of Ryan and his gang!”
Trisha felt her blood boil at the same rate that tears filled her eyes. Seriously? First day of school? This had to pull off? Come on!
“Em… You could go clean up in there, I have a new set of clothes” she said. Trisha looked at her
“Thanks…”
“Oh… Sorry, I’m Chloe. Chloe Chapman! You?”
“I’m Trisha Robbins” she replied “Thank you so much, Chloe. I’m so… How… Why?… I… I…” She sighed speechlessly.
Chloe smiled and nodded “Just go change, Trisha before classes kicks in.” She handed her the clothes. Trisha nodded and collected the clothes and went into a restroom.
Some minutes later, She was out, any they made their way out.
“So, which class do you have first?” She asked on their way
“History!” She replied.
“Really? Me too! We have to get you to Principal Hanns’ office so he could call who is to give you a tour before first classes.” She replied.
Chloe was a short girl with brown long hair,and beautiful eyes. She wore huge round specks and it gave her a smart look. She was in the same grade as Trisha and she had a funny voice.
A girl walked towards them, average height she look a little like chinese with her thick brown hair and black eyes.
“Hi Chloe! Hi girl!” She greeted and Trisha gave a small smile
“Oh, Trisha this is Ruby Jacks, my best friend, Ruby, this is Trisha, the new girl.” Chloe introduced. Ruby looked at Trisha again
“Oh… Fresh girl!” She turned back to Chloe “The milk prank?”
Chloe nodded “They got her”
“Oh… I’m so sorry, Trisha” She apologized
“No problem… Thanks to Chloe, its all good now” Trisha replied and Ruby nodded.
“Oh, least I forget, I was on my way, taking Trisha to Pman Hanns’ office so he c…”
“Oh yeah… Its me! Sorry, I’m the one to give you the tour. Mind my manners” Ruby snorted funnily.
“Great, let’s get going” Chloe said and they made their way.
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“So… Who did you girls say this guy that pulled the prank on me is?” Trisha asked during lunch that day.
The lunch hall was huge and full of food. With lots of tables every where and chairs of 5 max. Loud chatterings and laughter rang across the hall, it was as noisy as a market.
“Ryan! He’s a big jerk.” Chloe answered with a snort
“Yeah, but he’s cute. The behavior doesn’t suit him” Ruby added ” They are a group of 3. But his gang only follows him for money”
“Yes… His dad is the prime minister”
“And he’s just a spoilt brat”
“He’s a playboy too”
“He doesn’t have a girlfriend, and all those cheerleaders are all over him!”
“Especially Ciona…” Ruby added
“Did I hear my name?” The devil appeared with the other cheerleaders following her like flies and bodyguards. Ciona was pretty, and ok… But she was no good, she criticized a whole lots. She looked for class and wealth but nothing more. She was in school for fame and poise. She was even the Pop queen for that year.
“Err… Oh, Ci… Ciona, we were just…” Ruby stuttered in fear. Chloe rolled her eyes
“Yes, you heard your name Ciona, and guess what we were saying?… You are a wimp!” Chloe barked and Ciona gasped.
She looked at Trisha and snorted
“Well, at least I don’t hang out with chalkboards!” She said and the girls laughed walking away.
Trisha’s jaw dropped in shock… Did that bitch just call her a chalkboard?
“Maintain, Trisha. Thats Ciona for you. Makes people look down on themselves. She called Ruby a China monkey and said I wore bicycle wheels on my eyes” Chloe assured.
It didn’t make Trisha justify the fact that she was called a chalkboard. But she nodded anyway.
“Trisha is 10 times prettier than she’ll ever be!” Ruby commented.
They heard someone shout ‘Everybody shut up’
Simultaneously, they all looked to the entrance and an imaginary music began to play in everyone’s head as they watched ‘The gang’ walk in.
Ryan leading, and others following. The guys in the hall rolling their eyes jealously and the girls gawking and drooling.
Trisha rose her brows
“Who’s the ugly Mordecai?” She asked.
“Ugly? That’s Ryan, the prettiest and richest boy in school” Ruby said still gawking at him
“Don’t forget jer.kiest!” Chloe added.
“Yeah right!” She corrected.”Oh Chloe… He’s going to be in our science class after lunch!” Ruby said excitedly making Trisha raise a brow.
“I don’t care about your huge crush on Ryan, Ruby. Its everywhere” Chloe dismissed
“So… That’s the fool that did it?” Trisha asked glaring at Ryan
The girls nodded at her. “He’s behind every prank in Botley high” Chloe said.
“I don’t even know what to do… He spoilt my reputation” She complained. Chloe and Ruby looked at her like she was stupid
“You’re new, Trisha, you don’t have a reputation.”Chloe said grimly.
“So… What team would you join to build your reputation?” Ruby asked
“I don’t know!” She replied
“Ok, what can you do?” Chloe asked her
“Em… I dance?” She answered questioningly
“Well… Three options for that, Cheerleading, Dance gang, Or ballet team!”
“Ballet? No way, its too boring… I love pop” Trisha replied her.
“Well… The other two are way too hard to get into!” Ruby pointed out
“The dance gang only consists or three… Ryan, and the two… Jack and Kyle.”
“Who ah… I think I’ll just forget the whole team thingy and leave my reputation on milk prank, if that’s the case.” Trisha made up and the girls laughed.
The round table consisted of 10 agents of the MI7 and the men were dressed in suits while there was only 2 ladies.
“Mr Green, I have agents in the house of the prime minister already.” Agent T reported
“Disguise?” Mr Green asked
“Cooks.” Agent T answered
“Cooks? Cooks are not near enough to protect!” Agent Anna answered
“Well, thats actually the best option there is right now” Agent Roy defended
“Not good enough to be best, don’t you think Mr green?” Agent Anna asked and Mr green nodded.
“We’ll get back to you two, Agent Roy and Agent T” she said “Agent Kent, how about you?”
Agent Kent smiled and said ” I have an agent, the prime minister’s wife’s hands maid.
She got the job yesterday.” He reported and the applauded him
“So, The prime minister’s wife is safe then!” Mr Green said
“Agent Becky?” Anna called and Becky looked up at them,
“Well… The prime minister’s son is in Botley high school…”
“You need to find…” Anna interrupted
“Shut up, Anna!” Becky cut in giving her a death glance. Anna backed off
“As I was saying, The boy schools at Botley and I’m still considering my eye there.” She started
“Listen, guys… And lady, I know the prime minister’s life has been threatened and so is the life a his family, we don’t know the angle they may strike from and so we have to be so simple as to not to blow our cover!” She justified
“And your point is?” Agent will asked
“Have you found an option?” Agent T asked
“Like I said I’m still considering…” She replied
“Who is this consideration?” Mr Green interrupted. Becky gulped and looked round at all the expectant faces.
“My step daughter.” She answered. The hall felt silent for a split second and laughter burst out of nowhere.
Bitches! Fools! Motherfuckers! Becky thought aloud.
When the laughter died down
“Are you guys done now?” She asked “This is the kid we are talking of, who do y’all expect to protect him? The principal or the teacher?”
“Look, Becky, These are important lives at risk… What the FBI think they are doing is not enough! We are the MI7, a secret service. Yes, we try to make sure that what the FBI can’t do, we’ll come out of the shadows and do it! But we don’t go sending kids to do the risky job for us!” Mr Green said
“Its not risky, Trisha is under a huge cover as a student, which she is, and no matter the angle the bad guys are coning from, they won’t be suspicious about her. She’ll just be his guide in school and I’ll take it from there.” She defended
“You know, Becky. We are not playing hide and seek in this secret organization. We are here to help people in need.
For fk’s sake, this is the Prime minister we are talking about! Not just any man! The FBI and The police may have that level of stupidity but we are smart… We don’t send children to danger while fighting danger!” Anna said. Every word that came out of her mouth made Becky want to kill her.
“Listen guys, you are not viewing this from my angle… We have more cover using a teenager as our eye because its less suspicious”
“An untrained teenager, that can’t observe or doesn’t know the first thing about guns.” Agent Mark said
“I will train her, ok?” Becky shouted
“So, you go about telling people you are a secret agent?” Mr Green asked
“No!” Becky yelled “Nobody know… That’s why its secret!” She was really losing patience.
“So, you want to train a 17 year old to do a spy’s job?” Anna scoffed.
“The boy would be killed before she finishes learning!” Agent Kent snickered.
“The boy may end up fucking the girl guard!” Agent T joked and there was an uproar of laughter.
Becky was losing patience real quick. These fools were laughing at her brilliant idea.
She smacked her hand loudly on the table “ENOUGH!” she yelled and stood with everyone’s attention on her
“Listen to me, every dmn bch in this room, the operation ‘protect the prime minister’s family’ was shared to different portion! You guys do yours your way, I’ll do mine my way! And the way I want it to be done is how it gets to be done! The boy ain’t gonna die on my watch!
And no matter what you dmn motherfuckers want to say about my plans, keep it to your dmn self!” She took her bag her walked to the door, her heels being the only noise made.
“I’ll carryout my plans…” She said “Thank me later!” And walked out.
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