Twenty Seven

                         ~Jade~

'Give it up for Uthman Gbadamosi'

I strained my ears to hear properly. I did not know when my hands that were otherwise clampsed together as if in a prayer became fisted until my nails started tearing my skin. I stared at the little blood horridly before I stood up admist the loud cheers from the students. Luckily for me, there was a door behind the podium so I used that and I went outside. I needed fresh air. Immediately I got outside, I felt something trickling down my face. I used the back of my hand to wipe it off angrily. 

Damn it Jade, why are you crying? 

I'm crying because I never imagined myself not winning this. This means a lot to my career, to the law degree I want to get, to the legacy