"Ki ki ki ki ki!" I frowned, squeezing my face at Sister Tutu who was busy laughing her pants off. The object of her laughter was not far fetched, the uniform looked so baggy on me that immediately she opened the door to let me in, she burst into a fit of laughter tittering.
"Are you done?" I asked, standing arms akimbo, my sister was clearly out of her mind. She wasn't even letting me in, her body had blocked the door.
"What exactly is the name of that school? A nunnery? A convent? God of mercy!" She guffawed, finally letting me in. I rolled my eyes at this.
"Where is Femi?" I asked, pulling off my tie.
"Not home yet!" She replied a small smile still playing on her lips.
"Ohh! Okay." I had reached my room, Sis Tutu was still at my heels smiling silly. "Will you just go. I know the uniform is funny, but at least have self control."
"Sorry oh!" She was beaming, wearing a smug smile, she left for her room. Which was directly opposite mine by the way.
I entered my room and groaned, plopping on the bed. How I wish I could say, on my way home I got lost, fainted and then landed in the ER. Which in turn made my dad, apologise for being a bad parent.
But wishes are for wishing right?
The bus stop was pretty much easy to get, coupled with the fact that I had other students to walk behind. I got there fine, easy and in good health. No kidnap cases, absolutely none!
One by one, I pulled of all articles of clothing, my shirt, skirt, the black Doc Martens shoe and the frilly socks followed. I wore a simple bum short and big top. Walking to the bathroom we shared and throwing in my uniform in the washing machine.
I did not have the strength to take my bath.
I trudged back to my room and pulled out my notes and textbook. Just on the first day, I already had a truckload of assignments and notes to write. The teachers there played a lot, but they were serious when it came to impacting knowledge.
Grace Reform Academy, before I slipped into the world of note writing and brain aching, I wondered for a brief moment what took Janet and others there?
Nobody had the outlook of a little criminal among them.
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"Teni wake up." Somebody shook me from my sleep. I groaned and turned, the surface area I was having my nap on didn't feel like my bed. That I knew!
"Tennniiii!" Ooh, I slept of while working the maths question.
I stood up slowly, my head aching and yawned,"Good morning." I greeted whoever it was, I was partially blind.
"Morning ke. Come and eat jare, it's dinner time." I lifted the left eyelid, closed it, lifted the right, closed it again and then painstakingly opened both together. It was Femi.
"Dinner, ooh okay." I yawned again, this time having the courtesy of covering my mouth with my hand.
I stood up and followed –dragging my leg, Femi, to the dining room. "Good evening daddy, good evening mummy." They were already seated at the table, including Tutu. Apparently they were waiting for me.
They both nodded in reply. I sat beside Tutu while Femi sat beside my mum. We all said the grace and dove into the food.
"How was school?" Daddy asked, one hand supporting a glass of water he was drinking from, the other dipped in his ewedu soup.
I swallowed the morsel in my mouth swiftly, answering," It was fine sir. Thank you Daddy."
"No problems settling in?" Mummy asked this time, she looked like she wasn't interested in the food in front of her.
"No ma. Not at all ma." This conversation was all shade of awkward.
"Good. I can see they are already impacting the right culture and manner into you." Dad put in, trying to swallow a morsel that stood stubbornly in his throat.
"Yes sir."
"Good."
The conversation ended there, and I wondered if they had already asked after the others day and I was the late comer. I shrugged, it was none of my business, as long as they returned my phone as soon as possible. I reminded myself to collect my uniform from the washing machine the moment I was done eating.
"And you can have your phone..." Mummy started while I lifted my head happily, but dad cut in, "On Friday." He finalized.
My heads drooped down as I said a low 'thank you'.
I just hoped Toni was doing okay. I hadn't heard from her since that last day in school. And I was not allowed to leave home too, so all source of our communication had been disconnected.
I really hoped she was doing fine.