Surviving High School.

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The doors opened and the first person I saw was an old man wearing traditional Zulu attire, followed by a beautiful woman wearing the same colored traditional attire.

The woman had a child in her arms that had fallen asleep. After her, the next person to come out was a light skinned guy. I can't help but think I know who that person is, right after him came out another person who I knew. "Muzi?" The shock was evident in my voice.

We were now seated in the tent, facing my cousin who was glowing with happiness. I too was happy for her, but I couldn't help but feel sad for myself. Since seeing Muzi arrive with the royal family, I've been eating at my thoughts, trying to understand what's going on. I couldn't ask my brother because then he would be suspicious of me and I can't have him thinking twice when he wants to tell me something.

"Okay, Olwethu, please just tell me who arrived with the chief and his wife." She looked at me weirdly. "Will you just wait and listen, the chief's oldest might chose his bride today so hush." She nearly shouted at me. I looked up and saw Muzi looking at me. I turned my eyes away and took a sip of my drink. 

When the chief stood up, I knew something was about to happen. "Sanibona bantu bami. (My people, I greet you.)" Everyone bows their heads and responds. "I would like to give thanks to the Mthethwa family for inviting my family and I to celebrate such good news with them. This is proof that if you put your mind on something, you will make sure it happens. Zinhle, well done my child, keep it up. And for those of you who are still young, take it from this inspiration, you will make your parents proud. And for those of you who have fallen and made mistakes, surely you can find some way to make your parents proud. Now, my son, Muziwenkosi, will be choosing his second wife-" 

"Second wife!" I shout out, feeling the shock overcome me. When I realize what I've done, I gasp and bow my head. "I am s-so sorry. I-" I rush out of the tent and up to my parent's house. I am so caught up in my embarrassment and panic that I don't hear the person behind me. "Yandi-" I scream so loud, I fear I might have peed myself. "What the fuck!" He pulls me into his arms. 
"No Bhut'Muzi. Look, I am sorry but I-" 

His lips meet mine and I gasp, feeling everything all at once. I push him away but his muscles contract and I feel a feeling I haven't felt ever in my life. "Mmmm-" I finally push him off and stumble into a near by chair. "I need to apologize, I shouldn't have disrespected you or your father like that, My Prince." I bow my head and he steps forward, I take a step back. 

"Yandisokuhle-" My father and brothers walk in. "My prince." They bow and I take that as a chance to step further back from Muzi. "May I ask what it is that brings you into my house?" Baba asks. "Bab'Mthethwa, I just wanted to check on your daughter-" 

"Let me stop you there Muzi. I appreciate our friendship as well as our partnership in terms of business but I will not hesitate to cut you out should you even think of doing anything with my sister." 

"I would like it if you get out." Baba spoke firmly. "I hear you Baba. I shall leave now." As soon as Muzi left the house, four pairs of eyes looked straight at me. "Baba I-" 

"Not another word Ntombiyam. Not another word. You shall go clean yourself up and then go back outside to celebrate with your cousin and when you come back, I expect you to pack your bags. You will leave tomorrow. You bring trouble with you everywhere you go." He let out a sigh and left. "Bhuti-" 

"If you do anything with Muzi, Yandisokuhle, I will disown you sisi wami. You are far too young to be getting involved with the likes of him. Hasn't royalty ruined you enough?" My brothers left me to get myself back together. I didn't want to go back outside but I had to. So I cleaned myself up and went back to join the celebration.