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Samson's POV

I stormed into my room and abruptly sat down on the bed. I was not in the least way happy. Anita had hurt me really bad, and I wasn't sure I was ever going to speak to her again after this. This was the last of it. I couldn't take anymore insult from her, so I'd rather stay away.

There was a knock on my door, hence, stopping my reverie. I furrowed my brows in perplexity. Who could that be? I waited for another knock, and there was it– another knock.

"Who's there?"

"It's me."

That was definitely Anita's voice. Anita's voice?! I jolted up and rushed to the door. I opened it ajar, and was shocked to actually see it was Anita. What does she want now?

"You? What– what are you doing here?"

"Won't you invite me in?" She said in a calm tone, surprisedly.

"Oh." I chuckled nervously. I had forgotten that I was angry with her. What this girl did to me, I don't know. "Sorry." I sheepishly said, whilst opening the door widely for her to enter.

I shut the door after she was completely in the room. I stood behind her awkwardly. I really didn't know what to do or even what to say to her. I didn't expect her in my room after the quarrel we just had not quite long.

She then turned to look at me. "How are you doing, Samson?" She smiled broadly at me.

Okay, it just got more awkward.

I frowned a bit. "I'm...I'm fine." I swallowed hard afterwards.

"Won't you ask me to sit down?" She nudged me on the shoulder.

Okay, why was she acting so friendly with me. I got even more nervous. Didn't know why though.

"Oh, pardon me. You may have your seat. What can I offer you?" Wait, did I just ask that?

She burst out laughing, and her laughter was contagious, so I giggled. "No, you didn't just ask that. That was so clumsy of you." She suppressed her laughter.

"I know right? I wasn't just expecting to see you here." I sat beside her on the bed, although not so close to her.

Her mood turned serious instantly. "That's why I'm here. I'm so sorry Samson. I know I hurt you and I've hurt you a lot, and...I know I haven't been fair with my treatment towards you. I'm so sorry. Please try to forgive me." She sounded so apologetic.

I was shocked that a whole Anita apologized to me. Was this a dream or reality? I was dumbstruck honestly.

There was a huge silence that engulfed us, before Anita spoke up again.

"Samson, please don't give me the silence treatment. Say something at least. Anything."

I managed to speak. "I– I'm just shocked. I– wait, is this real or I'm dreaming?"

She chuckled. "It's reality Samson."

"Wow!" I took in a deep breath before spilling out words again. "Well, I hold no grudges against anyone, so I forgive you."

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

She did the unexpected. She hugged me. Anita fucking hugged me. "Thank you so much." She said before releasing me. I couldn't hug her back 'cause I was in a shocked state. Yes, everything Anita did and was doing got me shocked. I still couldn't believe Anita came to me to apologise.

"Now I'm free." She sighed. "Thanks a lot, Samson. I'm really sorry once again."

I smiled. "It's no problem."

Another awkward silence engulfed us, making me to rub my palms shyly, and looking around my room. I was so uncomfortable with her right now. I then started to think of what to say to ease the awkward silence.

After much thought, I finally came up with something to say. "So..now that we are cool, I guess, why were you treating me that way? I mean, I didn't offend you at all."

"It's a long story." She said sadly, with her head bowed.

"That's why we treat summary in English language." I shrugged. "You could always cut it short."

She heaved a sigh before turning to look at me. "Okay, have you ever had a heart break?"

"I don't get."

"Like has anyone ever broken your heart? Maybe...someone you love."

"Oh." My mood changed a bit, to a sad one. "Yeah, by you!" I wanted to say but I said instead. "Er...I've never really loved any girl to the extent of she breaking my heart. So nope, I've never had a broken heart. Why?"

"Hmm. Well, that was the reason for my behaviour towards you and other guys. I was heart broken."

"But you don't act that way towards Ola." I shrugged.

She smiled. "Ola...Ola is different. He is not like a typical guy, so to say."

"So far he has a groin in between his legs, that makes him a guy like all of us." I said in a duh tone.

She nudged me a little in the shoulder. "You ain't dumb Samson. You know what I mean."

"I seriously don't."

She glared at me. "Really?"

"Yes. I'm serious."

She smiled again. "He is effeminate, dummy! So I sometimes take him to be a girl, you get?"

"Oh, I get now. So...who broke your heart?" I was curious to know.

"Can I really do this? Okay, I've dated three guys in my life."

"Wow! Three guys?"

"Let me just do the talking Samson. After I'm done, you can say whatever or ask questions."

"Okay, sorry." I raised both of my hands up in surrender.

"Thank you." She then took a long pause, before speaking up again. "I can't believe I'm about to tell someone the biggest part of my life. Here goes it. The first guy I dated was in jss1. We were best of friends before he later asked me out and I agreed 'cause I liked him a lot. Two weeks of us dating was a smooth one, after which, he started asking money from me. There was no day that passed by that he wouldn't demand money from me, and whenever he asked, I always gave him. In fact, it grew to the point where I started giving him my lunch money and I'd starve myself, just in the name of love. We continued like that till jss1 third term. When we wanted to start our exams, he came to me and said he wasn't doing anymore. I didn't get, so I told him to explain. He then made it clear to me that he was breaking up with me. You didn't want to know what happened to me after he told me that. I couldn't eat for a week. And because of that, I fell in seventh place in the class. Not to brag, I always got first or second place in every exams, right from creche, but that term, I got seventh position. My parents weren't happy with me neither was I happy with myself. We resumed jss2. He was still in my class, but I'd moved on."

She paused before speaking again.

"I decided not to date after that experience but jss3 came, and unfortunately we had a new student. He was damn handsome, trust me. I started crushing again. He then asked me out, I agreed yet again. So after our junior waec exam, one day he asked me to visit him in his house and I did. We played and talked, did a lot of fun stuffs together. Then we go intimate. When I say intimate, I mean we started kissing. That was actually my first kiss. We were so into the kiss that I didn't know when he started pulling my clothes off."

"What!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, he wanted sex. When I realised I was half naked, I jolted up and asked him what he was doing. He then said I should not pretend like I don't know. He then asked a very stupid question. The question goes thus, condom or you want it like that? I found the question absurd. I replied by saying he was crazy. Then, I started to zip up. After I was done dressing myself up, he called me a prostitute and a pretender. That I was just pretending like I have never done it before. I was beyond words. I just left there without saying a word. Later that evening, he slid to my DM, telling me that he was breaking up with me. As if that wasn't enough, he went ahead and started telling people that I forced him to sleep with me. When I resumed school later, I didn't even spend a week before I left the school for Palm ville college, that's the school now."

"Duh! I know." I said.

She chuckled. "That was the second heart break. But I didn't really take his to heart 'cause I also wanted to do same. But what I would never forgive him for, was the fact he destroyed my image. How dare he?! From then, I gradually started hating guys."

She inhaled and exhaled.

"Now this was the third guy who broke my heart, and this was the one I really loved. He wasn't as handsome as the second one but he was also very handsome. I didn't just like him because he was handsome, I liked him because at that moment he was different from the rest. But unfortunately, he was just the same. He was a big time Playboy."

"Let me guess, his name is Benjamin right?"

"Yeah. Wait, how do you know?"

"Well, I'm a smart boy." I smirked.

"Hmm. Yeah, his name is Benjamin. He only played with my feelings. He took me for granted. He made false promises to me. He told me he loved me with everything that he had, only to realise at the end that he lied to me. He was only playing a game of truth and dare with his friends." Anita's voice broke as she said the last statement. I could sense she was about to cry.

Immediately, I held her arms. "It's okay. Now I understand why you are always hard on guys."

She looked at me, and tears was welled in her eyes. "Can I hug you, Samson?"

"Sure. My shoulder's here for you to lean on." I chuckled.

She hit me on the shoulder before enclosing me in a warm hug. Her body felt so soft, that I was even scared to hug her tightly. But I sure did hug her back.

The hug was taking longer than I expected already. I then tried pulling away but she didn't give in, she was still holding me tight. Then she mumbled words that I didn't hear clearly. But I sure did hear things like "let......forever." Weird right?

"It's all right Anita."

She finally let me go. "So sorry." She said.

"It's fine."

She smiled broadly at me. "That was the reason why when you said I should be your girlfriend, I was really mad 'cause you made me remember why I was tough on the outside but weak on the inside. I hate to admit that though." She grinned at me.

"I'm really sorry for that. I didn't even know. Maybe if you'd told me all these, I wouldn't have let my feelings out that way, we would have just continued to remain as friends."

"No, it's fine now. I'm not angry with you anymore."

Does that mean you want us to date or just be friends? "So...we are back to being friends?"

"Yes." She smiled at me.

I was supposed to be very excited as she said that, but I wasn't neither was I angry or sad about it. I only felt neutral and a bit free, that was it.

"Let me go to my room now. Later." She said and then exit my room.

"Ah!" I plopped on my bed. What made her apologize to me? Hope she wasn't planning anything. She had sure been through a lot though. I was even now scared to be friends with her talk more of dating her. I didn't want her to go through any more emotional trauma.

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The next day, we woke up quite early as instructed by the principal 'cause we had a seminar today. "Finally!" I said as I dropped my hair brush and went out of my room.

"Good morning." I greeted Anita who also came out of her room.

"Hey Samson, how was your night?" She gave me a hearty smile.

"Uhm...okay sha. What about yours?"

"Was just there. I'm beginning to miss home."

"Aw! But I'm here na." I teased.

She burst out laughing. "You ain't home."

Ouch! "I know. Was just pulling your legs." I feigned laughter, whereas, her words stung.

"Whatever."

We quickly made our way downstairs to meet our principal. "Good morning Sir." We both greeted.

He replied. Then he took us outside to meet with some important people. We greeted them, and then climbed a bus in which we were directed to.

We got to the venue where the seminar was to hold.

As we got down from the bus, some other students also got down from theirs. It was a student seminar.

Anita and I walked side by side into the hall. As we were walking inside, I heard my name. I turned back immediately to see who called me, unfortunately it wasn't me that the person called, it was someone else but my namesake.

As I faced front, I bumped into someone. It was a girl. "Sorry." I said as I squatted with her to pick her books that fell off her hands. "So sorry."

"It's no problem." Her voice was so sweet. It almost sounded like music to my ears.

We stood up after we'd finished packing the book. I wanted to leave but she stood me to a halt. "My name's Jane, yours?"

"Oh, Samson." I close mouth smiled at her.

She was such a beautiful young lady. Her skin was fair and spotless. She had a red plump lips with a very dark full eyebrows. A long curly hair, which made it way down to her ass. She was such a damsel.

"Cool. What school is this?" She said pointed at me.

"Palm ville college, from Nigeria."

"Oh, okay."

"What's going on here?" A voice said from behind. I turned back and saw that it was Anita.

She wrapped her arms around me, like she owned me. "Samson, let's go."

"She's your class mate?" Jane asked.

"Yeah." Anita said immediately, sounding a bit bitchy.

Jane flinched her head back a little, but it wasn't obvious though. "Okay. Are you guys in some sort of relationship or what?" Her eyes travelled to our enclosed arms.

"N–"

"Yes!" Anita cut in. She threw a glance at me. "Yes, we are dating." Okay, why was she being possessive? Was she...no, it couldn't be. She possible couldn't be jealous that I was talking to a girl that's not her.

After she said that, she held me tight and dragged me away. When we were out of sight, she released me and threw daggers at me, with her arms akimbo. "What was that for?" She shot.

"What was what for? I should be asking you what that was for."

She looked so mad at me right now. "Why did you leave me to talk to another girl?" Her face was so funny right now that it made me burst out into laughter. "Why are you laughing?" She furrowed.

"You should look at yourself in the mirror right now." I said trying to suppress my laughter. "You look so funny!"

"Samson!" She punched me, and then I started running away but she kept following me, still beating me.

"Oya, sorry ahn!"

She folded her arms around her chest and pouted her lips like a baby, not looking at me. She looked so adorable.

"Okay, I'm sorry for leaving you and talking to another girl. I didn't even leave you. I mistakenly hit her, so her books fell to floor. I helped her pick it up, and I was apologising to her before you came."

"Didn't look like you were. Instead, it looked like you were wooing her."

"Hahaha! Why would I?" Was she jealous? I wanted to ask her but I didn't want to come across as desperate or anything you'd like to call it.

"Let's go in joor!" Okay, this side of Anita was really cute. I liked it a lot. I hope we remain like this till thy kingdom comes.

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