Marys mood was sour and anyone could tell with just a single glance.
She got home and walked straight to her room without looking or talking to her mom who was in the kitchen.
She could tell from the delicious aroma that wafted from the room.
She got to her room and threw her bag in a corner. She rushed to the bathroom removing her clothes on the way and decorating the floor with it.
She got under the spray and turned the shower knob. She didn't bother with a shower cap.
Her body instantly relaxed as the cold water ran down her body.
She closed her eyes as the events of the day started playing in her head.
She opened her eyes with a sigh.
Guess he hates me now
But how did it go out?
Like a stupid song Dean's angry words replayed in her mind
"Can you listen to yourself! You are the only person who has the damn video, so how did it go out? Did someone steal your phone and post it or were you drunk or sleep walking when you send it to the principal?"
"I didn't post it and my phone was not taken from me" She mumbled
"Thats not even possible cause I'm sure your stupid phone has a password! Now get out of my sight and go tell someone else your sorry excuse"
"My phone has a password and only I kn...." She paused as she remembered something
"Angela!... Angela knows it but she wouldn't do it...would she?" She rushed out of the shower and grabbed a towel that was hanged on the door.
She rushed back to the room and searched for her bag.
She opened the bag and pulled out her phone. She typed her password OBUVSBM. She searched through her contact and dialed Angela's line.
"What's up?" Angela asked
"I need you come to my house" Mary rushed out
"Why? I mean you just got home"Angela replied
"Something important came up...I need you to come now!" Mary replied in a serious voice.
"Okay, lemme ask my mom. I'll call you back if she permits me to come over" Angela replied and hanged up
Mary dropped the phone on her bed and sat down. She cupped her face in her hands.
She felt conflicted and confused. The revelation she just got made everything clear but at the same time she doubted it.
Yes Angela was the only one who knows her one of a kind password but then again she would never do that.
She is just not the conspiring type. She was too soft and kind for that.
And yet she is the only one who had access to Mary's phone.
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Five minutes later Mary's phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and picked up the call.
"What's up"
"I completely forgot we had fellowship today. I won't be able to make it but I can come over tomorrow and we could even have a sleep over" Angela said enthusiastically
Mary could imagine her looking sad at first and then jumping up and down in joy as she said that last part.
She chuckled softly "Okay, you can come home with me tomorrow"
"Okay, we will talk about your boy problems then" She replied
"That's not why I called you over madam" Mary replied defensively
"Sure. Bye" Angela giggled and hanged up.
Mary smiled but a certain thought made her frown.
What if she really is the person who posted it?
She felt sadness bloom deep within her heart. She might not show it but Angela was the only other person she truly cared about apart from her parents.
She was her first true friend. Back in Abuja she had a bunch of friends but all of them were with her for her fame and money.
None of them cared about her feelings or took the time to know the real her unlike Angela who showed her she really cared about her.
She wasn't with her for any selfish reasons and she liked that but then this happened.
"I can't wait for tomorrow" She groaned
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The Next Day
Mr. Ben was in the class giving the students a lecture on the dangers of sex before marriage.
Mary rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically when he first started.
"A video got released and boom! The preaching starts" She grumbled
Angela laughed out loud causing the whole class and teacher to look at her. She felt her cheeks grow warm and averted her eyes.
"Focus Angela" Mr. Ben glared at her
"Sorry sir" she mumbled and focused on him.
"I want to ask you something" Mary whispered
"Okay but if we get caught I'm putting all the blame on you oo" Angela warned.
"Good girl, I've heard you" Mary sassed
Angela rolled her eyes at her and tapped her ears.
"Did you post the video?" Mary whispered to Angela.
Angela froze and her eyes widened. She turned to Mary with an expressionless face.
"What" Angela yelled catching the attention of the whole class and teacher.
"I said...Did you post the video?" Mary repeated in a calm voice as she studied Angela's expression
"You think I sent the video to the principal!" She angrily asked
"I didn't say you sent it, I just asked you a question" Mary replied as she stared at the heated Angela
"Well I didn't" Angela replied
"Then why did you get so angry and defensive when I asked?" Mary asked with suspicion burning in her eyes.
"Because you asked me of all people...Why me?" Angela glared at her
Mary was surprised and pissed off by Angela's reaction to the question and the words coming out of her mouth. She made herself believe that Angela didn't do it. But from what she is seeing right now, she thinks Angela did it.
"Because you are the only other person that knows about it...you are also the only person that has access to my phone apart from me. So what am I suppose to think Angela? Who else am I suppose to ask?"Mary stood to her feet as she spoke each word.
Angela stared at her in shock and her anger intensified as she glared at Mary.
"Seems you have your answer already! So forget it. I can't waste my time explaining to you when you already have your mind made up" Angela scoffed
"Why? Why did you do it? I trusted you!" Mary yelled.
"And I thought you knew me! I thought you knew what I'm capable of but you don't!" Angela retorted
At this point both girls were so lost in their anger and reasoning that tgey forgot about the presence of their teacher and classmates.
"Shut up!" Mr.Ben yelled
"I've had enough of your useless banter...both of you, get to the front of the class and kneel down" He yelled
Both girls glared at the other and walked to the front of the classroom, pushing each other out of the way in the process.