MY DAYS AT CROWN SCHOOL??
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✒Episode_29⌚
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Just as Mercy said, the next day, we headed to Nicon Town Estate, as it was s£nt by Temi. As Mr. John drove down the estate, I couldn’t keep my eyes to myself. I stared at each beautiful building decorated with flowers. Is not as if I’ve never seen houses like that in Abuja, but how come, here alone, has beautiful houses. So beautiful, and quiet.
Some gates were transparent ones, while some fenced the whole house that the roof was the only thing you could see.
But as I was admiring the beauty of the place, I didn’t forget where we were going to. Number twenty seven. And in just two minutes, Mr. John st©pped. I raised my head, and behold, the beautiful house was staring at me.
“Are you sure this is the place?” Mercy asked.
White colour
Two sto-rey building
It has ixora flowers
You will see a black gate.
“Yes, it is,” I confirmed.
We got down from the car.
“Give her a call to let her know we are around. We can’t start knocking, disturbing the peace of everyone in the estate.” Mercy said.
I brou-ght out my phone, and dialed Temi’s number. Immediately she picked it, she didn’t allow me to talk.
“You guys are here? Aww,” she screamed in my ears, and immediately, she hanged up.
We told Mr. John that we would call him once we are re-ady to go home. He told us to call him on time, and we promised we won’t be staying for long. Immediately he left, I adjusted my pink schiffon. Everyone who saw it on me, said I looked very beautiful.
To me, they were only exaggerating. The schiffon was nice though, but I wanted something better. I should be thankful I found one of Mercy’s t©ps that sized me, because Mercy to me should be called a model.
And most of her t©ps were ti-ght ones that brings out her shape. I was sure she plastered the beautiful on me when she saw me on that schiffon because we’ve almost brou-ght out all her clothes from the cu-pboard.
We heard the sound of the gate, and before we could look to the direction, a beautiful voice shouted my name in a very modernized way. That tush, and tiny voice.
“Suzy, are you kidding! Is that really you?” She hvgged me, and we re-leased ourselves. She laughed. “My God! Suzy it’s really you.”
Haha..
I could not laugh out.
Of course it’s me
Is Suzy herself.
“Wow! It’s so good to see you in Lagos this way. You’re always looking beautiful,” she added.
I laughed. “Thank you. And you too.”
She was looking beautiful in her off shoulder, black go-wn that hvgged her curves. I quic-kly dragged Mercy to Temi.
“Temi, meet my cousin I told you about. Her name is Mercy.” I introduced the two.
Temi looked wow, as if she saw something magical. “I like your stature. Are you a model?”
“No,” Mercy replied, and smiled at her. “And thanks. It’s really nice meeting you.”
“Same,” Temi hvgged her. “Guess I will start telling the guys in my family to come over and pick one.”
Both of them laughed, because they knew they were just teasing themselves.
But wait ..
Temi had never said she likes my stature.
Suzy, are you jealous?
Jealous? She’s just trying to say she can’t be fat
like me.
“Okay guys, come in, come in,” she ushered us in. We entered, and from my right side, three cars were parked there. I didn’t know much about cars but from my left side, I could see, Hyundai, and Camry parked beside each other. But without anyone saying a word to me, I knew those cars would be awesomely expensive. As we were going, Temi spoke up.
“You guys should feel at home. Mom and Dad is not around, except from my brother,” she informed us. We walked throu-gh a pas-sage, and we saw Temi re-moved her fancy sli-ppers at one side. Immediately, we re-moved our sandals too.
“Feel at home,” she said again, as we took our seat on the brown, leather chair. Big Samsung TV was displa-ying cartoon which was meant for little children, and immediately, I recognized Sofia the first. So Temi still watched cartoon at this age?
“Mercy, Suzy, that’s my elder brother over there.” She pointed to a guy not far from us. He sat at a corner working on a l@pt©p. Common ‘hi’ he couldn’t say to us.
“plea-se don’t mind his attitude for not saying hi.” Temi said, as if she knew what I was complaining about. “He’s just like that whenever he’s on his l@pt©p. Nothing matters to him anymore, because his full concentration is based on that thing,” she explained. “Just a minute,” she excused herself.
Well, we weren’t there for him anyways. Temi c@m£ back with a small tray each. She brou-ght Mercy and I a glas-s each, and poured the jui-ce she brou-ght for us. “Victoria, and Debbie would soon join us. They are alre-ady on their way,” she announced. “Enjoy your jui-ce while I quic-kly change to a new dress.”
I tried to take my time and looked at her brother again. It was very obvious he was in his early twenties. Either twenty one or twenty two. His face looked very young, but his stature was saying something else. I couldn’t guess how tall he could be, because he was sitting down. But I could see his broad shoulder, from the blue Jersey he put on, and his fitted b©dy popping out of it. It was very obvious he gym’s a lot.
Suddenly, a loud laughter c@m£ out from him, getting our attention, but then, heavy footsteps were coming towards the sitting room, and before I knew it, I heard a familiar voice screamed my name.
“Suzy is in Lagos!”
“This is a dream come true.”
Both Victoria, and Debbie acted the p@rt two of what Temi started, and I could hear Mercy laughing.
I laughed also because the girls were still on the madness.
“Suzy in Lagos again!” ?
“Another dream coming true.”
Haha.. I laughed. In their dreams.
But I will definitely love to.
“Guys meet my cousin Mercy.” I quic-kly introduced her as soon as they st©pped talking.
Sometimes, you will think all these rich girls don’t talk at all, because they look quiet, and innocent. Temi is an example.
They welcome Mercy, hvgged her, and tease her. It was all fun.
“You guys really look alike. But besides the same face, the same colour of the skin, there is a word and opposite.” Debbie said, and everyone laughed, including me. She’s always that frank. But soon, she would receive a sl@p from being frank.
Temi joined us, and we all had fun together.
“Hope you’re not n@ûghty like our Suzy?” It was Victoria who asked.
Mercy laughed. She was alre-ady flowing with the girls. “So you guys know she’s n@ûghty.”
“Very very,” Debbie exaggerated. “And that’s why she found herself a n@ûghty Victor.” She win-ked.
“Hmmmm…..” Everyone there chorused, and I was the only one who laughed, to st©p myself from blu-shing.
Mercy took it to her advantage, and tickle me. I laughed so ha-rd . “You guys should just st©p. Or else, I will go back to Abuja now.”
They laughed.. “n@ûghty Victor,” they chorused again. I stood up, pretending I was going to leave, and they all laughed.
“Head girl in the building,”
“We hail o..”
they said, and I couldn’t help laughing.
“So, you guys are not taking me out?” I asked still standing.
“We wanted to go to the beach, but there is nothing you and Mercy will change to.” Victoria explained.
“May be we should take her to KFC then,” Debbie suggested. But they turned to look at her, as if what she said was bad.
“Don’t mind her Suzy, she likes that place a lot.” Temi said.
“But I don’t mind,” I told them.
“Sharp girl!” Debbie flashed her white teeth at me.
At the corner, where sat the guy who never said ‘hi’ to us. I didn’t know what took my eyes back to that place. But as I looked to his side, I caught him looking at me, and immediately I looked away.
Why? I couldn’t reason.
Mercy and I left together with the girls and had fun. They paid for everything Mercy and I ate, took with us, and even bought us ice cream and chicken to take home, after we’ve eaten so much that I could hear my stomach saying,
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Suzy there is no space again
Space full!!
Space full!!
Mr. John c@m£ to pick us, and as we were on the way to the house, the aroma of the chicken wasn’t helping my situation at all. So I picked one, and immediately I heard my stomach beeping like Mercy’s alarm clock.
Suzy no space!!
I said no space!!
No space or not, I finished the chicken I was holding.
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