Niyi Omobowale has everything a teenager could ever want. She's beautiful, intelligent, and has extremely loving parents that would do anything for their first daughter. In addition, she attends Achievers High School, the most elite school in Lagos, where she is admired by all the students. However, she has a crippling insecurity, one that overshadows her interaction with other people and makes her wonder if she would find love when she's older: she is blind. Handsome and aloof, Bolaji Akinwande draws the attention of every girl in the school by simply existing. When his friends dare him to date Niyi as a prank, Bolaji obliges. Niyi now has to decide between dating Bolaji or facing the wrath of Amanda, Bolaji's queen bee ex girlfriend.
View More“I have the money now, I’ll give you this night,” Ibukun’s mother told her the evening of the next day, in a whisper so her father, who sat at the TV, scrolling through the channels, wouldn’t hear.Ibukun’s mood lifted. She was going to write the exam after all. That day, after she had sat through a terse thirty minutes with Niyi while studying, she had gone to Miss Antonia to ask her advice on certain aspects of filling her form, but all the while she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about how, if she wouldn’t write the SSCE exam, the money she had spent would be a sore waste, and wondering if it wouldn’t be more expedient to keep her cash. But, apparently, her worries were baseless. She started to smile and say thank you, but her mother had hurried from her side in a mouse-like manner.On the whole, it was a much better night then Ibukun had had since the beginning of the year. She felt lighter knowing that in less than 24 hours, she was going to be registered for the
Niyi was no stranger to hurt.Back in her primary school, it had been what she experienced the most; physical or emotional. She still had scabs all over her arms and legs she had been tripped, shoved and beaten, when her classmates thought it would be fun to “test” her and see if her eyesight was good enough to avoid the pranks they played on her. But worse than that had been the agony she felt from being friendless and alone, the one no one wanted to talk to, the one whose bad breath and dirty clothes deterred potential allies. And, back at home, without siblings or parents and with a very cruel maid, Niyi had always felt unwanted, unloved, like a mistake. Her earliest memories included watching her classmates get escorted to school by their own parents and wondering why she only saw hers about twice a month. And, after this, Niyi had had to come to terms with being blind by the age of eight, spend two years acclimating to the new disability, and finally move back to AHS t
Ibukun’s father punched her mother, and she went sprawling across the room to hit the wall at the other end, where she slid down and lay on the floor in an unmoving heap.“Mummy!” Tade shouted, and ran towards her, but she staggered to her feet before he even got to her side.“You’re raising your children fine,” he snarled in Yoruba. “One is a whore and another, a dullard. Well done.”Ibukun blinked back tears from her eyes as she also went to help her mother to her feet. The woman pushed her children gently away and turned to her husband. “Oko mi,” she started, but he turned to Ibukun and snarled, “If you get pregnant this night, better look for whom to take you in, because I won’t let you enter this house again.”It’s not your house, Ibukun thought as she placed her palm on Tade’s shaky shoulders, but she said nothing. For a while, they stood like that; she, Tade, and her mother on one side of the living room table, and her father on the other. And then with a fi
Ibukun’s father punched her mother, and she went sprawling across the room to hit the wall at the other end, where she slid down and lay on the floor in an unmoving heap.“Mummy!” Tade shouted, and ran towards her, but she staggered to her feet before he even got to her side.“You’re raising your children fine,” he snarled in Yoruba. “One is a whore and another, a dullard. Well done.”Ibukun blinked back tears from her eyes as she also went to help her mother to her feet. The woman pushed her children gently away and turned to her husband. “Oko mi,” she started, but he turned to Ibukun and snarled, “If you get pregnant this night, better look for whom to take you in, because I won’t let you enter this house again.”It’s not your house, Ibukun thought as she placed her palm on Tade’s shaky shoulders, but she said nothing. For a while, they stood like that; she, Tade, and her mother on one side of the living room table, and her father on the other. And then with a fi
Ibukun’s father punched her mother, and she went sprawling across the room to hit the wall at the other end, where she slid down and lay on the floor in an unmoving heap.“Mummy!” Tade shouted, and ran towards her, but she staggered to her feet before he even got to her side.“You’re raising your children fine,” he snarled in Yoruba. “One is a whore and another, a dullard. Well done.”Ibukun blinked back tears from her eyes as she also went to help her mother to her feet. The woman pushed her children gently away and turned to her husband. “Oko mi,” she started, but he turned to Ibukun and snarled, “If you get pregnant this night, better look for whom to take you in, because I won’t let you enter this house again.”It’s not your house, Ibukun thought as she placed her palm on Tade’s shaky shoulders, but she said nothing. For a while, they stood like that; she, Tade, and her mother on one side of the living room table, and her father on the other. And then with a fi
Ibukun’s father punched her mother, and she went sprawling across the room to hit the wall at the other end, where she slid down and lay on the floor in an unmoving heap.“Mummy!” Tade shouted, and ran towards her, but she staggered to her feet before he even got to her side.“You’re raising your children fine,” he snarled in Yoruba. “One is a whore and another, a dullard. Well done.”Ibukun blinked back tears from her eyes as she also went to help her mother to her feet. The woman pushed her children gently away and turned to her husband. “Oko mi,” she started, but he turned to Ibukun and snarled, “If you get pregnant this night, better look for whom to take you in, because I won’t let you enter this house again.”It’s not your house, Ibukun thought as she placed her palm on Tade’s shaky shoulders, but she said nothing. For a while, they stood like that; she, Tade, and her mother on one side of the living room table, and her father on the other. And then with a fi
“I think it was romantic. Even better than those boring cards that Amanda came up with.”“Did you see Amanda’s face after everything? God, she looked so angry. I even thought she was going to cry.”“So Niyi and Bolaji are dating? Let’s just hope he doesn’t do the same thing to her as he did for Amanda. Anyway, he can’t even try it.”“Weren’t Niyi and Amanda friends before this? She won’t like this very much. Maybe Niyi and Bolaji had been dating behind her back sef.”Everywhere Rebecca went throughout the week after, she was greeted with another conversation about the love triangle that was Bolaji, Niyi and Amanda, till she wanted to scream. Everyone was talking about it, and the trio, if possible, had even become more popular. Rebecca was sure even the teachers knew about the whole thing by now. Worse still, Niyi and Bolaji fanned the rumours by acting like newlyweds in class, an
“Now that we’re done with alkenes and alkanes, the next hydrocarbon on our list is alkynes,” Mr Akinbiyi, the Chemistry teacher was saying. “These are very similar to the previous two, but the fundamental difference is that there is the presence of three double bonds between at least one of their carbon bonds. Obviously this means that these carbon atoms have only one hydrogen bond attached to them, each, unlike the alkenes where there were two each.” He paused to illustrate what he was saying on the board, and then said, “Do you understand?”Some people stirred and murmured under their breaths, but there was no resounding “Yes sir!” as there could have been. The whole class was in a state of acedia, as it usually was anytime a difficult topic was being taught the period before break time. Niyi could not blame her classmates; there had been teacher after teacher all day that day; such that the students hadn’t eve
“Are you dating my ex, Niyi?”There was usually a calm fury in Amanda whenever she asked startling and uncomfortable questions like this, but that day, she didn’t seem to have found it. Her face was contorted in fury, and fury only. She appeared to have been bursting to ask that question for a while now, judging by how she had spat them out immediately Rebecca and Niyi placed their trays on the table.Even though they weren’t directed towards her, Rebecca could not help but feel fear sizzle down her spine as she heard them. She looked at the other girls. Tolu looked as apprehensive as Rebecca felt. Aisosa looked unbothered. But Niyi looked just as calm and poised as always.“No, Amanda, I am not dating BJ,” Niyi said after she had sat down, started on her meat pie and even taken a sip from the bottle of coke in front of her, while Amanda watched her like she was about to throttle her. If Niyi could see the look on Amanda&rsquo
The students of Achievers High school, AHS, Lekki, Lagos, were gathered around in small groups of friends around the school’s assembly hall waiting for the siren to go off, announcing the official start of the first assembly of the session. Most of the students were currently talking about their summer holidays which many of them had spent outside the shores of the country. Quite a few students were intent on boasting about how much more spectacular their own holidays had been than the rest of their peers, and so there was much more noise than expected.Outside the hall also, Bolaji Akinwande, the Labour Prefect Boy, was leaning against one of the pillars of the hall, occasionally craning his neck to check for what appeared to be something, or someone. He was a thin, tall, very handsome boy of sixteen years. Even with the mini scowl on his face and his obvious disinterest of the scene around him, he was drawing admiring looks from the students around him, though he was oblivious
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