I stopped crying but refused to open the door. I prayed silently that she should leave before I use some cold words on her.
She stopped knocking. I didn’t hear her voice again. About five-six minutes later,I heard a knock on the door to my room. I couldn’t come out because I didn’t know if it was Vivian’s plot to get me out of the bathroom.
Vivian: Rose,am leaving o. Your brother said that you’re needed downstairs. I’ll come back tomorrow.
I had to sound good so she won’t suspect I was avoiding her.
Me: Nne,am purging.
Vivian: Eiyaa. You would have told me earlier than keeping quiet. Mind what you eat inugo (you hear)?
Me: Thank you. Greet your mum for me.
Vivian: Okay.
I heard the door close. I said a quick prayer and turned on the shower and let the water calm my nerves. I came out of the bathroom,dressed up and went downstairs.
The rest of the week went by immediately and before I knew it,I was on my wat back to school,with dad on the wheel and me,just beside him.
He loved taking me to school at the beginning of a new class.
The journey was a smooth one.You will agree with me that travelling in a public transport is nothing compared to travelling in private cars.
Daddy didn’t waste time in my school. He dropped me,went through the normal ritual of giving me words of advice and most importantly,my pocket money before driving off. Before he took off,I had told him that I won’t be coming home till after ss2. He didn’t agree with me at first,but after I reminded him of how my uncle takes care of me,he reluctantly agreed but also promised that they won’t fail to come and see me during the visiting days.
Ss2 was a tough class. I made up my mind not to let anyone come between my books and I.
Lawrence tried on so many occasions to get me to talk to him. I was reluctant at first but after I realised that he only wanted us to be friends, I gave up fighting his friendship. He became my first official male friend. I told him my love story and he said that Ebuka was lucky to have me. I felt the jealousy in those words but I didn’t let them last long on my thoughts.
Rumour started going round that Lawrence and I were now a couple. Lawrence was of course,very happy but me,I resorted to being angry with myself for letting Lawrence into my life.
To him,things were going the way he wanted with or without my consent. Rose against ss2 students,where was I going to start doing the convincing? I just had to let everything be.
Second term came and it was time to hand over posts to us since the ss3s will be commencing waec soon. Lawrence was made the labour prefect while I was made the prayer prefect. I wasn’t happy. The post was a small and stress free one but still,I didn’t like it.
My classmates were all congratulating me.
To them,I would be the closest to the school priest and the principal which would put me in their good books.
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