In the bustling corridors of teenagehood , where dreams and ambitions intermingled with teenage drama, friendships were forged, hearts were broken, and secrets thrived beneath the surface. The story you're about to embark on unfolds in the lives of...
"What is it?" I flinched at the sound of her voice...her very powerful and authoritative voice
"If you don't have a reason to call me then don't"
My mother Mrs Ojo is the rudest person I know
"Straight forward" she calls it
"Erm...I want...ed...to...erm"
"Stop that nonsense"
"You haven't paid for the practical money I told you about" I rapped in one breadth..She stopped typing on her computer for less than a milliseconds then resumed typing again..... totally ignoring me
"What practical?"she asked approximately an hour after I told her about it...she has always been like that so I wasn't surprised
"Biology ma'am"
"You do biology?" She looked like a bomb was dropped in front of her and was to explode in seconds
"Yes"
"Yes what?"
"Yes ma'am " I quickly added
"You do biology" this time it sounded more like a statement than a question
She closed her laptop and started laughing...... laughing like the lunatic she was.
"Your school like stealing my money Sha...what do you know that you're doing biology"
"Biology is compulsory,I dropped further maths last term like you instructed"
"Are you not an art student?Gbemi doesn't do biology"
"It's compulsory in my school" I raised my voice in annoyance and frustration
"You're shouting?" I didn't reply
"Answer me...keep shouting na BASTARD" I was used to it ,every single one of it...The names ,the comparison , everything
"Are you going to pay or not" I dared to ask
"How much is the stupid thing?"
"It's fifteen thousand naira " I lied...it was an obvious lie but she didn't ask ,she never did
She counted twenty thousand naira notes and threw on the table, continuing what she was doing earlier "Thank you ma " she didn't reply ,I've actually never heard her reply
"I'm going out" she ignored me and I took my key and quickly left the house...
I received a text
She😥:Be home before seven
I rolled my eyes and wore my headset
After Dan , Music was the one thing that keeps me alive .....I kept singing and dancing while I strolled into Gentry estate not caring about the eyes on me
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