Joanna's POV
"Joanna, get up." I heard someone yell.
"Could someone help me stop that noise?" I groaned, closing my ears with the pillow. "I really need this five minutes of extra sleep." I silently prayed.
"Joanna!" The voice came out again. This time it sounded clear and like --
Oh shit. I jumped off my bed immediately. Where could I hide?
"Joanna Gore Alex. Get the hell up or I swear, I will unleash hell on your head!" My mum shouted as she pounded on my door.
There went my delicious sleep people. Yes, I called sleep delicious. Have you tasted it? Trust me, you should. I hope that you would understand my current situation.
"Oh, you don't want to get up? She questioned. "Suit yourself then," she scolded and a few seconds later I heard her footsteps retreat.
"Thank God!" I sighed and did a happy, booty shake afterward. PS: it's a thing where you like roll your hips and twerk a little.
The booty shake was short-lived when I felt something cold and wet sting my skin. "What the --
My eyes flashed opened to see a Elvis who looked down at me with a smirk on his lips.
Wait. How did he...? Nevermind, he's so dead. I mused.
"Elvis!" I shouted before I hopped off my heavenly bed. Yes, it was heavenly - its features could agree.
He took off running immediately when he noticed I had gotten out of bed. "Get back here you coward!" I blurted, while I tried to catch up with him.
He was fast but since luck was on my side, I caught him in no time. Taking him unaware, I jumped on his back, my fingers going straight for the target.
"Oh no. Not the face. Not my face!" He screeched as he made attempted to remove my hands from his face.
Satisfied with my artwork, I got off him and sauntered to the kitchen. Where mum was making breakfast.
"Morning mom," I greeted, kissing her on the cheek. She turned around to smile at me as her brown skin stood out the same way the smile did. She was taller, like way taller than dad. Maybe it was because she was from Sudan, the southern part to be specific, and not from Nigeria.
Mom worked as a Lab scientist at a specialist hospital close to us so she was always around hence she was only called to work when there was a need for her services.
She was a full-time Christian who spent most of her time with God and her Bible. She had met dad in India, where they both attended college. Basically, I'm a half-cast.
"Did he succeed?" She smirked, returning to what she was doing, making breakfast.
I shrugged. "He did but I got my revenge," I replied as she swallowed hard. "Mum, don't worry. I didn't hurt your baby."
I rolled my eyes as she released the breath she was holding. Elvis had always been Momma's boy and I was Daddy's girl. So you get my drift? You better do.
"By the way, where's Dad?" I asked while I munched on an apple.
"Over here," he answered, coming down the stairs. He then kissed my cheek when he reached me to which I responded with a happy smile. See, this was what I was talking about. <Daddy's girl>
Dad himself had a fair complexion with an average height, hence why mom was a head taller than him. He was a professor at a university here in my state.
Though he worked part-time he was always in school so his students could meet him anytime for questions and some advice. Some even come to our home on Sundays for meals and other issues, they see dad as their father and dad always took them as his children.
"How are you preparing for the first day of high school?" Mom questioned, trying to rile me up which definitely worked as I frowned.
"Mom, why do you ask?" I groaned to which dad laughed and mom rolled her eyes with a smile, knowing her plan was working.
"Come on, let's eat," She said after she had set the table and placed the kettle that contained hot water on it for us to use in making our tea.
"Elvis!" I called out.
"I'm coming, chicken," he blurted out as he too came down the stairs in his tall, glory. All dressed up and ready for school. He took dad's skin color but mum's height rather, with his lean muscular body, a sharp jaw, light pink lips, piercing black eyes that made the girls run around him all the time.
"Well at least, someone's excited about school" I grumbled, with a hint of sadness as I stared at him and noticed plain looking I was.
My skin was brown like momma's own just a little fairer and I took my dad's height - I'm average too with a slim figure, I'm curvy in some places but not in parts that make guys run around me, not that I was complaining that much but you get my drift.
I also had brown eyes with black flecks in them, a pointed nose, brown pouty lips, and high cheekbones.
What the hell happened to your face?" Mom screeched and quickly rushed over to Elvis when her eyes spotted the little mark I gave him on his neck. She should be thankful it wasn't his face though.
"Momma's boy," I whispered with an evil grin.
"What did you do?" Dad questioned, giving me a weird glance as he too noticed the slight mark.
"Just a little payback for dumping a bucket of water on me in this cold. Besides, it's a harmattan morning!" I shivered, as I remembered the event.
I know some of you might be asking what harmattan is. Well, it's a season here in Nigeria like you have winter, spring, summer, raining season, and things like that. This harmattan season comes from October and lasts till February. It has a dry harsh feeling with its dry and dusty breeze that swings from the Sahara desert, it's a rare season as its mornings are freezing, afternoons are blazing hot and evenings windy with dust particles flying in every direction.
"I thought you said you didn't hurt him?" Mom asked after she sent a glare my way.
"Sometimes I lie," I replied with a shrug.
"Remind me not to wake you up again." He sighed as he nodded continuously. "But on a serious note, why the face?" He whined. "Even though you didn't succeed on that"
"Awn. Is someone a baby?" I teased. "I didn't really do much harm." I winked as I ran to my room to get dressed.
Wow! First day of school. I mused as I thought of those teachers, with their foolish gossips. They always look for things to talk about. Plus I was sure I was gonna meet some shitty teenagers.
Nothing was going to change, it was the same as junior high school. And hm..., my ex. I was going to meet him in this school because it was the same school he had moved to. Well, that was what Harmony, my best friend told me.
I mean, why did he choose this school out of the many schools around. Even till now I always asked myself, what got me attracted to him? Was it his big ears or pimpled face? Or his dumbass?
Sorry if I was sounding harsh but that was just the truth. The guy was a total douchebag and I doubt it was love. Maybe it was just the excitement of having a boyfriend back then.
If you're wondering, he was my first and I thanked God that shit didn't get real. That's if you know what I mean.
I made a vow to stand up to shitty friends and ignore the teachers and students gossip.
I got dressed, said goodbye to mom and dad but not Elvis because he had left already. I headed outside and started my trek to school. It wasn't far from home.
In case you're wondering, Elvis and I didn't attend the same school. I'm happy and sad at the same time. I sound bipolar, don't I?
"Well, school here I come. My favorite place in the world," I muttered to no one in particular. I hope you noted the sarcasm behind my words.
Joanna's POV Playing my favorite song, 'If I were a boy' by Beyonce, my mind stayed afloat. Alone with my thoughts and nothing else. I didn't even realize that I was at the school's entrance until I heard voices from inside the school - people were shouting and doing their daily stuff. I immediately put my phone away to hide it from the authorities before they seized it. Phones weren't prohibited at this school but are not used except in the cafeteria, nowhere else. Entering the school's premises, I knew that I was late because classes had started a while ago and guess what? The gossiping teachers Harmony told me about were attending to latecomers and at the same time, searching for interesting topics to gossip about. I knew how schools like this worked. I've heard stories from Harmony and Elvis. Harmony was my childhood friend, he attended this school but he decided to search for another school in Enugu, where he traveled to for the holidays. Apparently, he couldn't imagine facin
Joanna's POV I was still muttering profanities under my breath and worrying about my plans already failing that I stopped abruptly after I heard a loud voice or should I say a scream. "Alex," A deep voice cried. "Oh no," I groaned as I could recognize that voice anywhere. "Alex!" It sounded louder this time. "Shit," I grumbled and sent a silent prayer to GOD. "Please don't be him, please don't be him" I kept chanting while I slowly turned around, praying that I was wrong, but no, I was right. For once in my life, I was right, and this wasn't for my good, because as I completely turned, I spotted him running down the hall at top speed. "Please don't notice me, please don't notice me," I prayed. Idiot if he hasn't noticed you why would he be screaming your name? my subconscious taunted to which I ignored her. I know most of you are already wondering who this is, hence he was causing me inner turmoil, *sigh* well that was my one and only real friend I told you about, in fact,
Joanna's POV *Thump, thump* Did you hear that? I think that was the sound of my heart as it tried to beat out of my chest. I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I swear I saw Tony coming in slow mode, you heard me right, in slow motion like a lion quietly walking to its prey because it was sure they couldn't escape, and guess what? I was that prey with no possible means of escape, Yay! you feel my sarcasm? "Well, well well." He smirked, "who's this cutie here?" "Oh shit." I swallowed and felt my heart, beat faster in fear. He kept coming closer, while I tried to move back, at the same time placing a palm on my chest, in a bid to stop the drumming of my heart, and the bad news, my back hit the fucking wall. "Shit, shit, shit," I muttered. "What's your name beautiful." He winked, and placed his arm on the wall behind me, and brought his face to the same level as mine, where I could see every line on his face and perceive his intoxicating scent. When I thought things couldn't
Joanna's POV It's been a month since I came to be in this school and may I say it's going well, that's apart from the occasional glares Tony and I exchange whenever we cross parts and the fact that Blake, Ifeanyi, Harmon,y and I can tolerate each other to the point of exchanging pleasantries. Well, today is the starting of another week and I remember we were told by one of our teachers about a test today on a subject I don't remember. I shook my head to rid it of education thoughts despite that I just stepped into the school hallway. Speaking of, I immediately noticed it was buzzing with some recent news, how you may ask, well it's because students were
Joanna's POV"Damn, am loving that smile." Harmony winked at her as she walked past us."I could swear that smile was for me." Tony scoffed."Nah, it wasn't." Harmony smirked."It was." Tony beamed, with a mischievous smile on his face.I could see what he was doing, trying to rile Harmony up. I need to stop this before fists start flying, and trust me, it will. If you've been around these two for a while you would know am not joking."Guys," I called, no answer."Hey Guys," I tried to get their attention, but none gave me a listening ear as they were both busy arguing over a girl who didn't know they existed."Shut up children!" I yelled and offered them both a smack upside the head to get their attention, and from the way, they were both glaring at me, I guess I succeeded."What the---"Chi
Joanna's POVSchool went on with much drama as it always does and before I knew it we were in our senior year or should I say final year of secondary school (high school) and that's if we pass our final exams, If not we have to stay back another year and retake the exams.In my country the final year students don't write the usual school exams, instead we write the West African Examination Council general exams or as we like to call it 'WAEC'.Final year students like us don't learn because this whole year is occupied with notes and practicals together with enough free time to read for the exams.Special well behaved students are given authorities at this level to control other students or as we like to call it 'Rule the School'.Most idiots struggle to get this position by all means but a girl like me who hates attention doesn't give a shot about that.&nbs
Joanna's POVLaying with the Love of my life which is my bed, I heard voices coming from downstairs..*Please stop, please, please stop* I internally begged trying to cover my ears the best I could and sleep in but no the sounds increased, as if it's possible. If you are wondering why am still sleeping maybe you can guess. Yeah it's saturday, oh yeah oh yeah. I silently sang doing a little happy dance, since the noise couldn't let me continue my sleep."Mom!" I heard Elvis whine from downstairs. He is an internal 3 year old trust me.Groaning, I looked at the time on my wall clock and noticed its still 12:15pm. Don't look at me like that I need my beauty sleep, but I don't get the chance to sleep long enough because of freaking school.I groaned again once more and got up from my bed as I promised it that I was coming back while giving it a kiss. 
Joanna's POVGroaning and murmuring like a deranged monster I trudged as fast as I could which currently seems like a snails pace along the hallway of doom which you all know as the school's hallway."Hunie pie!" I cringed inwardly as I heard Tenda say while she bounced energetically towards me. I love that bitch but sometimes her cheerful attitude can really get to me, especially at a time like this."Hey," I mumbled weakly, waving at her with the little strength left in me."Woah, Woah, Woah!" She exclaimed to which I just smiled."What the hell happened to you," She asked gazing at me with concern written all over her face."Mother nature happened," I replied, wincing as I felt another cramp pass through me."Awwwn, sorry babes." She sighed, before hugging me.I hugged her back patting her on the back as I heard