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Chapter 3 - Bras or boys

When I got home I immediately started the interrogation of my dear darling mother who was "innocently" cooking lunch.

"Dear mother from above" I started off. She dropped her knife and turned around slowly.

" Why didn't you tell me that I am going to be living in a school building starting next week?" I quirked an eyebrow.

2 minutes later a bowl of rice dropped in front of me, I eyed it hungrily, My mums playing a dangerous game but I want to see where it will end.

" If you think that you dismiss my anger by a plate of Nigerian food then....... you are totally right, whatever you tell me has to be worth it."

she visibly exhales.

She tells me how the school contacted her and suggested the idea. " I thought it would be a good idea you know get to know people, maybe finally get a boyfriend, without your father's knowledge of course. I'm sorry for not telling you."

I can't say no to a plate of..., I mean my mum. I smiled while chewing.

"I'll be going to start packing now" I inform her and push the plate away and stood up.

"wait I have to ask you something bras or boys?" she quickly exclaims.

WHAT

"Bras of course" folding my hands across the area of where the particular item of clothing was located. What is my mum trying to do? She grimly nods in approval

"I 'll give you a pack of condoms on Monday before you leave .....for emergencies it can be for your friends just don't come back pregnant your dad will kill me" She laughed nervously then shooed me away.

I went up to my room I have lived in this room for 6 years why can't I stay here longer probably till I get a job, anyway I stretch my long fingers to the back of the wardrobe where my suitcases where located. I picked two black ones. a reflection of my gloomy soul.

I went to my wardrobe according to the message Zayda sent me we are to be wearing school uniform which I may be a little happy about, being in high school at a point in my life I have to worry about me wearing the same clothes but, if I go to a boarding school uniforms are the answer to the problem.

Then makeup I decide to leave my old makeup here and take the new ones, I bring the box of new makeup. I looked at my suitcase and my room and I felt the courage to hug everything I was so into hugging everything that I didn't notice someone at the door.

" Sarah, what in the world are you doing" I stopped hugging by standing fan, and straightened myself. Those words were from my dear father.

"I'm just saying goodbye to everything in my room because you basically sold my life to this stupid boarding school" The words where out before I had even noticed it, I am so dead.

I slapped my hand over my hand which weapon was he going to use: a belt, slippers, a soup spoon. I went on my knees and started asking for forgiveness, but my dear father just looked amused.

He chuckled and hugged me then kissed my head, I being smart used this opportunity to hug back and pray that he will forget any of this ever happened.

" daddy mummy wants to give me condoms please stop her," I say into his shirt.

He nods and chuckles his whole chest vibrating.

"I love you Nkem" Nkem was my Igbo name and It means my own which is very cute, I have to admit that fact.

Well, I love you too.

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I spent Saturday sorting out my room, spending as much time I could with Andy who refused to let go of my jeans as soon as she heard the news while muttering to herself" mine, mine" I almost died of cuteness.

In the end, she agreed to spend time with me to replace the time I will miss out with her. So we decided to go to the park. I wore joggers and a hoodie, the park is mainly for 4 types of people: 1 Those who want to meet a future date girl or boy take your pick 2. Those who are actually with their siblings because they want to 3. Those who just sit down and think about their lives while watching others 4. Then the social media pawns who come to make a video, post a picture of them holding a leaf-like as if it's their greatest discovery, I think I despise them the most.

However, I allow Andy to look at all of the slides and swings then her eyes stop at an ice-cream vendor stand and she looks back at me her eyes begging and unluckily for me I am a sucker for eyes. I sigh and find my way to the stand a boy and his little sister is already there and the girl is taking time to pick what she wants, the boy is tall so his head is blocking me from seeing the options, so I tap his shoulder and I'm a tall girl standing at a solid 5'8 but yet he's towering over me.

He turns around and like I said I'm a sucker for eyes, but his are so blue temporarily I forget what I was about to say. It's bluer than Zachs.

" uh, your head is blocking me"

His eyes scan mine then goes down and sees Andy and he nods. I couldn't help but notice that his jawline is so smooth and I admit he is extremely cute.

He bends down while I choose mint for Andy and vanilla for me. His sister finally picks one and I exhale so loudly that she turns around.