School Days

Janet wasn't one to scribble on the table. No, never. She was absolutely against vandalizing school property. But she honestly couldn't help it. That was the fastest way to zone out of the conversation her friends were having on top of her head, well not literally anyways."Madam! Are you even listening?"She heard one of her friends call out. Not to sound like a prude but Janet didn't really fancy listening to Yinka; the beauty on buzz cut whine on how one of the girls in the lower class was trying to snatch her man. By man, she meant the guy she sat next to, who had hardly started growing a beard, or breaking in voice."Huh?" Janet murmured as she looked up at Ada-or miss ebony as some people called her due to the last contest day in their school; to see a scorn on her face. Ada hissed, clicking her tongue against her teeth as she took over from Yinka. "My own sef, that guy was a waste of time! After running his parole. What a loser he turned out

"No, I haven't seen Janet."Yinka huffed, this was the fifth person she had asked about the whereabouts of her friend; it wouldn't take a genius to guess that she was with Ada. That prostitute! Ada was such a bad influence on Janet, ever since they—Ada and Janet started hanging out like they were joined at the hip, it showed that Janet was growing tired of her, tired of Yinka.The class was scanty; the only people present were the weirdos of the class and that ex convict. What was his name again? Damilare? Derek? Yes! It was Derek, that guy. Rumors had it that Janet leaned in to kiss him when he had arrived, but that wasn't like her best friend, kiss that scum? No way!But maybe he knew where she was. Sucking up her pride, she strolled down to his seat; the guy had his head down, it seemed like he was writing something. She scoffed, she didn't know why she despised him but she just did. To make the whole situation worst, she had a feeling that Janet had a

Ada, Janet, Gbenga and Subomi all lined up in the woman's office, kneels down and hands in the air like a bunch of children, which was embarrassing, Mrs. Kehinde had even asked them to close their eyes! What did they look like, ten year children? Janet groaned as her arms began to shake, knowing that this was only the mere beginning of their punishments'."I am so disappointed in all of you, the head girl and even the assistant!" She began, Janet heard footsteps before a wardrobe drew open, she definitely knew what was next. Mr do good. Which was also know as the cane one student had plucked from a tree, so it was more like a darn bamboo stick!"Even you, sports prefect." Mrs Kehinde hissed, referring to Gbenga. All of them, in unison muttered a 'We're sorry ma.' which surprised them. "Shut up! Sorry my foot!" The teacher said, the footsteps getting louder from her heels. From the sound of it, she could here how the cane, sounded as it tore through the air, her attempt

The next day came fast.Faster than Janet would have hoped, she honestly did not feel like seeing anyone. Staring at her reflection, she sighed. Her plaited hair had gotten all rough because she forgot to put on her bonnet. After she did her morning prayer, she stepped into the ice cold shower, just how she liked it. It helped her get her mind out of the cloud, that was the last place she wanted to be in right now."Hm, lip gloss or no lip gloss" She said to herself, like it made any difference. Janet really wanted to look extra cute today, well, just because.So she did her edges, a little mascara and alladat.When she was done, she took her bag and went to school. Sometimes she would walk because she wanted to think and sometimes she'd take a cab, today was one of those days.Her parents always refused to get a driver for her because according to them, she needed to be independent.-"I've been looking everywhere for yo

Janet was frozen in the spot.Scared?Shocked?She didn't know which. Kareem had her against the wall, his hands gripped on her wrist so hard that she had to squeal. Why did he suddenly get so pissed off at her? Kareem grimaced, narrowing his eyes at how pathetically scared she looked, with Adebola at his back, Janet's eyes wide; but Adebola did nothing, she just put her head down."Listen up."Kareem muttered in annoyance."Stay out of my way, or you'll regret it."Kilodé? What was this guys own? So Adebola was now his 'way' or what. This guy was a joker. They stayed that way, Janet putting up her best tough face even though she almost pissed her pants. "Guy, leave my hand oh." Janet spat at him, ignoring how much her mind told her not to put up a fight. She knew Kareem wasn't one to be messed with, but she wasn't going to let that stop her."Which one is I'll regret it sef?" Janet continued, hissing at him