Chapter 9 Spill, Pretty Please

• For the rest of the the day, I spent it indoors counting the ceiling. The only time I went downstairs was when Meredith, Bisola and Foluke showed up. The moment they stepped foot in my room, foluke dramatically went to door and shut it. "Oya, spill." She said.
• "What?" I shrugged pretending not to understand what she was on about.
• Meredith gave me an all knowing look, "oh please. You can tell us anything. That's why we're friends right."