•Jesugbemi•

I woke up late and if not for the loud chatters of my roommates, i probably wouldn't have woken up before the second bell and Mammie might have met me in bed that only means doom.

Mammie is the wicked hostel supervisor that derives joy in making people suffer. If she meets you still sleeping after the second bell, you're a dead meat. If your bed is not laid after you leave the hostel, you're going to spend the rest of the week laying junior beds. Bedwetters always avoid her because she can disgrace them in class.

I dragged myself to the bathroom and I was surprised to see that some people have started washing the bathrooms

Omooo, i really woke up late...

I met Alicia Asogwu on my way back and she said hi, i was too stunned to return the greetings before she entered my room.

Wait, the crystal girls are in my room!

The crystal girls are Crystal Adenuga, Alicia Asogwu, Maryam Abubakar and Toluwalase Thomas. They are always in top five most influential BHS student and they are the school's IT girls.

Maybe this is a sign that my resolutions are coming to pass.

I walked into the room and i went straight to the back to get my bucket so I can get water to bath. I met Maryam Abubakar coming back from the same place and she waited for me to pass and i smiled at her.

"Have you had your bath?" She asked in a concerned manner and I shook my head. One could easily tell I've not had my bath from the dried drool on my cheek and the way my face looked swollen.

"Carry that paint water and use it since they are already washing bathrooms. Just be fast before Mammie comes inside" She replied before walking off.

This girl just literally saved my ass.

I walked to the front of the room where they say chattering dressed in their uniforms to say thank you and Maryam waved me off.

I can't wait to rock my uniform.

I rushed to the bathroom and i begged a girl who hasn't washed hers to let me quickly use it before I rushed back to the room to dress up. It's still a surprise that Mammie have not come yet since it's almost time to leave the hostel for morning prep.

Flash can't compete with how fast I dressed up today, i took another look at my skirt and i felt slightly uncomfortable. The thing was shorter than normal but at least it's still decent compared to them Aminah and co skirts.

Those ones are BHS prostitutes.

I carried just three books today because it's the first day of class and most teachers won't come. Only those that stay in school will come and the rest will resume with the second weekers. Second weekers are those that resume a week later after school resumes and I've never been lucky to be in that club. Dad has a thing for punctuality.

I walked inside the dining room where morning prep usually takes place and I'm not surprised to see people walking about and showing off new things they got during the short holiday.

BHS students and showing off are like five and six.

I walked towards the SS2 row and I brought out the maryland cookies i brought from hostel to eat before breakfast before sitting down. Mr ogunmodede will still rearrange us when second weekers resume so no need trying to form tables now.

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I brought out my maths note after Mummy Joshua walked to the front of the class. Every other teacher we had today didn't come but that woman has coconut head, even if it's raining blood and fire she won't miss her class. I wonder if BHS is giving her extra salary.

With her shoes that's always flat like Onyeribe Samuel's head and her skirt that can sweep the whole of BHS clean, the woman has zero fashion sense. Last term, she wore her long black skirt at least four times per week and the skirt almost committed suicide.

"Grace of the lord, you're going to be my subject rep. You will be collecting assignments and marking attendance for me. Shogbo?" She said and everyone turned around in confusion. Who's grace of the lord again in this class, not like we have any transferee here.

Tani grace of the lord, it better not be me.

"You're the one I'm talking to, ọmọ Pastor"She pointed at me and everyone laughed. Who told this woman that my name is grace of the lord or why the hell would a sane parent name her child grace of the lord.

Grace of the lord kor, Grace of the devil ni.

"My name's Jesugbemi ma not grace of the lord" I replied and she laughed showing me her brown teeth. Ma, close this thing I don't want to see it.

"I didn't know oh, I've been calling you grace of the lord since oh. I was even telling mrs adebola that why will your parents name you grace of the lord. No vex my dear" She walked back to the front of the class and she scribbled revision on the board.

This woman better come and collect her subject rep back because me i don't want oh.

Being a subject rep in BHS means, you won't be able to skip that class. You will collect assignments and basically do every work of the teacher except teaching and the idiots you're helping won't even give you any appreciation gift at the end of the term.

Last term, i was physics subject rep and i saw fire.

Mr Okoli is the laziest teacher in BHS if not in Nigeria. That man just give us textbook pages to read and I'm the one that sets questions for tests too. He even employs senior students to help him mark exam scripts.
I don't even know what he's being paid for. Because I know what will come out in exam, i won't even set what i won't be able to solve.

I can't come and kill myself abeg.

I tuned out mummy Joshua's lecture and at the end of the class, she asked all of to write down our names on a sheet of paper and she collected it as a form of attendance. When she walked out of the class, everyone was happy.

"Una don hear the thing wey principal talk?" That's Bode Samuel, the class clown and the person with the highest number of Fs in BHS. Guy's a dullard and he never takes anything serious, he's always promoted on trial.

Soon everyone's attention turned to him waiting to hear what he brought for us. Obviously he didn't attend the maths class and I'm sure he won't attend majority of the class before the term ends.

"Na class area we go dey do afternoon prep and night prep now.  The man talk say we no dey serious for dining and he no like am" He filled us in and everyone started talking.

Some are excited and some aren't, that's their personal problem not mine. The only problem with me now is my stomach, it's rumbling already and it's not even break yet.

Wahala for who no like food oh.

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