"Hope is being able to see a light despite all the darkness"
RHEMA
Still very devastating, coming back to school was never gonna be the same ever again. Both of us against the world till she was killed for no good reason. Even after school closed down for the rest of the year, I can't still imagine school without her.
"Guy, how far?", Dike said as I walked into the class block. I smiled at him and continue to my locker. I had to talk to Ibim, she knew something, something she was telling the school, something that could lead me to who freaking strangled my best friend. Like the skies heard my prayers, she comes into sight, she's headed for her locker and she's alone, this is my chance. I start walking towards her when I hear a voice call her name, Angeline, the counsellor.
She walks away and so do I, I'll get another chance, this is Ogan after all.
July! Six months since she died, six months since I've stepped into school.
"Hey Rhema".Sarima falls in step with me. I reply with a hey.
"Will we be having you back in drama club this term, I really hope you've healed enough to participate in the club because Ms. Emmanuel has approved the drama week and we really need your awesome skills". I had no intention of continuing with drama club, it was our thing; Lola and I and now with her gone. I feel I would be betraying her.
"Hey, No pressure", she stops walking making me stop as well, her eyes so big they held all of life in them. "You have all the time to think about it, I know it's a lot to ask but please think about it, rehearsals start end of January so, I hope to see you". her small lips go into a line as she smiles. She looks behind me and then smiles. "Goodbye". She's gone.
First period, Accounts! Shoot me dead!
I hope I find Malik soon or else I'm going to lose my mind.
It's been six months and I still wasn't over her death, I won't ever get over her death, I'll just have to learn to live with the pain.
"Brother!". Malik!
I smile at him and we do the hand shake; He looked good as always. Malik and I have been best friends since well.... since I moved to this school in year 2.
"Happy new year, Fam". I say and he responded with a hum.
"It's just the first day back and I legit want to crawl into a pit and die! Ogan is such a crappy school, it's like the longer you stay the more you hate it".
"Bro, we hate it but nobody ever leaves except sent out and that's insane, Fam. We're insane". I itch my hair as I speak.
Malik stopped by his locker, while he was busy in his locker, I used the opportunity to look at Ogan. Everything was still the same, everyone was laughing and going on with their lives like someone didn't die less than a year ago. I hate it, the fact that life has the audacity to go on without Lola's laughter, her smile, her tears and her crappy jokes. God! I miss her, she was the best friend life could give and the worse thing to take away.
"Hey Man, you good?"
I snap back to reality. "Yeah, yeah, you ready?".
He nods and we walk away. Damn, I was gonna ask her to dance that day but I was such a fucking coward and let her walk out of that hall. I had to be a fucking coward.
"We have a lot of work this term, congratulations on your IGCSEs and those who didn't do well, I honestly don't know what to tell you but you need to sit up". I hate my IGCSEs result I hardly made it but I made it and Dad was not taking it easy on me either.
I was scribbling like crazy in my book when a piece of paper makes it to my thigh. I look around for who sent it and nobody looked suspicious. I look at the board and Mr. Gilbert is focus on the textbook on his desk. I unfold the piece of paper.
Should I warn you to stay away from clues? I care for you and you shouldn't do that.
Ms. Adrenalin
Who? I look up quickly and my eyes met Chidimma, I squint my eyes at her but she only smiles and me and looked at the board. Ms. Adrenalin?
This is some next level creepy. I slip it in between the pages of my notebook and I continue scribbling down in my notes. I had to talk to Ibim or I was gonna loose my mind. I make one more sudden turn giving myself a whiplash all in vain because no one was staring at me. I turn back to my book finally giving up but I couldn't shake the feel of eyes on me all through the class.
"Yo, Man, I'm heading to the music lab during free period, I have some work to do there". Malik tells me as we walk out of Accounts class to the Maths class.
"What work?".
"I'm working on a new beat and I finally was able to get my grades up so Epele is letting me in for thirty minutes".
I nod. "Damn bro, I'm happy for you".
He hums with a smile on his face. I consider telling him about the note I got in class but something stops me, I don't know what.
It's Malik, he was angry about something.
Lola's voice booms in my head. She never got to tell me what he was angry about.
He looked at me with this kind of venom in his eyes
I laughed it off and told her not to think much about it. And now because of that random memory I wasn't telling my best friend about the note I got.
Cliché as this sounds, the first person I notice as I walked into the class was Ibim, her mesomorphic figure was sitting in a chair next to her best friend Mofe. I was beginning to see this girl more than I used to and Lola would say that's Fate's way of saying "Y'all need to talk".
I didn't get a chance to talk to her through out Maths class or after because well, the Assholes had been interrupting and then she was always with her best friends and our communication has to be just both of us.
"Hey, Malik, I need help getting a phone number".
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IBIMMrs. Yakubu asked us to stay back, I knew that the lawyers where coming but I thought they would at least let us settle down in school first. These Abereyes were not having it anymore."I don't care who goes to jail, I must get to the bottom of this", she said so loud, it was literally booming off the wall of the assembly hall."Lola's Mom is looking at us like she's gonna kill every last one of us", Mofe said."Are you serious?", I signed."Deadass".I wrapped my arms around myself, I remember Lola vaguely, she was the drama girl as Mofe called
The chill of the water hit me and I nearly collapsed, I was tired of hearing the voices, tired of feeling this weight in my heart. I badly want this to end. I'm sorry Lola sorry your death can't be given justice to because I'm such a fucking coward.I turn off the shower, wrap myself in my towel like a cocoon and walk out of the shower stall . No one was there, I was alone no other person was wiling to have a bath today, I guess. I set my toiletries bag on the sink top and get out all the things I need for my hair when I feel a presence behind me. I turn swiftly giving myself a whiplash. Standing there is.... is...."Hello, Ibim".How am I seeing her?"Lola?"
Stab the body and it heals but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime. MINEKO IWASAKIRHEMA
"I didn't know this place even exists", I say and she nods with a mouthful."No one in this school does", she says when she's finally done with chewing. "My brother used to be the drama club president in his set and he found the keys and he gave them to me when he graduated. I always come here when I want to go away".The attic in the drama room is at the top of the stairway leading to nowhere, well, that what I thought till Chidimma pulled out a key and fitted it into a keyhole in the wooden wall. It's a small room with a desk, a bench and a minishelf of books."Wanna see the view?". I nod.She stands up and I do too, the little window shows the sports centre of the school and the roads outside the school fence. The
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It's not a mistake. We really need to talk. I know you know somethingI stared at my phone blankly as Siri's voice stopped for the fifteenth time that hour. What do I say to this?I walk to the drama room and Chidimma's nice voice met me at the door."Hello, Ibim". Said she. "So nice of you to show up""Yes. Umm.... you said you-"."I was thinking if you've ever thought about drama club. I know you're already a pianist and you make mixtapes but I feel you have it in you"."You think I'm a good recruit for your club?'"Yes. We have drama week in March and rehearsals s
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