Ray tells me she saw you with Lusanda, at the library?” Cynthia asks me the next morning.

“She did. Is there a problem?”

“You’re my boyfriend now. You’re not allowed to have female friends.” She folds her arms across her chest.

“Really? Then I don’t want you around Diego, anymore.”

“I’ve known Diego for years.” She screams. “He’s a good friend of mine.”

“He’s also your ex.” I shoot back.

“Are you jealous?” She smirks.

I frown and glance down at her, why the hell would I be jealous.

“I’m not. I’m just saying you’re allowed to have male friends, as much as I am allowed to have girl friends.” I state.

“How can you even be that much into that girl?” She asks me.

“She’s a great person, Cynthia. Something you’re not!” I shout.

Our classmates turn to look at us. Cynthia pales and her tears almost fall. She turns her anger back to our classmates.

“Fools. What are you looking at?” She screams at them.

The learners turn their heads and focus on whatever tickles their fancy. Cynthia turns to me.

“You will never raise your voice at me. Ever again. Are we clear?” She whispers at me.

I roll my eyes, and nod while staring at Lusanda. She is staring back at me, her face looks sad.

“You will also stay away from that girl.” She adds.

I don’t want any more commotion, so I nod. “You can go back to your seat now.” I tell her.

She stands up, flattens her skirt and sashays back to her front seat. She flips through the pages of the textbook in front of her. “I don’t get why people still make hardcopy textbooks. We have e-books.” She says.

“Poor people mentality. Maybe they want to accommodate the poor students. I doubt bursary learners, know how to use a laptop.” Her friend adds.

I frown at their words.