The Tales Of An African School: The Teenage Diaries

"It was another day at Lyon Academy. Classes were in full swing, and students were seriously preparing for their upcoming mid semester examination. "

"Haha, Naya, very funny," Adjoa, Naya's best friend, said.
"But seriously, AJ, everyone looks so serious because of the mid sems. I mean, it's just the mid sems, but they are acting like it's the end of semester exams. " Naya exclaimed

"Were you not there when Aunty C gave the latest news."Adjoa asked.

"Nope. Why was it serious." Naya said, obviously confused.

"Well, she made it very clear that anyone who got less than 600 marks as their raw score will not attend the bi-annual sports competition." Adjoa explained

"WHAAAAAT AJ are you serious right now. How come I never heard of it." A surprised Naya asked.

"Yes, of course. Why else would Kweku pick up a book to read."

"Fair point AJ fair point. Well then, we better go hit the books. After all, who would want to miss THE bi-annual sports competition."

"Exactly. let's go, Naya."

"Sure. Please teach me the Science. I don't get the lever part of - what's that topic name again? "

"Simple Machines." Adjoa answered

"Right. Teach me that one AJ."

"Sure. Do you have -"

"ADJOAAAAA"

"WHAT THE HECK MATT WHY WOULD YOU SCREAM MY NAME LIKE THAT?" Adjoa exclaimed with irritation.

"Sorry, but you did it too, Adjoa."

"That's because you did it first, Matteo."

"Okay, okay, settle down, love birds," Naya said in a suggestive tone.

"Naya, don't even try it. You know Matteo and Adjoa can never be."

"And you think you have a better chance, Aleem." Naya asked.

"Well, of course," Aleem affirmed.

"Ugh, boys. Let's go, AJ. "

"Sure, Naya."