Tanwa.

I was starting to get used to the school system and I wasn't getting to school late again, the first week had gone perfectly well and Mr Martins had gone on another business trip which I was very happy about.

The only person that gave me trouble now was Gloria, Gloria had found a way to make my some of our class mates despise me.

I had made some friends like Anjola and another girl named Rose.

Anjola, my pretty seat partner who thought I was good looking when she was the beauty herself.

Anjola is thick, dark and very pretty she had nice set of teeth and I secretly admired her perfect dentition.

Rose was rather quiet and she sat next to a guy named John, John was well reserved and we only talked a few times before.

Rose was brown skinned, she had  red lips that were heart shaped, she was a bit skinny, average height and a few birthmarks lain on her face.

Rose was a B student but she was usually quiet and shy.

Anjola didn't like Gloria too especially when I told her about how her mom treated me like their slave, although I didn't tell her about her dad molesting me.
I was too ashamed to even talk about it especially because I've only known her for a short while.

We both talked about so many things last week, about my village, my childhood days and she thinks I'm hilarious and funny, and I really don't want her to think some old man with stretch marks dick has been finding ways to drill my holes aggressively.

She also told me she wanted to be my close friend it made me feel so great that someone wanted to actually be close friends with me not just anyone. This good looking girl named Anjola.  Anjola was a bit talkative, she loved to gist and share her experience about life, she told me a lot about Lagos,

Lagos was a beautiful place, if you can live in Lagos and be successful, you can be successful anywhere in the world she said.

Lagos was a place for preys and predators, anyone in Lagos could be a prey to the land.

She told me a lot about the school and how soooo powerful the seniors here are, in fact juniors are very prone to bullying.

You can step on a senior and be punished severely even after apologizing and cleaning the senior's shoe.

That's how things are and that's how they have been for a long time now.

Gloria had two friends too, not just friends, best friends and the three of them always insulted me which a times made me feel bad and other times I became very very angry!

Gloria told her friends that I was a village girl and that I was just an house help who her mom pitied and decided to let her study so they all started to treat me like one even in schoo, rather than treating me like their classmate.

And day by day she made the rest of my classmates start to see me as inferior, what made it worse was my stature, I looked more like a Senior, I looked older, chubby, bursty. You could say I have a big ass and big succulent boobs... But I was rather ashamed of this.
Have I mentioned how uncomfortable these skirts are! They are wayy to short!
One has to be very conscious while picking from the floor something or bending and I really can't do without wearing a tithe.

Let's not talk about how the male teacher's looked at me, my government teacher was licking his lips the other time as he marked my note books, I even caught him staring at my cleavages, they were opened all thanks to the fake buttons on my shirt.

I've also been avoiding Senior Adah and her friends so much, Anjola warned me to stay away from them the day I bumped into Adah and Mrs Owolabi's son, Micheal.

They all looked at me weirdly and senior Adah spat words out with disgust... I kept begging as Anjola watched from an angle to avoid trouble for herself.

Senior Adah was about to hit my face so bad when Mrs Owolabi's son stopped her and held her hand.

I looked directly into their eyes not aware how much trouble they can be. The rules still stand! Don't look into their eyes because they're some kind of student gods.

"She's new here." Mrs Owolabi's son said looking at me from head to toe like I wore some attractive magnetic suit. But when he stared into my eyes I knew he didn't find me attractive rather I irritated him, as if there was poop on my head.

"Yes but she's not blind." Another senior said with a venomous look.

"She's yet to know that you don't look seniors like us directly in the eye, she's yet to open her eyes and see that we don't take her shit! She's yet to see that no one give two fucks if she's blind or if it was her clumsiness." Mrs Owolabi's son said right in my face, it felt like his eyes were penetrating into mine and I started to feel some kind of heat, like his eyes were burning mine or something.

All of a sudden he pushed me out of his way so he could pass, using his left shoulder to hit my breast.
I didn't think he targetted that area because he didn't look back, smile or feel gigly about it.

I felt the pain so bad I held unto my chest, why was I so dumb to stand in front of him?

Maybe because I wasn't expecting it, I thought he'd see me as his sister since his mom helped me.

I felt somewhat insulted by this as I bent my head in shame still holding my chest.

"You got away this time sugar." Senior Adah warned, two other guys smirked and just then I noticed they were five.

Two girls including senior Adah, two other guys and Mrs Owolabi's son, it took a while to recognise them but Anjola told me their names.

Micheal larbi
Aaraamuna Adah
Blair Anthony
Nelson
And James

I made up my mind to avoid all five of them because they were nothing but trouble!
Anjola told me how dangerous they were, they could go as far and hitting a student badly! 

Anjola told me she once messed with them and they made her pay,  she didn't tell me how though, she said she was way too ashamed to talk about it.

It left me very curious
Did they hit her? Are they some kind of secret cult! Are they bullies?

So I did as she said fully aware that they were all likely to be bullies and they were nothing but trouble!

I got to know that when Adah beat a girl so bad that she was bleeding through her nose then the junior girl was handed over to the health prefect by the same senior Adah.

Anjola later told me of her rough relationship with one of Micheal's friend and how it ended in a violent mess, she told me they punished her but I wasn't told how exactly she was so careful not to spit it out.

I didn't know much and I wasn't properly introduced since I joined them on the fifth week, I had to take some tests which I missed and thanks to Anjola who was very brilliant I passed the tests with C's and a D in maths.

Atleast I didn't get an E or F which I know are the least one could get.

Everything was going smooth and the daily routine was, walking up at 4, I start with my chores then start cooking by 5, I take my bath after cooking around 6 then I dress up, serve breakfast, pack lunch and by seven fifteen I'm ready for school.

Assembly starts seven forty five so I trek to school, a twenty to twenty five minutes walk away from home depending on my mood and strength.

Gloria is so lucky the driver drives her and her siblings to school while I treck to school and back.

School closes three pm, then lesson start immediately till four thirty.

I get home by five, wash my uniform, even that of Gloria and her wicked siblings.

Then I scrape the food in the pot or manage the left overs, suffering has started now that Mr Martin is on his business trip and I no longer eat on the dinning table with the family.

Then I do my assignment, while preparing dinner and the evening snacks.

After dinner, I wash the plates and go to bed, that's around ten o clock.  Sometimes I fall asleep while reading, even if I place my legs in cold water like Anjola told me to.

This remedy doesn't work for me one bit, infact I think the cold water enhances my sleep.

Then I'm up again by four in the morning.

Sigh.

I particularly loved Wednesday mornings, bright, full of energy the only time I'm free from the bondage of short revealing skirts!

I couldn't help but remember what happened this Wednesday when Anjola decided to show me around the old junior block that is now abandoned and isolated in the northern part of the school near some tall palm trees.

I was happy because it was another opportunity to know my way around this big confusing school!

When we got there, we started hearing squeaky sound which made both of us a bit frightened.

We moved closer to a class in the old junior school block where the sound seemed to be coming from, the window was shut and old dusty curtains were slightly dropped.

The sound was coming from there and it wasn't exactly as if someone was screaming more like squeaking, we decided to listen well and we discovered it was a girl's voice or maybe a furniture that couldn't bare heavy pressure!

We both decided to listen well and in few seconds we were hearing a girl's voice...

After hearing what she was saying Anjola and I faced one another as our jaws dropped.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, in Bronzite college!

Hmmm what do you think is happening?

And what do you think about Anjola?

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Love y'all!

Zainab*🎀❤