All Chapters of The Aqua Prince: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I felt more comfortable on my first day in this school than in my other schools where it took me more time to make friends, which was mainly a result of the fact that guys hate me at first sight of me. But things are different at this school because I already had a friend before I even started. Cynthia made sure I was comfortable, Cynthia's friends were amazed at the colour of his eyes and hair, they argued about them being fake, and they all touched and played with my hair. Hmm... I kinda felt like a celebrity, with the way people look at me and the way Cynthia's boyfriend flirted with me."He's such a cutie! I'd like to go on a date with him. A friend of Cynthia said. "He won't ask you out, madam!" Cynthia swiftly intercepted the speech of her friend. She had just realized how handsome and precious I am, at least her friends' demeanour had opened her eyes to see me as I wanted her to see me. She can actually show him off to her friends as her boyfriend, or so she thought. On the

One week later, I already had my uniform, it was very smart on me. You need to see me in my uniform, and my black Italian shoe which mom hand-picked from me from that same boutique which I told you was at the junction of my street, the shoe complemented the uniform most, unlike other students who wore canvas with the uniform, you know the uniform was of two colours, an oxblood trouser, a milk inner shirt, an oxblood suit, and a check tie which comprises of the normal oxblood, Dark blue and milk. I was very happy to be in this school, I was like a celebrity, and my story had been the talk of the school since the day I started till date. After the assembly session, all the students were matched to their various classes, but I was with my new and only friends in Abuja, a clique of girls, I was the only male in the clique of four, actually, they were three, and I'm the fourth person, all the girls made it almost too obvious that they had a crush on me, though it was fun to know, still, it

The next day, was a beautiful Wednesday, I remembered that day vividly, it was a day that I just can't forget, the day that exposed me to my true personality, the day I thought would be my last. Well, it happened that we got to school very early that day. As a matter of fact, Cynthia came to my house very early to wait for me so we could go to school together, I wondered how she actually woke up that day for her to have been done with her preparation and even came to my side to wait. Mom always loves it when she sees me and Cynthia together, little did she know that I love it more than she. Well, Cynthia could not wait for us to go to school so she could break to surprise me, she felt she had done me a very great favour. But think of it on the brighter side, she actually did me a favour, for if not for her act of kindness I won't have known who I truly am, Mom would have hidden it till I probably die, and dad won't have even known of my existence. Mom had lied to me that I have a rare

After mom and I had our breakfast, I quickly rushed to Cynthia's house so we could go to school together. I really enjoy going to school and coming home with her, especially when we are coming home and she is often tired and tends to rest on my shoulders. Hmm, what a sweet feeling! Aha! I remember that I've told Cynthia not to tell Herm that I'm participating in the competition; in fact, she must not let Herm know anything about the swimming competition, as I told her, though I did not truly give her the reason why. I just told her that my mom does not like me indulging in anything that is not study-related in school."But mom already knows that our school always hosts a swimming competition called the Merman." But she does not know that we are about to start the competition.Cynthia said"But she is not aware of its commencement, right?""Yeah" "Well, let it be that way."So we discussed the day before in the cab on our way home.When we got to school, it was like moving into anothe

Hastily, I dashed to the poolside restroom, where I swiftly took a shower and changed into my swimsuit. I left the bathroom with an overwhelming sense of fear, looking at the poolside, I realized the weight of expectation upon me; a thronging crowd awaited to witness my performance. The tale of my previous extraordinary swim had spread throughout the school, attracting those who had missed it before. "What if I faltered this time? Would I still be embraced by the same love and admiration?" I asked myself.Among the competitors in the swimming event at my house were Bright, Stanley, Paul, and myself. As we awaited the signal to begin, my heart raced uncontrollably. Lost in my thoughts, I failed to hear when the whistle was blown. Upon seeing my peers plunge into the water, I instinctively made the sign of the cross, a ritual of my Catholic faith, before immersing myself.Once submerged, a familiar sensation enveloped me. Faint strains of music filled my ears, accompanied by an indescri