Clouds 𝓸𝓯 Grey || #3 [working on editing]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞.

"Sounds like so much pressure to me," Ameenah commented with an eye roll.

"Not to forget, the Students award of this term."

Students award?

"First we have Oyindamola Faleye and Mirza Abdelnour who have represented our school with a good reputable image and appearance, featuring on Vogue magazine and Áurea magazine and an interview with Jacqueline Hennessey herself."

Loud, thunderous clapping with hoots and praises could be heard resounding through the Hall immediately, threatening to pierce my ears with uproarious noise.

Thereafter, the clapping died down and the Principal went on with his speech, "I also want to congratulate Ameenah Ahmed for winning a gold medal for our country in a poorly recognized sport, which is fencing. By doing so, she has been named Student of the month and will have her portrait on the wall of fame."

The Wall of Fame?

Amidst the reoccurring clapping, hoots and praises, I was stunned to pay any attention. Ameenah had told me people who had their portraits hung on the wall of fame contributed greatly to the school or represented the school. According to her, it was very hard to achieve something like that. And here she was, having her portrait hung on the wall of fame.

The two teenage models already had their portraits on the wall of fame.

You could say, the wall of fame was the school's way of showing off. An exaggerated platform medium with a more exaggerated title.

"That'll be all for now. Be on your best behavior, Crestview students."

"Thank you, Sir!"

~

~K O M I S O L A~

After a goodbye wave, I walked out of the Hall, breathing out in freedom. It was hard to keep up conversation with Ibrahim. I mean, he wasn't annoying. But I definitely didn't fancy making conversation with anybody.

This one human being begged to differ though; Hanniel.

He was walking beside me and I could feel his gaze on me throughout while I looked straight ahead.

"Aren't you going to miss me?"

That question came so unexpectedly, my sneakers screeched on the tiles as I stopped dead in my tracks.

"What do you mean?"

This idiot named Hanniel who got his surname from a website, apparently, stepped forward and began grinning like a Cheshire cat. "You're going to miss me, right? I'll be gone for a whole week."

Miss... why would I miss him?

I blinked at his stupidity, feeling absolutely amazed and baffled.

"Why would I miss you?" I asked. I was very curious as to why this golden boy was thinking I would miss him.

Just like that, Hanniel's smile completely melted and his lips were brought forward in a pout, "I thought we were friends."

I almost smiled. A sarcastic smile.

I decided to ignore him and continued walking. "You know this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't forfeited the competition."