What Love Taught Me VI
I arrived home safely with my heart on my palm. I never knew what to say. How could I tell my father that I had been suspended from school because I was involved in a relationship? How would I explain that I’m no longer going back to boarding?
My father received me without knowing what have been happening in school. I never gave him the letter. I kept it to myself. He asked why I was home that day, yet I was supposed to be at school then. I told him that I had missed home.
I stayed at home for about three days. This gave him a negative indication. He started questioning me again about my departure from school. I was stranded. I had no idea of how I could on how I could convince him to understand me.
I brought up lame excuses so that he could transfer me to another school. In back of my mind I had the same idea of changing the school I was. I never liked it at the first place. I just got admitted because I had no another alternative. My sponsors had no enough time to look for a better high school for me.
What is offered to you take it, better a half bread than none. The following week that started I went back to school, but now as a day scholar. I used to wake up so early. Though my father never liked it, he was so much concerned of my safety since we used to live in a marginalized area with no security at all. I told him that I had to be in school on time. My father was pretty annoyed with me. I now had added another burden for him.
By then life was kinda rough. Paying our bills and make sure we get something to eat was the business of our daily life. I was not alone, I had siblings but they used to live with my mother. My parents had divorced since 2009. My dad had to take care of the family even if he had divorced with her.
It was like he was taking care of two houses. He found it hard giving me fare everyday. I started hating myself for such a huge problem I brought to my father. At the end of the day I said,”It is his responsibility.”
Back in school was all chaos. I couldn’t face her. I thought she was all the fault of what I had been through. She came to console me and asked me how my dad was doing. She knew I was staying with my dad only. I couldn’t avoid her charm. Whenever I looked at her she drew me closer and even closer.
My heart was tied to her. All over a sudden we were all back to the normal lane. The different was that I wasn’t able to spend more time with her. 5pm I had to be out of school compound. Student In school started talking and backbiting about us. Something they never understood is how I was a slave of her heart. I never cared.After all that is what humans always do.
Time was flying. It was in July 2016. I was in form two back then. Our candidates were preparing for the final exam. They planned a farewell party. The whole school had to contribute Ksh 50 and the officials were supposed to contribute 500 per head. I was one of the officials. I never contributed anything at all. We would be at the meeting and I would give thousands reason why I wasn’t able to contribute.
In a period of two weeks time, the farewell party was held. The school was cleaned thoroughly. The hall was moped, the tables were cleaned. The decorations made the hall super amazing. In front of the wall of the wall there were white and blue curtain. The tables that were arranged in front were covered with blue and white coverings.
The bottles of Coca Cola and Mineral water were arranged in pattern at the table. The creates of Sodas were at the corner of the hall. Many schools had been invited. Girls and boys had prepared themselves adequately to receive these guests. Some planned to get new boyfriends and girlfriends. During such a function, it was the appropriate time to find your match.
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I was helping the other officials to make sure that everything was in order. I had the responsibility to allocate students at the school gate where they would receive the visitors register them and usher them into the hall. Everyone was busy that day.
I remember I was heading to the tuition block when I met Sophia. She was so cool. That her usual nature. She had ironed her uniforms that fit so well in her slim body. She had worn a white hijab. That day she worn open shoes. She smiled and walked away to the dormitory.
She was in a good mood. Maybe it was all about the party that was going on. I went to the tuition block and pick my back pack which I had locked it in my locker. The tuition block was empty. No one was in the mood of learning that day. The atmosphere was of parting, celebrating and jumping all around the school compound.
I closed the class and walked out quickly. As I was walking towards the hall I saw students all over the school compound. They were in pairs, you would think it was a dating party. No teacher would bother you that day. The watchman never cared of who enters the school nor who leaves the school.
I took this as an amazing opportunity to hang out with my bae. I started looking for her. Later on after a thorough searching I found her behind the dormitory which was close to the back door of the hall.
“Hello! How are you doing?”
“I’m fine, as you can see me.”
“The environment today seems so cool and everyone is happy, most people have been getting out of the school without any restriction, maybe we can make it out and have some fun.” I said it while winking.
“It is a good idea, we can go and come back before the party is over.” She said bravely.
This was made a plan. She yearned too much for privacy outside the school compound. I never hesitated. I really wanted it too. She quickly went to the dormitory and picked her bag. I also went to pick what we would use when we will be out for a short time.
I had Ksh 800 which is equivalent to 8 dollars which seems pretty much for a student. I put few clothes in the back and walked out of the dormitory. As a coincidence we both got out of the dormitory at the same time.
My friends asked me where I was going, but I kept it a secret. They knew I was leaving with Sophia since they also saw with her back pack. I was the first to leave the school compound and she followed back. The gate-man was not at the gate. This made it easy for us to walk out so easily.
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Originally published at https://relationshipfun0.blogspot.com on July 26, 2019.
