LOGINJAMIL
I walked into the house and went straight to my mother's office to greet her;she's a writer so she works from home.
'Hey mom I'm home', I say to her with the help of the robotic voice of course.She raised her head from her computer, removed her glasses and looked at me while standing up from her desk.'Welcome sweetie, go and have your bath then come back down for lunch I made eba', she says kissing the top of my head.'Urgh, not that digusting thing again', I whine, complaining to her, meanwhile she burst into laughter.'You should see your face right now', she literally snorts while laughing 'I'm just joking johhh, its rice', she adds between laughs.'Is it jollof?', I ask with a hopeful expression plastered on my face.'Its that one you know, okwia? It is ohh jare goan baff', she scoffs.'Yayyy', I literally squeal like a little girl. I don't care though jollof rice is one of the few Nigerian foods I actually liked.Nigeria has been cool so far tho, not exactly what I'm used to but it has by far surpassed my expectations, but it could still be better, sigh.I hurried up the stairs so I could have my bath then go and eat. I'm presently in the shower now so I just let my thoughts consume me; Can't believe its been four weeks of school already, wow. I can't believe we can understand pidgin already, my head voice said and I just let out a small l laugh at that. Nonso had been teaching me the Nigerian pidgin for a while now so I can actually understand what people are saying and even speak it, well more like think it. In his words, 'Guy you got 9ja blood in you, so you have to learn this thing bikonu, see lemme tell you something most Nigerians can't say a single sentence in their everyday life without pidgin being involved ohhh, don't say I did not tell you' and he was actually right, Nigerians always added pidgin to their every sentence in everyday life and only switched to normal english whenever they wanted to impress, weird bunch of people.
Wonder what I'm gonna do with that clingy Ebi, ever since we slept together she's been assuming the role of my girlfriend, like who does that, urghh. But she was good sha ohhh that ass, dayumm, my head voice says, abegi if I call her up now she only assume more and think even more, I'll just call her up later I'm real tired now, I even have tests next week, urgh, I don't even know how I'll survive that, yikes. Read naa, read what abeg o, I'll just see if I can cheat or something, didn't Nonso say they have a strict no cheating policy, yh. Chinedu even said that Peak high was the one secondary school you couldn't cheat, he said that they had army people in school whenever they had tests or exams, they would beat the hell out of anyone caught or attempting to cheat. I felt he was bluffing but ruled out cheating just in case. Arrgh, what do I do? What do I do? Get a tutor, ohk that sounds like a pretty good idea but who? Who is patient enough to actually want to teach me. Ask Nonso he's smart, isn't he on scholarship, yh that's true.I stepped out of the bathroom and dried myself and dressed up. I quickly texted Nonso to see if I could come over to his house so he could help me out but he opted to come over to my place instead.
I went downstairs to find my mom so I could eat, it didn't take long to find her as she was hunched over on the dinning table holding her head. I thought she fell asleep while waiting for me to come down seeing her awkward sleep position so I tapped her to wake her up. She raised her head and gave me a tight lipped smile mumbling something like she wasn't asleep to me.
'Mom, are you okay', I asked her my voice laced with worry
'Its nothing just a headache, don't worry about me', she said her voice barely above a whisper.I wanted to argue but bit on my tongue to avoid arguing with her. 'Have you taken anything for it?', I asked instead.'No, not yet'I left the dining area and went to the medicine cabinet in her bathroom to get an aspirin for her. 'Here', I said giving her the aspirin and a bottle of water.'Have you eaten yet?', I asked her.'No, I was waiting for you, thought you weren't going to come out of there, you know', she said trying to lighten the atmosphere that had suddenly filled up with tension with an attempt at a joke, a lame one for that matter. I just gave a fake laugh so I won't be rude, she breathed a sigh of relief at that and I just left to get our lunch.We had lunch together and she left to go to her room so she could get some rest, I walked her to her room and she stumbled a little bit. I was worried about her but she assured me that she was okay just needed a little rest. I believed her.
Nonso said he would be here around five and stay till seven. It's four right now so I just went to my music studio to work on a tune I had just started. I've loved music since I was little and had always been interested in it, right now I can play the piano, the violin, the guitar and even play the drums well enough. Music has always been a passion for me and its like the only thing I know I'm really good at. I can't write though, like write a song or something like that, naaa, I'm more of a instrumental music guy. I loved music with words but I can't seem to be able to write any so I just do instrumental.
I worked on the tune on my piano for a while before Nonso came. He tried tutoring me but let's just say I'm not the best student. I wonder what I'm going to do, really hope I ace this test.~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
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Love Stephanie❤JAMILWe don't care what they say, no way, no way???And we will live the empty chairs to those who say we can't sit there???We are fine all by ourselves???Woah Jamsi can sing, I did not see that coming, who would have thought that the girl who barely spoke had such a strong powerful voice, so beautiful. Leaning my shoulders on the door I let her beautiful voice wrap itself around my senses, consuming me, let it drown me in the pure beauty and pleasure of it. I didn't bother going in since she was apparently scared of me for some reason and I didn't want a repeat of what happened this morning so I stood there by the door unnoticed by her basking in the pure melody and symphony of her voice.So hey, we brought our drums and this is how we dance???No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you d
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