Chapter 115

At school, during lunch break, Uche and I sat in the grass in the school field. 

"He found a way to erase it from her phone," I filled Uche in on what happened yesterday with my aunt and Nick. "He was pretty mad after my aunt compared you two."

"I hate it when they do that," he muttered to himself but I could still hear it.

"They?" I wanted to know what or should I say he meant.

"My dad and your aunt. It's like they're in a competition over it or something."

"So she does it like regularly? I've actually never heard her till yesterday."

"Yeah, she doesn't do it quite often as my dad. She only does it when she's kinda fed up with Nick or whenever he does something."

"Like the video?"

"Like the video." He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "My dad's worse. He actually doesn't need a good reason to compare me to anyone." He chuckled. "He once asked why I never went out to parties like Nick. I was still like you then, I hated ever