Grace had Only been in school for a couple of weeks and she already got herself a nickname.. “spiro-girl”
Other than classes and after school reading, she spent most of her alone time writing and going to church. She turned down party invites and outings. She wasn’t a snob, she was simply reserved and quiet and school socials wasn’t her thing.
She even felt bad for turning down Rose, whom she had grown fond of and regarded as a friend. She was content in being called the spiro-girl if it meant everyone getting off her back.
Rose prided herself of being a mentor, a tour guide and a “guardian angel”to Grace, which Grace often laughed at. But Rose never failed to try to explain to her who is who and the intricacies of how the system worked around there. Who to avoid and who is cool and who liked who.
“By the way, you have guys drooling all over you. Doesn’t it bother you??” Rose asked her over lunch. Licking the sweetness off her fingers as she chewed the flesh off the chicken bone.
“What do you mean drooling over me??” Grace asked taking a sip of her Fanta. They were in the cafeteria.
‘C’mon grace, you know what I mean. You know you are pretty and trying to hide that beautiful shape behind loose cloths you wear isn’t helping. Guys know these things. .. even girls sense it. ”
“In fact a couple of guys have asked me to talk to you for them….” Rose trails off, letting her fill in the blanks for herself.
“Well, I am not exactly pretty and I don’t wear these cloths to deceive. In fact I am quite comfortable in them. And please do tell them I am unavailable and very much uninterested. . ” Grace answers with a shrugged, very unperturbed about the gist.
“Okay. If you say so. With the rate you are going , you will end up being a nun from going to church this much, who spends all her days writing and no man to warm your bed. You are lucky I like you, else I probably would have joined in the taunts of “spiro-girl !!”. Rose nudges her gently
They both laughed.
Victoria drives pass with her two friends and radio on full blast, leaving dust in their wake.
“Whats her deal, either the girls wants to be like her , or all the guys are drooling over her..why would anyone bother about me?” Grace was curious.
“Well for starters..Victoria is a banshee..sort off. She screams and all the dudes want to fight themselves over her, literally. She got this $3x appeal going on. In fact a few guys have told me in confidence how good she is in that area, now those were lucky. The others just do things for her in hope they get some but of course she plays them. ”
She wiped her mouth and hands with serviette , then continued…
“The girls are just stupid. They think she is living the life and crawl on their knees in hope she takes them under her wings , well she does but those two girls are her confidants…I call them “The vicky – devils”. Yes, everyone wants to be like her. well except me”.
Rose smirked, and added…
“And then the worst of it all is that even lecturers drool. Vicky is just a pretty face, diva body but no brains. well when it comes to books. But really smart. And did I mention devious?
“Got some lecturers eating out of her palms, or should I say…between her legs.And she gets everything she wants and how she wants and she is quite content. But like they say…Every queen has her achilles ‘s heel…”.
Rose finished knowingly, the look she gave was one of “I know a secret you don’t”!!. She threw a bait and waited for Grace to bite.
Grace shifted closer . The Gist was getting interesting.
Rose smiled. Glad Grace took the bait. she lowered her voice into a conspiratory whisper. Covering one side of her mouth.
“As all other stories goes, a prince. !!!”
A mischievous glint in her eyes. She nodded when Grace did the “O” with her mouth.
“And who is this person? I didn’t think any man would refuse her. “. Grace was intrigued .
“One does actually. A beauty of a guy. Girls literally swoon when he is around. Most popular, the finest and to top it up a genius but also a lady’s man. But he runs the other way when Victoria comes yet Victoria wants him. He is like the only guy who refuses her advances yet all the more she wants him. Whether it’s love or infatuation, I Don’t know. And she would practically bite any girl who looks at him. A few have tasted her burnt, so no one dares to mention his name except her, else you would be in her black books” Rose offers a warning.
Grace laughs, vividly picturing a scene of Victoria chasing down a boy with her heart in her hands and he running for his dear life.
” I wonder who he is and if he is all that”. Grace stated.
“You haven’t seen him that’s why you say that. He is the student body president and also the dean’s son. He is a hunk. A bit arrogant. ..but a hunk nonetheless. “Anthony the handsome” he is called.”
Grace recollects the first day of school and what Victoria said to her .
“Now I see why she got all ” don’t touch my man’s seat” but he never shows up for classes. He can’t be that smart. He probably rides on the fact that he is the dean’s son so……” She trails off
Rose laughed, rolling her eyes…
“Well, he avoids class mostly because of Victoria . Then the fact that he is probably chasing a few skirts but one thing is certain…He is a genius. He sometimes holds tutorial classes after school and it’s usually packed. Mostly by girls though, and he never ever flunks his exams. He is already above five point on his GPA”
Grace whistles… ‘Wow”!!!
“Wow huh?? So go figure.” Rose nodded. She was glad Grace saw the main picture .
“But why doesn’t he like Victoria. ??”
It made no sense why a cute guy would run away from a beauty, though annoying, girl like Victoria. It was lost on Grace.
“I dunno. Maybe because she is too wild, too loose and the fact that every key opens her lock. Plus..He never dates girls from this school. A fling here and there but no constant one. He is a player and girls don’t mind it as long as he looks their way.”
Grace thought for a second and then asked her …”How come you know so much details about Victoria?. Am sure this isn’t just from sitting beside her in class every day”
A deep sigh, a hurt look crosses Rose ‘ s eyes briefly and it was gone.
“Let’s just say once upon a time, Vicky and I used to be best buds. Until she ate the forbidden fruit and then realized that I was too ugly and less classy to be her friend. She preferred to party and club than to read. I come from an impoverished home and I wasn’t one to forget where I was from. I needed to put my head down, finish school and make my poor mother proud who sells fish in the village to put me through school. I couldn’t follow a girl whose thought is all about the next big party and material cravings. So we parted ways and surely I have never been clear headed. ” Rose sips her drink. And checks her time..getting up.
“Oops!!! .Soc 102 should start in another minute. Let’s head to class. ” ..
Grace nods picking her bag. Jist time was over.