Vanessa
I groan and use my pillow to cover my ears from the annoying alarm ringing very loud.
No matter how much I would love to keep sleeping I can't cause my mother would kill me, I'm just kidding.she'll only scold me.
Being an African child is fun at some part, boring, upsetting and frustrating but out of all of it, it's still amazing.
Also being the first and only child means you have to get up do your morning chores and prepare breakfast.
I hurriedly run to the bathroom to do my morning routine, which is to just take my bath and brush my teeth.Then put on some clothes, I prefer baggy clothes but my mom hates it . She thinks it's a tomboy thingy so anytime I'm putting on baggy clothes I have to make it look more stylish and girlie.
I put on a white tight Body fitted crop top that reaches my belly button and black cargo jeans with a black and white knitted crop sweater pairing it with Nike snikers
I quickly prepare breakfast and right before dishing it my mom walk down the stairs.
"Hey hon" she say while yawning and stretching which causes me to laugh and she playfully glares at me.
"Good morning mom" I say trying to compose myself but I end up getting smacked in the head by her .
" Hmm, how was your night?"she asks
"Fine ma" I reply about to dish the food but she stops me.
"I don't think your father is ready to wake up anytime soon so don't worry I'll do it myself, have you eaten?"
" No , don't worry I'll eat at work later, I should get going"
" Are you sure?" She asks giving me a worried look
"Yep, bye" I say while carrying my bag from the kitchen counter.
" bye, love you"
" Love you too" I reply.............................
I got to class late and it was quite weird having everyone turn to look at you and the professor would be like 'seriously, would you sit your ass down'.
I whisper a quick sorry to the professor and take my sit next to my best friend Jasmine who has been grinning like a five year old.
I have two best friends, Jasmine and success.
Success isn't here cause she's medical student.Jas and I on the other hand went for accounting, damn it's quite hard.After what felt like forever we were done with classes. So we had to wait for success at the parking lot where her car was parked. Jasmine and success prefer cars to bikes but I love bikes. My dad got me one on my twentieth birthday but I don't always ride it , not because I can't or don't want to , it's dad doesn't let me. He says he doesn't want me having accident which is pretty annoying sometimes.
And yes, am going to be twenty one next two months which is July and the best part is I'm still living with my parents. Isn't it cool, No ! Right , it's not .
I've begged my parents to let me stay alone and their answer was alway NO!.
But now I don't have to bother my self
All I have to do is visit my cousin, Mira .
She's twenty six and she lives alone , she lets me go out with my friends but my parents will be like , ' you visited them the day before yesterday, yesterday and again today? , What are you guys doing?, I hope you guys are not doing bad things ooh.' saying it with our Nigerian accent which sometimes it's funny how they say it.
And now am thinking of visiting my cousin , am not only visiting her cause she lets me leave the house anytime and Everytime I want it's also cause she's Soo fun.
I'm brought back to reality by a kiss on my forehead and you know who that is, it's success. She's the mom of our group the only one who gives us forehead kisses but she's older with just one year older than us , she's twenty two and jasmine is also twenty.
" How ya doing bitches " she says while squashing us into a big hug and jasmine giggles.We hop into the car I and success at the front while jasmine is at the back seat. The three of us singing Gangster by Kehlani .
We are blacks or Africans anyone you choose to call us, and we are crazy in our own way.
The car comes to a stop at the parking lot of the restaurant were we work.
It's both a cafe and a restaurant, I and jasmine work at the cafe side while success works at the restaurant.
The cafe has a small section of books of any kind.
I and jasmine favorite is the smut section full of mafia romance .
When I buy the books I don't take them home, I take them to my cousin's house cause I don't want my parents to see them and my cousin loves those types of books.So far today hasn't really been busy and the people are just few going and coming.
" Hey nessa can you please take my shift?" Jasmine asks while taking off her apron
" Yeah sure, what happened are you okay"
" Yeah Jason had a fight and my mum and dad are both busy so I have to pick him up from school"
" Oh, Kay Kay ,gosh that kid is something else hey don't forget your books" I say while wriggling my eyebrows
" God, I love you Soo much, thank you and tell that crazy ass bitch that I love her okay" she says then hugs me .
" Bye, tell Jason I'll smack his head when I see him"
" Yes ma'am, bye" she says while dragging the y part and I chuckle.
So I'm gonna be here for another two hours and it's just 4pm .
So cous Mira here I come. I text her telling her that I'm coming over.Me: hey sis , u home?
am coming over.Sis Mira💗😜: Nope,😔 went to see a
Friend but u are free to
Come, u know where the
Key is.Me: Kay Kay 😜👍😁😎
Sis Mira 💗😜: don't u dare finish my
Foodstuffs.😡😡Me: ummm 🤔 ugh 😩😫 fine I'll try but
It's not a promise.Then I informed my parents about me not coming . this is gonna be great or at least that's what I thought.
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