I Hate You.
I Hate You
"I hate him!" I blurted out to myself on my bed, furiously squeezing my fists, and gnashing my teeth. I don't think I have ever been this angry with Tony; not even when we fought in Jss classes. I could fathom no sensible reason why he was avoiding me. I was absolutely fed-up, so I just lay there wallowing on my bed with my light off, and my fan on the highest level on the regulator.
I was thinking of all possible causes of his sudden behaviour, but nothing came to mind. Tony and I had been good friends since I was in Jss 1. At that time the Jss2 Tony I knew was very warm and friendly; In fact, he was the first senior friend I made in Blaze High School. The first time I actually talked with him was on a career day on the second or third term. I can't really recall all that, because it happened a not-so-long time ago.
In the hall, that Career day, I was sitting directly at the sit on his right hand side. On the left, I saw a dull-faced boy, in worn-out looking clothes; however, if the clothes had been properly washed and pressed, it'd have looked as good as new.
I was thinking of all possible causes of his sudden behaviour, but nothing came to mind. Tony and I had been good friends since I was in Jss 1. At that time the Jss2 Tony I knew was very warm and friendly; In fact, he was the first senior friend I made in Blaze High School. The first time I actually talked with him was on a career day on the second or third term. I can't really recall all that, because it happened a not-so-long time ago.
In the hall, that Career day, I was sitting directly at the sit on his right hand side. On the left, I saw a dull-faced boy, in worn-out looking clothes; however, if the clothes had been properly washed and pressed, it'd have looked as good as new.