MR.Charming

Uno - Boarding school

My mother just informed me that I would be attending boarding school - BOARDING SCHOOL!

I'm going to have to stay in a dorm and wear a damn uniform. I do not do uniforms, but it's not like I have a choice.

Ever since dad died, mom has been an insufferable pain in the ass. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother. At one point in time, she was the best mother a girl could ever ask for. I know that I can't expect her to let go of dad, and I don't want her to. I miss my father just as much as she does, and I cry myself to sleep every night whilst thinking about that fateful night when God took my father away from us. Five months... it's only been five months.

Crying is for the weak, and I tend to think of myself as one amongst the strong. "I shall not cry! I won't cry" I told myself.
I return to packing my bags for Downwood Academy, which is the school that will be fortunate enough to have me, Sabrina Folakemi Johnson, as their student come Monday.

Though I was using my packing as a means to keep myself from crying. I couldn't help but think about my Father. "Fuck you cancer! thanks alot for taking my father away!" I said as I folded my SpongeBob underwear.

"I cannot believe Sarah is making you attend that prison they call a school" a female voice exclaimed. I instantly recognized the voice as that of my best friend's, Faith Love.

Faith and I have been best friends since we could talk. She is a beautiful seventeen year old. She has pretty brown hair, a pretty heart-shaped face and a pretty smile. What makes her beautiful though is her awesome personality. She cares for others and her family more than herself.

"Be fair Faith," I started, "my mother just has my best interest at heart." I said as I furrowed my eyebrows

Faith picked up the gray sweatshirt she bought me last year for my birthday and threw it on top of the pile of clothes I have yet to pack.

"I know, it's just... it's not fair. School starts Monday, and like, you leave tomorrow morning, on a Saturday. It's like, not fair. We don't even have that much time to hang out or say goodbye because you have to pack, and I have soccer practice, and well, personally, I'm really, really going to miss you." Faith said.

I enveloped Faith in one of my infamous bear hugs and forced back the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes. I had too much damn pride to cry.

Once Faith had pulled away from the hug, the two of us went back to packing my things, which ended in both of us sitting on my suitcases, and attempting to close them. I own a lot of clothes. I'm not a girlie girl, nor am I a tom boy. Actually, I'm not sure what category I fall under. I don't label myself, and I most certainly don't label others. I get along with everyone at my school, or rather, my old school and no I'm not conceited. I'm simply stating a fact. Plenty of times, I've been told that I'm a likable person, and I can't say that I disagree.

"You can always come and visit me during the Holidays," I blurted once we had finished packing my things. "We've been spending Christmas together since forever, and well, you can bring along my favorite jollof rice you make" I added as I saw her laugh to my words.

"Don't be a selfish ass Sabby," Faith added. "I'm not the only one that's going to miss you, you know?" I nodded. I'm already aware of the fact that I'm going to be missed by all my friends at school - most I've said goodbye to, and some, well, I just can't say goodbye to them. It hurts too much. Faith seemed to notice my gloomy expression, so she quickly changed the topic.

"Think of it this way, at this school, there will be more boys, and who knows, maybe you'll find that Mr. Right you've always been searching for." She winked poorly at me and I couldn't fail to laugh.

Ah! My Mr. Right I forgot about that. I wonder if he'll feed me ice cream as we watch the moon. Oh who am I kidding I'm a sucker for love I thought to myself.

"I'm going to miss you so much," Faith blurted zapping me out from my imaginations.
"Who am I going to go shopping with? Seriously, none of our other friends like shopping like we do, and it's like... our thing to do Ethen and Peter won't go with me, because they're always busy doing things with each other, if you catch my drift, and Stace got into a major bitch mode this summer. So, basically, it's going to be me, Ethen, Peter, April, and May at the lunch table, and outside of school, I'll be bored out of my mind. I might just go insane with boredom, because everyone else will be too busy."

Ethen and Peter are Hoover High School's resident gay couple, and they have been Faith and I's best friends since first grade when they rubbed us with paint during recess. We threw mud at them, and viola, an everlasting friendship was formed.

"Faith! Your mom is here" my mom shouted from downstairs.

Fresh tears welled in my eyes, but I forced them to stay back.

I would not cry, not again. Not already.

Faith bit down on her now quivering lip, and instead of saying something, she hugged me.

"I love you, best friend," Faith whispered before pulling away from the hug.

I smiled, albeit sadly. "I love you, too, best friend. We'll always be cousins by blood, best friends by choice, and sisters by heart."

"Always," Faith whispered before waving goodbye and exiting my bedroom.

AUTHORS NOTE
I honestly do not know what to say about this chapter
Is it too long ?
Is it too short ?
Those questions flying in and out of my mind. I had this inspiration to write this story so well here I am.
I hope you guys love this chapter and I hope I get enough time to update again and again until the end of this book
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PS- Jollof rice is a Nigerian delicacy being the fact that Sabrina is from Nigeria but lives in London.