Beneath the Surface/C7 What is the color of your problem?
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C7 What is the color of your problem?

"I'm throwing a party on Saturday. For my birthday, and you're all invited!"

We were about eight on the table. Aliyah the birthday girl, myself, Asha, Ayden and Alyshia, Chidera and his girlfriend Monalisa, then a very quiet Andrei. There was a loud cheer and everyone looked thrilled except myself and unsurprisingly Andrei.

A party sounds like a call for trouble.

Loud music, alcohol... drugs?

Heaven knows how these rich kids do their parties but that was exactly how we did it back in my old school.

I don't need things like that in my life anymore.

No more bad girl Nifemi. I reminded myself.

"Ouuu. I can't wait." Asha grinned, moving her body around her chair in excitement. Soon enough, everyone began talking about the anticipated party on Saturday. I quietly ate my food, only staring and sending a phony smile when they tried to indulge me. They talked about it throughout lunch and when the next bell was rung, they stood up, clearing their plates with unfinished, _wasted_, food and gave it back to the lunch lady in front.

I exhaled, pushing my chair backwards and picking up my empty plate, while at the same time trying to take my water bottle and phone. My water bottle fell to the ground, making an irritating loud noise. I tried pocketing my phone, but then realized the school's Thursday sports wear doesn't have a pocket. _Damnit_

Andrei, whom I didn't realize was still sitting on the table, bent down to pick it up for me and i smiled, my suprise washing off immediately it came.

"Thank you. Can you please hold it? Lemme drop my plate first." I said to him. He stared at me for a while, then nodded. I beamed at him, dropping my phone on the table then picking up his plate as well. I turned around and left, walking towards the lunch lady and dropping both our plates with a polite smile. I returned to the table, picked up my phone and outstretched my hands, requesting for my water bottle.

"Here." His official first words said directly to me. I tried not to gush about how deep and god-damned sexy he sounded.

I turned around and basically speedwalked away from him, heading straight to class.

Dear lord,

Andrei is making me rethink one of my rules. I thought to myself, biting my lips.It's best I stay away from him then.

I can't afford to get myself involved in boy drama again.

I just wanted to graduate highschool without the drama, shenanigans and trouble.

Is that too much to ask?.

****

The class was a jungle.

A crazy jungle.

Papers were flying, pens, people chattering, some unnecessarily yelling, and boys laughing like hyenas, some hitting tables in the process. I was basically sitting in the middle of it all.

Even with ear pods in and DAX playing in the loudest volume, I could still hear the noise around me very coherently. Imagine DAX 's aggressive rapping, plus girls squealing and boys cackling.

Gawd.

I pulled out the earpods from my ear in annoyance, picked up my biology notes and I walked out of the jungle.

The Library was the first place that came to mind so I made my way over there. I turned left and made my way towards the staircase. The library was on the third floor with the school's hall, right after the floor where the labs and teachers' room was.

I heard giggling and soft whispers,and normally I'd just ignore them and walk away because I knew just how horny students were at this school from the day I walked into a girl giving a boy a freaking blowjob. But I stopped.

Why did I stop?

I had no idea why, but I didn't question it further. I stood right outside the door which wasn't fully closed. I peered through the small hole curious to see what and who was inside.

A man was hovering over a shorter girl who sat on a desk. Her arms were wrapped around him,their heads tilted, and it looked like they were kissing. The man cupped the girl's butt cheeks as they pulled away, he buried his face in the girl's neck the girl... moaned.

I froze, my eyes widening as the girl's face became visible.

What. The . Flipping. Fuck.

I stared at them with wide eyes and watched in horror as the man's calloused hands cupped the girl's breast through her uniform and kissed her from her neck to her jaw. The disgusting part was that she was enjoying it. She bit her lip and moaned again and that's when I decided I had seen enough.

I turned around sharply and basically ran out of there, rushing to the third floor.

"Hello there, Nifemi." The nice Librarian lady smiled at me the moment I entered. I forced a smile back, greeting her then speedwalking to the very back of the library to sit.

I opened my biology textbook and just stared at the words and illustration. My eyes were glued to the same illustration for almost five minutes, my mind elsewhere even though I really tried my best to focus and read.

Why.

Why on earth did I have to witness that.

Gawd. I really should've just minded my business.

Why did I stay back and watch?!

My mind was racing with so many questions, and half of them were me blaming myself and calling myself foolish, then the other half was me wondering why she'd involve herself with a teacher. A teacher!

If the school board found out she'd be in so much trouble. Didn't she know the consequences of her having an affair with a teacher? How could she be so foolish?

I left the library less than ten minutes later. I couldn't concentrate. My head was going haywire. I was going crazy. More crazy than I was when I was in the jungle.

I sighed, picked up my books and left the library, returning to the jungle. I kissed my teeth when I noticed there was a teacher already In class, yelling at my classmates.

"Ss3,what Is your problem?! You want to disturb the peace of this school. Bia,oghini. What is the color of your problem." Our Igbo economics teacher, Mrs Onyiye Izunna demanded, her hands on her hips and her eyebrows raised in questioning. My classmates thought it was a good time to joke, and so they did.

"Purple!"

"Orange!"

"Yellow!"

I pressed my palm to my mouth to silence my burbling laughter.

Mrs Onyiye didn't look annoyed anymore,now looking amused. She eyed them, trying to bite back her smile.

"Don't let me come back here. Next time I'll ask all of you to sit on the floor in the basketball court outside." She warned, rolling her eyes and leaving the room. I stepped aside sending her a sheepish smile as she walked away.

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