Chapter 3 03

Layla walked into her classroom, panting.

She was glad class hasn't started yet.

She headed to her seat and the students started their mockery as usual, laughing and pointing at her, whispering in one another's ear.

She noticed it was quite much today and then realised it's because she had reduced her hair to a Bob.

Did it made her ugly like Philia had said..

She hadn't even looked at her reflection in the mirror before leaving for school.

Even at that, she knows she isn't ugly! And even if she is,why should they mock her for it!

She was pissed as she sat on her seat and this time,she sat fully, raising her head high and her look shows she was daring any one of them to approach her and say mockery words to her face.

They looked a bit surprised to see her look this fearless, Layla had always placed her head on the desk crying as they mock her,she only raises her head whenever they're having a class.

Layla's gaze shifted to Dylan who was flirting with close to five girls at the same time.

She felt her heart ache, wishing he would at least flirt with her too.

He always light up her inside with merely staring at him.

He is one of the most good looking teen she has ever seen and if they were to rate his looks by ten, he'd score nine with no doubt.

His beautiful face looks like it was carved by a creative genius.

He has soft brown eyes that'd melt the strongest of ice,his eyelashes inky black and even longer and curlier than most girl's, one's breath would almost seize whenever Dylan winks.

He has exotic high cheekbones and a narrow straight nose that perfected his looks.

His shiny black curls, always swept to one side giving him a touch of a bad guy look.

He has friends that flocks around him and they are good looking too but not as good looking as he is.

A loud bang diverted Layla's thought and gaze.

She saw Chloe standing in front of her with her three friends behind her, Chloe,the mastermind behind Layla's mockery was considered the hottest girl in Ocean high school.

She had the looks and body, her brown hair had been dyed pink and she happily flaunts it,she has a proud nose that suits her 'not-so-nice' character and her lips..always in different colors of lipgloss,her face was always covered in this 'bitchy make up'

Just like Dylan, Chloe was wanted by so many guys too, it was all over the school when she was dating Dylan but their relationship only lasted for two weeks.

Though they still kiss randomly during truth or dare game.

Chloe is the leader of the cheerleading team and she had refused to allow Layla join the team just because Layla's father is black.

Layla is now on the swimming team and the others on the team even refuse to swim race with her, none of them wants to be in the water with her or even get in the water after she's out..just because of Chloe's slandering.

Everyone wants to be in Chloe's good book.

"You've reduced your hair to Bob huh?" Chloe laughed.

She's here to taunt her as usual and everyone watched eagerly like they always do.

Little do they know they're in for a surprise this time.

Layla is done tolerating shit.

"You think it'll make you look better huh?" Chloe asked.

"No..it only made you look uglier,you look worse than a scary witch " Chloe snorted and there was laughter.

She was surprised Layla hadn't placed her head on the desk to start crying.

"Okay..i reduced my hair to a Bob, so what? I look like a scary witch,and so? Why do you have to be so concerned about that?" Layla asked, looking Chloe in the eyes.

There was silence and everyone looked on in surprise.

This would be the first time Layla would speak back at Chloe fearlessly.

Chloe hid her surprise with a forced chuckle.

"Did you just..like, did you.. you? talked back at me? How dare you? You lowly African!" Chloe yelled.

Layla smiled. "You're calling them lowly because they are blacks, c'mon that's not fair"

Chloe's breath has gotten uneven then, she was at loss for words.

She had planned to taunt Layla as usual and return to her seat, she hadn't expected this come back.

"They are lowly! Your father is an ugly lowly Africa!" Chloe said, trying to gain more ground.

"I dare you to say that once more and i'll rip your hair off your scalp" Layla yelled banging her desk as she rose to her feet.

Everyone was shocked and even Dylan turned to look at her this time but Layla was blinded with fury to see him.

Chloe shifted back in fear...

"Finally! You're behaving like the monster Africans like you are. Violent set of people." Chloe said,almost breathlessly as she fled to her seat with her friends.

"Really? You're fleeing?" Layla laughed and Chloe felt so embarrassed.

She was known to be the school's queen.

How dare this thing ridicule her.

"Don't ever bring up my dad's name with such disrespect again, he's dead and you know it,yet you bring up his name as you wish and even refer to him like he's some sort of trash, just because he's African! Would you allow anyone do the same to your own father?" Layla asked.

"My father is white! Not some.. African!" Chloe said.

"You feel your father doesn't deserve to be referred to as thrash but my own father does just because he's a black?! Wow, you're making it seem like it's a crime to be black, this is terrible, why do you hate us so much" Layla sighed.

"Whatever!" Chloe rolled her eyes.

"And..if you keep bringing up my father with such disrespect, i'll not hesitate to drag the hell out of your dad too, you have my words on that" Layla said.

"Wh..what did you just say?" Chloe asked.

"I said what i said Chloe" Layla said.

"How dare you speak to my father that way!" Chloe fumed where she stood with her friends.

"Ohh..you care about what others say to your dad but you don't care about what you say to others Dad!..that's pretty unbelievable of you" Layla raised her brows.

Chloe sighed, Layla is having the upper hand and it's so embarrassing to her.

"Everyone knows your father married your Mum just to get papers!" Chloe said and Layla laughed.

"Just so you know, my parents love story is still the best I've ever heard. My Mum actually made my Dad marry her just so he can have the papers to stay behind, she doesn't want him out of her sight not even for one hour..." Layla paused, a bit surprised to see almost everyone interested in the story.

"Huh..seems everyone is so interested in the love story of a black and white. I'm sorry i'll have to stop there" She smiled.

"That doesn't change the fact that he is African!" Chloe said.

"And, what is wrong with being an African?" Layla asked with all seriousness.

"Maybe if you tell me,i would at least understand why you hate them this much" She added.

Chloe went speechless for some time,she also couldn't understand why she hates blacks and maybe she doesn't hate blacks, maybe she hates Layla personally.

"I do not hate Africans, i hate you!" Chloe said bluntly.

"Why?" Layla asked.

Everyone waited for Chloe's answer but none came.

"Okay..i get it that you hate me,do you have to extend it to my parents,my father in particular?" Layla asked.

"Because they gave birth to you! They fucking gave birth to you. And to think a black! is in the same class that i am...damn!" Chloe growled.