My Life Story; Episode 9
Monday morning came accompanied by its usual excitement and rush, but this one held something different for me. Extra lectures will begin today, ss3 students will stay in school till 5:30pm. It was supposed to help us prepare for our upcoming WAEC and UTME examinations. It would afford us time to cover our syllabus in all subjects. But my friends and I had different plans. It was going to be fun all the way. Over the past week, we have been busy perfecting our plan. Fifteen subjects were taught in ss3, but every student had the liberty of picking only nine. Whenever it was time for a lecture we do not offer, we are allowed to leave the class. The timetable for the extra lesson was arranged in such a way that we would receive three lectures between 2:30pm and 5:30pm. But here is the catch, since we don’t offer all the subjects, there were free periods in between. Sometimes we even have one or two lectures only, leaving us a few free hours before 5:30. My parents won’t be expecting me home till 6pm, so I could be anywhere I wanted to be.
The six o’clock alarm brought me back to reality. I have been awake, but a little lost in fantasy. I looked at my door handle, to make sure it was properly locked. As I reached under my pillow for my phone. I had been in possession of it for a few days now and devised a means of hiding it from everyone in the house. It was always on silent mode, I do not make or receive calls around the house. The important people in my life were on Whatsapp. I simply locked myself indoors, and chat away.
Whenever anyone knocked, I tuck it back under my pillow before opening the door. I rarely made calls, but when I had to, I move out of sight, a little far away from the house. Recharge cards weren’t a problem, I had Sarah and Matthew to get that done for me, all I had to do was ask. No one knew I had a phone in the house. I grabbed my phone and looked through my Whatsapp, there were loads of messages. At times, I wonder how people got my contacts which are mostly males, the males reading this story now are in the best position to explain that. I only accept their invite though but never chatted them up or reply their pings. I scrolled to the one from Matthew, and read it in a hurry.
“Looking forward to tomorrow, hope we would have fun, don’t forget your promise…love you”.
I smiled to myself after reading it, it was sent the previous night. I must have fallen asleep while chatting. “Love you too” I replied, and tuck the phone back under my bed and joined my family for morning devotion. Again, I was only present in physically, my mind and heart were far removed from the prayers. I had plans today. At the sound of the final Amen, I headed straight for the kitchen to do my chores. The excitement I felt was familiar, it reminded me of the previous Monday. Much like it, I was going to take another big step. I had promised Matthew I would have s*x with him. A decision I never wished for but due to my friendship influence and the genuine love which I thought I’d found in Matthew, I decided to reciprocate his love by accepting his proposal. Although I was still a little bit scared inside, I just wanted to know what it felt like. Sarah had infused a lot of confidence into me. She told me Matthew will never leave me for life for whatever reason if I can release my virginity to him. I can’t imagine loosing my one and only MATTHEW to those tiny-legged ladies.😂
I took my bath quickly and got dressed for school. I looked through my wardrobe, and picked my favourite blue gown, folded it carefully and tuck it inside my bag along with my phone. I was good to go. My mum was already seated in the car waiting for me. I took my seat next to her, and we headed for my school. The trip to school was quiet as usual, I and my parents rarely talk. But I had to break this news to my mother this minute
“Mummy, we are starting extra lectures today.”
“And It’s only now you are telling me?” She replied, a little offended.
“Well I forgot earlier”
“so when will you close?”
“5:30 in the evening” I replied sharply.
“I can’t pick you up at that time, you will have to come home yourself” she said. That was the exact response I had envisaged and prayed for.
“Oh that’s not a problem, I can find my way home” I replied excitedly. My mum must have caught the excitement in my voice, as she warned sternly.
“Come straight home after lectures, you should be home by 6 at most.” Those words went in through one ear and out the other. I still wish I had listened to her instruction then.
The morning assembly started with the usual hymns and national anthem before we marched to our classes. Unlike every other day, today will be long and unpredictable. I didn’t quite know how it will turn out for me. I strolled to the principal’s office to check out the timetable for the day. It was perfect for my plans, I had only one subject, which means I could leave the school by 3:30. That would mean 2 hours with Matthew. As I walked back to the class, I pinged Matthew, to inform him of the time-table. He agreed to pick me up by 3:30pm. Everything was set.
The day went by very fast, I could hardly focus in class. All I had on my mind was meeting Matthew later. I planned something special for him today. At the end of lectures that day, we stayed behind as other students made their way home. The school was rowdy as usual, hundreds of students made their way towards the gate. The car pack was fully occupied by different brands of cars, with parents waiting eagerly for their children.
It was a little strange for me. I wasn’t hurrying to get my stuff together, I wasn’t rushing out to the car park to meet my mum.
I just sat there in class, looking out the window and enjoying the freedom I had. I could do anything I wanted, and walk back home without feeling any remorse. This is the time in my life when my parent control began to wane. There was little that could be done to salvage me, my heart has chosen a poor course. As time progressed, the compound began to empty slowly. Most of the students had gone, the car park became empty. Only my classmates were left in the school. Those who brought lunch had started eating, others went out to buy snacks. I had neither. The money my mum gave me that morning was barely enough for my transport. I didn’t think I would need lunch, Matthew would take care of that anyway. All I took was extra clothes. That was all I needed. I was becoming an expert at absconding from school. I spent the lecture break chatting with Matthew, giving him minute by minute update on events around the school.😂
At 2:30 the bell rang, signifying the commencement of the first lesson. The subject was English. All through the lesson, I sat there fantasising about what my afternoon will look like. The vibration from my phone jolted me back to reality. I rested my head on the table, with my phone beneath the desk to check out who it was.
“Baby, I’m around waiting for you.” The message was from Matthew, he was waiting already. I glanced at my watch, it was just five minutes before the lecture ends. I couldn’t wait.
The lecture couldn’t have ended any quicker. As soon as the teacher left the class, I hurriedly gathered my books, tucked them in my bag and headed straight for the gate house. Sarah and Hannah were right behind me. They too had plans. It was time to execute. As early as we were, we weren’t the first to arrive at the gate house. We met 3 other girls there. I recognized them, they had left the class a while ago during the English lecture. They weren’t wearing their uniforms anymore, the make up on their faces had completely transformed them. One of the girls handed #1500 naira to the gateman, and he opened the gate for them. There was a yellow range rover sport packed just outside the gate. It had a passenger at the back seat. He was a well dressed middle-aged man, probably in his 50’s. Two of the girls hopped into the back seat, while the third occupied the front seat. Just before the door closed, I could see one of the girls kissing the middle-aged man shamelessly, as he ran his hands over her body. She looked so much like a prostitute. But who am I to judge? Aren’t we very much the same? I thought to myself as I slowly took off my uniform. I put on my gown hurriedly, and sat quietly waiting for Sarah to make me up. I still didn’t know how to apply make up. Every time I tried it always turned out a disaster. Sarah got dressed on time. She looked so pretty in her makeup. She was naturally endowed just like me. The tight-fitting short gown she wore made a fine print of her shape.
I sat motionless as she applied make up on my face, she was quite meticulous. She seemed so keen on making me look beautiful today. After a while, I looked at myself in the mirror. My own beauty made me proud. I turned from side to side, trying out various poses. Everything seemed perfect. Even the gateman couldn’t help himself, I caught him staring.😃 I took my school bag, and we headed out of the school compound. Just outside, Matthew car was packed in front of an Audi car. I didn’t bother to look at the occupants of the car behind, I simply took a seat beside Matthew, while Sarah and Hannah entered the car packed behind us.
“You look stunning baby” Matthew said, moving in for a kiss. His lips met mine without resistance, the shyness I use to feel was gone. I felt bolder and more confident in the presence of Matthew. That was how bad I’ve grown to become within those few days of getting my freedom.