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Pinakabagong kabanata

• Life at Grace Reform Academy   10

  Nigerian sun usually feels like it was ordered specially from the center of production. Just a 5 minutes stroll under it and you're already sweating like a Christmas goat. Somebody like me who doesn't sweat much face problems like this, talk more of those that sweat at everything. They practically get soaked.I've been at the gate of the house for the past 10 minutes, and Musa was nowhere to be found. Normally, the gate would be opened wide and Musa would be sitting under the shade of his little house waiting for us all to get back, but now the gate was looked. I fanned myself with a notebook again and used it as a mini umbrella over my head.If I had my phone with me, I would probably called Sister Tutu to come unlock it but again, No phone!"Ahn! Small madam! You don come." Musa said as he ran the remaining distance between us.I sighed in relief, finally. "Where did you go na? I've been waiting since."

• Life at Grace Reform Academy   9

  "I would advice you to focus on your books at this moment. You have your test next week..."Test was next week!I was so done.Our Further maths class had ended on a good note, as usual, and Mr Jerome was passing across some information. Part of his announcement was the upcoming test. How could I forget?I had joined GRA earlier this week, which was the fifth week. Surely, the sixth week was meant for tests. It totally skipped my mind. And today was a Friday, I had just three days to prepare. On the other hand, I was going to collect my phone today. Praise Jehovah!The bell rang, signifying the end of class and start of break."W

• Life at Grace Reform Academy   8

  It was my third day at GRA. So far, I had been convinced that the cain I saw on the head mistress table was for fashion and show casing. The highest punishment anyone got was the duty; and I wasn't interested in knowing what it was. So I just left it that way."What are we having next?" I voiced, questioning Janet. I still haven't gotten my time table yet."You know you really should get the time table." Janet stared at me, giving me her mummy look I was getting used to. I swear she looked like my mum threatening me, with that look."I'll do it." I waved her off, standing up too. Half of the class was empty by now."When? After school year is over." She pressed on, stretching and then meandering her way through the clusters if tables and chairs,

• Life at Grace Reform Academy   7

  "Ki ki ki ki ki!" I frowned, squeezing my face at Sister Tutu who was busy laughing her pants off. The object of her laughter was not far fetched, the uniform looked so baggy on me that immediately she opened the door to let me in, she burst into a fit of laughter tittering."Are you done?" I asked, standing arms akimbo, my sister was clearly out of her mind. She wasn't even letting me in, her body had blocked the door."What exactly is the name of that school? A nunnery? A convent? Gawd of mercy!" She guffawed, finally letting me in. I rolled my eyes at this."Where is Femi?" I asked, pulling of my tie."Not home yet!" She replied a small smile still playing on her lips."Ohh! Okay." I had re

• Life at Grace Reform Academy   6

  "That is Cecelia, correct Instagram babe. She's an influencer and has managed to amass a lot of followers in the space of three months she started. Those two behind her are Tamilore and Princess.""Cecelia looks sort of familiar.""Yeah, you should know her. She's kinda social media famous. If you get.""Ooh. Or is she the @Queen cee?" No wonder I had this feeling that I knew her from somewhere. Toni was always showing me her insta updates."Yeah, you get it now." Janet smiled, she went back to solving a question in her notebook. I expected her to lift head from the book and introduced the rest to me,the one-sided introduction she had been doing.She chewed the end of her pen, pointing i

• Life at Grace Reform Academy   5

  A week passed by faster than I could guess, and before I knew it, I was in daddy's car. On my way to Grace Reform Academy (GRA). We had gone through the rules and regulations multiple times already. Don't create trouble, Don't join trouble making, Don't poke trouble. Basically, be a good girl, mind your business and pass out with good grades.Easy right?I don't think so.I was starting to regret my decision on punching Nevaeh's face when I saw the stiff and starched woman, who was supposedly the head mistress. Everything about her was rigid and stiff, ranging from her hairdo, to her glasses and her skirt suit. Plainly stiff.I noticed the long fat cain, placed cautiously on her table and debated in my mind. I was very sure that cain wouldn't be used