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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8

I walked straight into my room,had my bath changed into my night wear,and embraced my small bed,I had a lot on my mind ,entry exams,bills and my family ....

As I layed on my bed with my eyes starring up the roof of my room,my phone vibrated and it was a message notification...from whom I thought at this hour of the day...

"Please can you answer me,don't be a proud girl "

I just look at the message and a though came into me I decided to go through the profile of my social admirers

He is currently a student of one the most most sort after university in our country,that was only what I could get from his profile

"What a joker"I said to myself

Slowly I drafted to sleep

"Ring .ring,ring,"I jolted from my sleep with my sleepy eye I pick up my phone without even looking at the caller

"Hello " I said quiet

"My baby are you still on the bed " my mum asked from the other end of the phone

"Yes mum,but am awake now ,you just woke me up,"I answers her

"

Please come to the shop when you are free "she pleaded

"

Ok mum I will "

I hung up,drop my phone and got up from the bed ...took my bath,changed into a simple gown and went to had my breakfast...

I made oat milk and sat down to eat my meal with a lot of thought on my mind...

My phone screen lite up ,I picked it up it was a message notification from my friend favour

"Hey girlie,I miss you ,how are you,

Are you free for the weekend?

Pls reply "

I smiled after reading the message,I have really missed her she has always been the only friend I had,apart from Daniel and fetus....

I gave her a reply that I am free for the weekend and I don't mind coming to the campus to visit her"

I dropped my phone and walked out of the house,hoping for a better sales in the shop today

Our entry exams to the campus is fast approaching and I really needed to pass so I can gain admission into the university..I have already discuss with my mum that I will be enrolling for a exam preparation class and she was ok with the ideal