Check out that feeling that you get when you say something and people will be like,”upon she’s a prayer prefect”,or “look at prayer prefect doing this thing.”
I faked smiles while I got my congratulations. Lawrence came to my class and hugged me.
He said my certificate would be the best since the principal and priest saw me holy enough to be made the prayer prefect.
We were supposed to meet with the ss3s that handled our posts for directions,but in my case,my superior came to me..She noticed how displeased I was with my post and she tried her best to make me see the brighter side of it.
School activities moved on in full speed,the same way Lawrence paved his way into my life with full speed. We went almost everywhere together. He would force me to go with him to a certain place. He would also end up making me enjoy doing that activity with him.
I became lively once more. The only thing that was missing in my life was my friends. I even forgot all about Ebuka. The only thing that mattered to me then was how to get my friends back. We were now seniors and I didn’t know how there reasoning would be.
I went to Regina and apologised. Surprising, it was easy to convince her that I’ll never misbehave again because I cleared her doubts by telling her how Lawrence and I got to be so close and she was so anxious to hear all about it. She went with me to talking to the other girls and before second term exam was over,I had my friends back. That was when I realised that I had missed out on a lot. School became an interesting place once again.
On the second day of our visiting day during the first month of third term,I was informed that I had a visitor. I was surprised because mum had visited me the previous day. I wore my day wear,my black belt and a flat slipper and went out to see who my visitor was.
Immediately I stepped out of our dormitory,I froze. Who did I see? Oh God! Not today and not here.
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