When you are alone, mind your thoughts.
When you are with friends, mind your tongues.
When you are angry, mind your temper.
When you are with a group, mind your behavior.
When you are in trouble, mind your emotions.
When God starts blessing you, mind your ego.
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Tuesday was warm and bright and like any other Tuesday's immediately after the Morning Assembly, the SSS2 students had Mathematics. Their Mathematics teacher, Mr Balogun, a short man in his early forties but looked ten years older, hairy and had scars that most students would regard as scary.
Most students never liked him.

Jaiyeola's P. O. V

I was seated next to a girl named Martins Clara, a brown skinned and chubby girl, She was friendly and asked to seat next to me .

She was an old student, she also introduced me to two of her friends and I liked them, they were cool and calm, they also acted really matured, unlike my stupid cousin.

The mathematics teacher who I would describe as old, mainly because I don't know his age, but he sha looked old...
He walked in with a duster and a cane in his hand also two markers.
I did not like his face mainly because he resembles my step father. And he looked so strict.

The whole class stood up to greet him, many of the students were grumbling, I mean who teaches on the first week of resumption?

"Morning class... Have your seats."
He said not really caring about the greeting, he picked up the marker and wrote the topic on the board.

Algebraic processes and Quadratic Equations.

One of my best topics from SSS1
"Leave a page for the schemes of work...We would write that afterwards. "

The man said, still I don't know his name and I did not care to.
I found something cool about the school, there were no certain class teachers for each class.

Which was better I guess.
The man wrote the objectives on the board when I heard loud noises of students laughing and roaring

I looked at my right, the direction were all the students faced, it was the SSS3 science students, all of them were moving to a lab downstairs, and I could see Stella laughing her ass out as she placed her arms over those two guys...
Paul and the other one. The other one that did not say his name... Who cares?

Stella was just too lousy, I rolled my eyes and faced the board, when I noticed that the Maths teacher had been staring at me.

Why is he looking at me nah?

"You...Over there. "
The man said pointing at me, I stood up carefully, but very confused though.

"Your name? "
He asked looking very curious.
What is his business gaan?
Me I don't have time for all this oo.
"Jaiyeola. "
I replied looking confused
"So you are new here... Hope you know that the lazy ones who look out the window when the teacher is teaching don't last here."

He said before some students started to whisper to one another, not like I was certain that they were talking about me, but there is a high possibility that they were gossiping about me.

Did he just call me lazy, I swear I will change it for him.
Old ugly mucheche !
I just stood there looking at him

Just then the Vice Principal walked in, and again everyone greeted and sat down, except me.

"Good morning sir. "
The math teacher greeted the vice principal.
"Ohh, morning Mr Balogun... I don't think the new students have been addressed. "
The vice principal said.
I still stood there minding my business and silently cursing the so called Mr Balogun.

"Okay, then let us start from the scape goat. " Mr Balogun said obviously referring to me .

"Mr Balogun don't you know her?" The Vice Principal asked the maths teacher, and the two awkward men were still referring to me.

I don't like being the center of concentration, especially in a class were Ive not made many friends.

"She's the student with the highest score... She scored 96 over a hundred in the entrance exams. "
The vice principal said, leaving the ugly mucheche speechless.

And then I narrowed my eyes at him.
Excited to see his reaction and the look on his ugly face, imagine calling the best student lazy.

"Sit down, and do not disturb my class. " He ordered.
I know he has a problem with me.
I hate his ugly face,
Ode teacher!.

Just then he started to ask other new students their names.

It was a long boring class, it seemed like forever.
And all through the class Mr Ugly mucheche, continued to stare at me, it was as if he was trying to find faults in me.

And somehow he irritates me, I hate his class
I hate his face
And he kept asking me questions, but luckily I got everything.

Mathematics has always been my major weakness, I scored the complete twenty marks in the course subject exam, twenty-nine over thirty in English and Twenty-five over thirty in Mathematics.

But I sha still pass, and right now I'm so proud of myself to hear that I got the best marks for this year student's overall, entrance exams, I'm going to make Anjola proud like mhad!

But right now I feel like ripping of mucheche's face, trust me I'm not scared to stand up to a teacher,
I did it so many times in my previous school like, but I later became all the teacher's favorite student,
Isn't that cool...
Being close to all your teachers especially your class teacher.

I once jerked a teacher by the clothes, she was a young lady, and I beat nonsense out of her body...
I was suspended, for a week and she was the one at fault so she was fired sha, it was not the first time she had cases like that...

Cases of getting into stupid fights with her students and always being at fault .

My mom came to school and defended me although I told her that I did not need her stupid help. And when I resumed back, the boy's in my class started to call me Iron Lady, although I warned them not to call me that but you know boys.

They love wahala.
So I ignored them, although most of them were my friends and most of my friends were boys.

I did play with all the girls alike though... After all,
We are living together in the same hostel, just that I wasn't that close to most of them.
And because of that they also called me Tomboy and Iron Lady.

But it was love for all hatred for none. So I liked all my classmates,

One of my male friends, confessed that he had stupid feelings for me, but I did not feel the same way.

I did not believe in love, love only hurts, I have seen what it did to my mom, and to Anjola.

"Have a wonderful day." Mr Balogun said before narrowing his eyes at me while leaving the classroom.
I just thank God that drama was over.

"Thank God." Clara said before hissing, so no one likes the mucheche.
"You don't like him?. "
I asked Clara looking very curious.
"Only idiots do jare."
Clara said before placing her head on her note book and yawning.
I smiled at what she said, at least I'm not the only one who does not like him.

And I plan to avoid that man's face for as long as possible.
We have no business than he should teach and fuck off!

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