Another beautiful morning for the Dare's, there is a lot to be told. I'm Diane Dare the fifth and last born of my family. My father Dickson Dare is a businessman greatly vested in politics, when I say greatly vested I truly mean it. My mom Danita Dare, an igbo woman from the Eastern part of Nigeria isn't and will never be a housewife not even in her next world. She owns the number one-rated private University in West Africa as a whole, somehow she found herself in politics. What a couple!
That aside, my siblings.....haaaaaaa a whole lot of siblings, having four persons to respect as elders apart from my parents isn't a cool joke. Our firstborn David Dare is the CEO of his own company. After working in my father's company for five years decided to rebel and set up what he calls Classics Bank, he no longer wants to walk in my father's shadow as he professed, even though he usually gets his support. He is my mom's favourite. Who cares for favourite shit!
Enough of him, our second born, the lady of the house, Miss Daniella Dare, a lawyer. Seems like my family has the whole country in its hands...lol funny! Not so much about her because we fight the most and as usual I get scolded for talking to the mother of the house as branded by my Dad.
Then we have Daniel Dare a doctor, always serious, wearing an angry face like a hungry dog. He says less and cares less...this family self, I don't have much on him either, he is so secretive that sitting amongst us feels unsafe to him....I wonder who will marry that dude.
Ok! Douglas Dare or my favourite, is the only human being I managed to love. He is a car dealer, the reason why cars are choked up in my house. I found it funny sometimes how he ended up selling cars, and how accountable he is....maybe he is intelligent!
Adding to that, he is the most open person, you can see right through him if you mean to extract information. He isn't a tough guy that's why he is my dad's second option.
Finally, me, yeah I feel like there is no need but, there is always a need. Me being born into this family feels like a mistake, a big one at that. Imagine the gap ...I'm still in 300L, that's why everyone treats me like shit. Just imagine working for yourself and demanding nothing not even a kobo from your parents or siblings that is the coolest. Riding your freaking car to whatsoever place you want and doing whatever you deem right, in this house I'm just like a toy, tossed to different corners as the situation demands.
I can still remember when I was making my University and career choice. I wanted to be a Lawyer...
'There is no need to go there, your sister is in the field already', my dad interrupted searching for more options.
' You see baby, we want you to have the best, let's keep the family even. Been perfect in all spheres is the target.....' my mom added with what looked like a caring look but was not to me.
' You can study international Relations, it's a good course', my dad chipped in.
' No, I can't do that'
'w..h..y', he stressed.
' I'm no longer a child, I know what I can do, I can't study so many languages, I rather study mass Communication'.
' Mass ... what! Baby, you can't do that. It doesn't look classy or professional', I turned to my dad for backup.
' Diane, can't you just listen to your parents'
'Dad!', I said in utter disappointment, ' Or I should go for theatre art or music then'.
'No, no, no, no, no, no', my mom waged her hand rigorously.
' Fine, it feels cool having someone in the media. As a politician, is not bad at all', that was my dad.
' Really?', I reacted in disbelief.
' I see where you are shooting from', my mom said laughing hard.
Turning to me, ' It's okay dear, it is a very good choice and I promise to stand by you till eternity', she added.
'Awn, thank you, mummy', I rose from my seat hugging my mom and dad. ' Thank you, Daddy'
Feeling relieved I sat giggling and filling the form.
' Mom.....I chose your school', I announced smiling.
'Oh...that's great, amazing!', my dad exclaimed, patting my back.
' Darling....', my mom looks uncomfortable now, with more to say.
I wonder what she has to say this time, holding my dad's hand across the table she started.
' Darling, letting her school in my University is not real you know that'
That was a big one...Gush I feel tired, my mom looks like a troublemaker right now. The look on my face could tell it all.
Still holding my dad, ' Remember Daniella's time, it feels like she was on a scholarship, I can't bear people talking this time'.
I sat there looking at my dad.
' We have the money to train our baby girl in one of the best too'
Baby girl? ....is that me or someone else? I rolled my eyes.
'Hmmmmm....mom where should I put in?', I asked in total surrender.
With a smile, she held my hands,
'Covenant University'
I nodded my head in agreement no need to argue, I had played her cards I needed to display mine too.
' This school is the most rated, I checked it out and you growing there will guide your five senses.' She proceeded.
Seeing the confused look on my dad and my face, she blurted, 'It's a Christian institution, your life there will be great'.
'I accept mom, I will go'
' I love how you value your parents' good thoughts for you', my dad accoladed.
' Thanks, Dad.,..but'
Time to play my cards....
' I don't want to stay in the hostel', drawing closer to my dad
'I want to be leaving home, my family is my priority'. Forming what looks like pity. ' I can't bear staying away anymore dad, I don't want another boarding school'
' Oh no, you need not cry'
'You can leave here to school', my mom answered raising her hand for an extra condition.
' Mom!', I let out looking down.
' No cars then'
'What!'
' I won't support you having a car too', my dad supported
' How will I get to school then?'
'We will see to that', my mom concluded, leaving the dining.
' Dad?'
' It's for the best', he said leaving me behind too.....
The so-called 'see to it' my mom boasted of at then was a humiliating decision where I was been used to practising family love. My siblings were to take routine in dropping me at school every day, tragic right? The only person I enjoy his ride is Douglas at least he wishes me well anytime he drops me off, unlike the rest.
I can still remember when Daniella was supposed to ride me to school on a Tuesday, She was so busy dolling herself up that I was getting late and couldn't wait any longer. I angrily took off with my bicycle without minding if she dropped me or not.
Here comes the terrible act, though I hadn't gone far from home and I'm sure my parents must have yelled at her concerning me. She drove speedily past me, leaving no space for me and my poor bicycle, The next thing was seeing myself on the ground.
It was the height of it, I angrily got up heading to her, she just got down from her car, which was a good one, expecting to get a sincere apology I quietly paused and waited for it but she looked at me and fucking zoomed off. I was so angry that expressing myself was difficult and had to skip lectures for the day.
Yeah, that was a long time again, I'm now used to it and it feels cool No issue. Getting dropped off every day by my siblings and taken back home by my driver isn't a big deal anymore.
That's us the DDs, we got it from our parents.
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Monday morning used to be hectic I pity these house helps. It's just like ghosts walking out of their shelves, no one talks, just walk to the dining table and await your service. I'm the only one that greets, wow...enough of the pity party!
Walking down the stairs I head for the dining table, first to my dad, mom and my siblings according to hierarchy that is an important tradition. We had toasted bread, butter, egg, fresh juice, fruit salad and tea. I'm the only one who prays before eating the rest just dig in, We are just allowed to do whatever we want.
Finishing my breakfast I waited for our firstborn, David by his car, it is his duty to drop me at school every Monday. Just then he walked out carrying his briefcase and some documents, he opened the car and we drove out just like the rest.
Arriving at school, I felt refreshed. I have just two friends, Chris and Gina. My university is at another level, is no joke. This is where the children of the most powerful people in the state school and you see how almost everyone flaunts their wealth. I am not left out, I mean I can't be left out, that is the last thing my sis would watch me do.
I'm in my third year and I will be out by next year. Fortunately, I'm the course rep..... a lot for the DDs! School is always fun doing the usual stuff, hanging out with your squad and peppering others. In my class, there are four groups while the rest students vibe their way, not existing in any of the groups.
We have the Chloe's gang, they are the hottest I won't lie, even as it's hard to admit. Every guy wishes to mingle with these girls, you need to see them with their hot dresses, shoes and vibes during games. Their parents all fell from the richest league, of course, a fruit doesn't fall far from its tree.
Then Cynthia's gang, they are the bookworms and geniuses. It's not like they don't dress but they focus more on their books and they have a planned habit of always wearing specs, I'm not sure they all have eye problems, maybe because people think highly of students who do wear specs. Guys only vibe with them when exams are close and as wise as they could be you will be dead depending on them during exams especially when they are aware of your tricks.
Then the Rapheals group was named Angel Raphs. It's just a guy's group from the wealthiest family. even some of the FYB students mingle with them. They are the hottest guys group in the whole school.
Finally my group....we are just three, we broke out of the different groups because of our taste maybe unique....lol. I broke out of Cynthia's crew, I can't bear wearing glasses every freaking day, I was then invited by Chloe, no need it was rejected.
Gina was in Chloe's group, She took off because of the brutal way they treat students and believe in their parents for cover-ups, then Chris was once an Angel Raph.....lol, he had a fight with their gang star Raphael over a lady. Raphael felt like his spotlight had been stolen and Chris's showing up took away everyone's attention from him, which led to a serious clash. Chris had to leave seeing that he wasn't wanted in the group anymore. You see? Both home and school are fun and competitive.
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