Chapter three.

Omotayo.

"We are moving again?"I screamed into my father's face.

"Yes!"He snapped at me. "Everything is for your own good,Tayo."

I scoffed and said"It doesn't seem so. Why can't you see that I don't like this life? Dad,please....." I begged.... Earnestly.

His hard brown eyes softened a little bit and he said"I am sorry son but this time, it's beyond me."

My anger grew as I listened to his insensitive words. "That's what you said when we moved here six months ago. I finally made some friends in this school. And now....."

"Life is not all about friends,son." He replied.

I balled my fist together to prevent myself from hitting him" Is that really what you are going with?So the next time your friends visit,I'll tell them that life is not all about friends and I will slam the door in their face!"

I walked away to my room and slammed the door hard. I heard my dad call for my mom and they talked for a while. Moments later,I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in mom."I shouted.

She popped her head into my room timidly"Can I talk to you for a little while,Tayo?"

I sighed and sat up on the bed. She asked for everything so politely, that it made you feel guilty about not doing it.

"Don't you think you acted a little bit harsh with your dad back there??...." She searched my face.." Like a little overboard? "She said and she sat down.

"I didn't act like anything. He deserved it. He is the reason I can't even settle down again. I don't see why we have to move every time....I really don't." I said, and I meant it.

My mom remained silent for a while before saying "Honey,look on the bright side. You will be going  to a new school. New friendly faces. New environment. New everything.

I flopped down back on the bed and groaned"I don't want new mom. Sometimes change is bad."

My mother nodded in understanding and said"What if I promise you that I will try to make sure that you remain in this school till you finish secondary school."

I sat up and muttered"Try is the key word here."

She smiled and said"I promise you T- boy. You know well that I don't break my promises."

I nodded my head and she gave me a light peck on the forehead and walked out.

My father was a big time,hotshot lawyer. He was a partner in a big firm. My father got posted to a lot of states and sometimes countries, depending on the jobs they get. I admired my father and his work and hoped that someday I could be a successful lawyer too, like him. But i still hoped that wasn't like him... perse. I had a number of reasons to feel that way.

He devoted too much time to his work and firm and little time to his family. He never considered what we thought or felt. He only considered his firm and himself. I wanted to become a lawyer, but not like my father. My father's firm dealt with politicians, divorce cases and etcetera. I wanted to become a human rights activist. I wanted to fight human trafficking, child abuse, corruption and so on. I just wanted to be useful to humanity.

It didn't help matters that I changed different schools almost every six months. I have so many faces in my head that I have lost count. I can't remember the names of anyone I had gone to school with because they were too many. The time I had dared myself to ask a girl out was when I was in ss1. After the day I asked her, my father decided that it was time to move. It had been a very bitter moment and I didn't get over it for weeks.

My mother was none the happier. My mother was a very beautiful Frenchwoman. She studied in Nigeria and met my dad and then she claimed that she fell in love. She could have had any man she wanted but she chose my dad and look at where it got her...... And me!! She was getting sadder and sadder every day which was not so "cool" to see . My father didn't even notice ,which was not so surprising. He never seemed to notice anything in his surroundings once he gets on his phone.

My sister,René was a different story. She was blind, so she took our moving constantly as a little bit of adventure. She was always bubbly,happy and all over the house even with her little disability. She was to enter ss1 this semester.

"Hey,Ty." René barged in my room without even knocking"Did you hear what happened?"

"Who's there?Come in."I replied sarcastically.

She rolled and used her stick to maneuver her way across my room"So you heard that we are moving."

"Yes."I snapped at her but she didn't flinch. Not even a little bit. I guess I can say that she was used to my outburst.

"I don't get what's the big deal."René muttered under her breath but I heard anyways"I thought mom told you that you would spend your remaining school year at this school."

I nodded absentmindedly and she remained silent. Until I asked"Do you want something?"

She breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed"I thought you'd never ask. So could you please look up the school?You know the normal drill, I guess"

I sighed heavily and looked over to her. She was giving me the puppy dog eyes but she was staring at my chest. She didn't know where to face and that was what made me give in to her unnecessary wishes.

"Fine."I huffed loudly"But I am telling you,there will be nothing special about this fucking school." 

"Just search for it,Ty."She ordered.

I stood up,grumbling my way to the reading table. René used her stick to walk to me.

"So,what is the name of this so called school?"

My sister chuckled at me,knowingly. "it's Richview college bro"

I turned to her and said"Richview college ...Is it like a school for rich kids?"

René sighed and said"Just search for the damn school,Tayo."

My sister rarely cursed. When she did, it had to be because she was very frustrated. A frustrated René is a angry one, so I searched for it as quickly as I could.

When it finally loaded,thousands of sites surfaced. I clicked on the first one so as to save time and this was what was written.

Richview college.

Richview is one of the best schools located in Lagos,Nigeria.

It has the best equipment,basketball court,latest ,up to date labs and extra curriculum activities.

Richview has the best review from Senators,Governors,and even Presidents from across Africa.

We offer you education,skills and fun wrapped in one great roll.

We put our students' interest first.

Try out our great school and you shall not be disappointed.

I read out the short essay to René and she listened intently.

"What about pictures?"She asked me again.

I searched for the pictures and I told her what I could find"So they have basketball courts,a football pitch,a cheer leading squad,a dance hall..."

"A dance hall?"Rene shouted excitedly in my ear.

"Yes. That's what I just said."I said to her.

"I don't have time for your sarcastic comments. They teach dance,Tayo. You know dance is my life."

"So?"I frowned a little.

"I won't be happy about going to this great school if you are not happy."

I stared at René and said"Fine,I won't cause more drama."

"Promise me!"She said.

"OK. I promise."I replied.

She smiled and left my room. 

What she didn't know was that I had crossed my fingers.

Lying was the part I hated the most.