A School Of Weirdos

CHAPTER TWELVE

It was now Saturday. I woke up joyfully, feeling sensational. The day I had been looking forward to finally arrived. I relaxed on my bed for a bit, resting my head on both hands, comfortably placed on my pillow, as I stared at the ceiling.

In that position, I began visualizing how the day would unfold. While doing so, a smile formed on my face. Soon after, my mom came in to check if I was still asleep, and in the process, she disrupted my little relaxation and thoughts.

The sound of the door opening snapped me away from my thoughts as I diverted my gaze away from the ceiling to my mom.

"Oh, Paul, you're awake," she said, while holding the door handle as the door was slightly ajar.
"Yes, mom," I responded, smiling with my teeth on display.

"I know you're looking forward to where we will be going later. Isaac's mom just messaged me not quite long ago. She said she will come and pick us up from 12:00 pm. So, we will be expecting her by then. Don't take too long on your bed. You know you have house chores to do this morning, and if you don't, you know the saying, "no food for a lazy man," my mom said firmly.

"But Mom, I'm not a man yet; I'm just a boy," I said jokingly, displaying my teeth again as I smiled and laughed almost at the same time.

"Keep quiet, Paul. In your mind, you said something funny, but it's not funny to me though," she said, with a bit of playfulness in her tone.

My mom then left. As I saw the door of my room shut closed, I energetically rose up from the bed to do some chores.

Time flew a bit fast, and I was done with the house chores. I had my bath, brushed my teeth, and ate breakfast, which my mom prepared. It was one of my favorite foods; Oil beans and fried plantain. It was yummy. My mom is a very good cook, and as a foodie, I'm glad she can cook delicious dishes.

Well, after breakfast, I started watching TV as the light flickered on since the Power Holding Company of Nigeria just brought the light. Most Nigerians love calling them NEPA, which means National Electric Power Authority, and I'm part of those who call them that.

Well, I watched TV for hours, from Nickelodeon to Nollywood, which my mom enjoys watching, to music videos and some programs. My mom was the one with the remote control, and she allowed me to only watch Nickelodeon. I actually wished I had a TV in my room then because the only TV in the house was the one in the living room, and the main reason is that I wanted to be watching anything I wanted.

Well, time flew fast as we were engrossed in the TV. It was later 12:00 pm, and we started getting ready to go out as we waited for Isaac's mom to come and pick us up. Forty-five minutes later, she came, and we could both hear the sound of her car outside the house gate. Excitedly, I ran out to the gate and approached Isaac and her mom, who were just coming out of the car. I greeted Isaac's mom, and she greeted back, giving me a very warm smile before going into the house.

I shifted my gaze to Isaac, and we walked towards each other and gave our friendly handshakes. I was happy to see Isaac.

"How have you been, bro?" Isaac asked.

"I've been fine, laughing gas," I said jokingly. I was fond of calling him Laughing Gas because he laughs a lot. No wonder his name is Isaac. To me, he was different from other Nigerian kids because unlike them, he acted just like the meaning of his name.

"Paw paw, you don start again, how e dey be na?" he spoke in pidgin. He gave me the nickname Paw Paw, and I could guess it's because my name is Paul. People are just fond of nicknaming or teasingly calling people named Paul "Paw Paw," and I still don't know why it's like that.

Well, Isaac and I chatted a little before both our moms came out from the house. We all went inside the car, and Isaac's mom drove us away. We were going to the same Plaza we once went before. I was so much looking forward to playing video games with Isaac and sharing my school experience with him.