Chapter 18: Ibere mi ( My beginning) 18

" Morenikeji Mo ti n pe ọ ni igba pupọ ... Kini aṣiṣe. (Morenikeji I've been calling you several times... What's wrong.)" His smile vanished and worries and concerns replaced it.

If not for Our differences, I would've ignored him a long time ago. I didn't reply immediately as I was thinking of what to say to him. Maybe ignore him or talk to him.

"O ti wa ni wiwa nipasẹ Ọgbẹni Kain ( You are being seeked by Mr. Kain)" Definitely ignoring his question. I felt relieved that he came to me, instead of I going to meet him. Just because my feet couldn't move. But I didn't show it. Just put on my cold facade to cover it up.

He stared at me before letting out a sigh "Dara (Okay)"

With How he stared at me, I bet he was calculating on how to humiliate me, I couldn't think of anything, something silently whispered to my ears telling me I was rude and cruel. I just brushed it off and turned around to go back to the office.

He went with me silently. There was this awkward silence as we went back. Neither of us spoke on our way to the office.

" More..."

I musn't and I didn't make him complete whatever he wanted to say. Otherwise it would make me look like a monster. Before interrupting. I needed a slap. A big slap.

" A wa nibe (We are there)" My voice sounded false. It wasn't a lie, per say. We were in front of the office.

I knocked on the door, a voice told me to enter. Which I did after pushing the door open leaving the poor guy outside thinking.

Immediately I got inside, I jumped on my mom's laps, wrapped my little arms around her neck and hiding away from my enemy.

" Sonya"

The door cracked open. I guessed from the sound. He is inside.

" You called for me?"

" Yes"

" Madam, this is the boy I was speaking to you about"

" Oh"

Ok, what were those adults talking about when I was away. I felt something wasn't right, something bad was about to happen to me.

" Sonya take a sit"

I raised my a head a little to take a look at my mom. She looked so serious about anything they were discussing.

And a tiny peek at the human sitting beside my mom.

From my view, I could see the side of his face. I felt anger and hatred. I didn't even notice that my little peek attack was discovered by the victim.

Little turned to medium, medium turned to big, big turned to large... My hatred grew the more I stared.

" Morenikeji"

" Eh" I was deep in my own hatred that I didn't hear my name was being called till the second time my name was called.

" ... Sir" I didn't even know who called me, I just said anything that came to mind while regaining my composture. But still my eyes were burrowing deep inside the source of my hatred and envy.

" Morenikeji" My Mom voice sounded beside my ear, that was when I finally tore my eyes of the human.

I sat straight on my mom's laps in order to face the headmaster. It would have been so inconvenient to be stretching my neck.

" pfft, I wasn't the one calling at first" The white man chuckled softly before becoming so serious.

So who then called me, if not the white man, who was it. No one told me who.

I was left in the dark, my instinct told me it was that human. the source of my hatred.

" Morenikeji I discussed with your mother about few things.... and one of it includes you" He was looking at Sonya when he said " You"

What was it that led to him being involved....in my topic.... something that concerns me.

I couldn't help but to look at that human also. He wasn't smiling. Unlike when I met him. Well one could say, when he met me.

" Sonya, I would like you to help me with something. And it will be with you permitting it"

" Ok, I would like to know what it is" I groaned in anger. like I'm not around?

" As you were informed, exams is just in two weeks"

" Mn"

" Good. I want you to coach Morenikeji during this short period. Between now and then."

As soon that came out, I was finding out to digest it till another forbidden fruit came out.

" she will be going to your house for the lesson."

I knew it. Something bad was going to happen. And it happened.

I needed a slap, And I received it.

Life gave me a big tight slap.

The headmaster smiled with no sense of guilt or shame.

I looked at the human...my blood was boiling. I! Will! be! taught! by! him! in! his! house!

And my mom allowed it..... This is terrible.