1 The thinker

I have always been labeled as a genius. Boys and girls too feel threatened by simply opening my mouth to speak. As I walk the school corridor I roamed my eyes and look at the people around. Adjusting my eyeglasses I heard someone say " The results of evaluation exams are out.Have you seen it Keira?" That was Professor Malcolm. As I turned around to respond to him, a feeling that someone was watching my every move struck me. "Yes Sir" I replied at the same time that the group I never hoped to see come to my vision.

"Hey Keira! Seems like you hit the top spot again. No way somebody else could take that position away from you,isn't it?" Sasha the leader of the group said. They were a bunch of girls that has never known what it's like to be poor. Her father is CEO of the biggest real estate developers globally. Being an only child she grew up to be a spoiled and aristocratic girl who wants to get whatever she wants and I guess that includes the top position in the honor roll which I currently hold now.

I just looked at Sasha at started to go on my way to the Computer Lab. She grabbed me by the arm and slightly squeezing it she told me " You know I wanted the No. 1 slot in the honor roll and I need to be the Valedictorian come graduation day. You know what I mean. I must get that slot by hook or by crook if you know what I mean" Her eyes bore on me like the devil's. I wriggled free if her hold and said "you know Sasha if you're so bent on getting the No.1 slot then work had for it.I did." And strode away.

As I sat in front of the computer I thought of a The he conversation that transpired between me and Sasha. I thought of how I got the scholarship grant by working hard on it. Why can't she do the same instead of harassing me to give in?