Chapter 92

"I don't want to go to class, Uche." I held him back when we got to the door of the classroom. "You got the video deleted and you found a way to stop them from talking about me in the group chat, but they've got lips you know. You can't seal that." My anxiety was getting the better of me.

"Just ignore them," I heard him say like it was so easy. 

"I... I can do that," I muttered to myself as I remembered that I could. I used to have classmates and neighbors say the most horrible shit about my mum and her addiction, and I survived it.

I freed my hands from his and kissed him on the cheeks before walking in. He followed behind and all eyes turned to us. When we entered.

Everyone just paused what they were doing and stared at us till Uche went to his seat and I went to mine, then their looks became divided.

"Is it true?" Someone asked from behind me but I pretended not to hear so he called my name. "Julie," he called and I rolled my eyes and turned. I