Little Miss Successful

Part 1

Mom : Have a good day eskolweni mntwana wam.
Me :(rolling my eyes)Kodwa mama when is it ever a good day phaya ?
I question this beautiful yet very sick lady I call my mom.Her health is seriously worrying me.Everytime I ask her why she doesn't go see the doctor she just brushes me off.I've come to a realization that black folks like acting tough even though they are secretly dying on the inside.For example my uncle who left us just 2 years ago...used to claim that he is a dye hard who is incapable of getting sick but today we refer to him as our ancestor.I genuinely miss his bubbly,protective yet care-free self.He was always there to pass his words of encouragement and wisdo...
Mom:Hay Amahle you are doing it again
Says my mom who interrupted my trail of thoughts about my uncle...I'm not over his death but hopefully he's resting in peace.He was a father,a friend,an uncle and a whole mood kesan...
Mom :(shouting)Yeyyy!!!
Me :Sorry mamam.Kodwa mama you know shouting is not good for your health!
I say slightly scowling
Mom :(flashes her million dollar smile)Ndithini ke xa ungeva sthutsuba sika mamakhe ?
Me :(rolling my eyes)What's the time mama?
Mom:It's 07:38 and you,my baby,are late
Me:(panicking)Intoni?!!
Schools starts at 07:45 and my house is 11km away from school! I quickly grab my bag making sure to hug my mom in the process.As I'm about to scurry out the door my mom shouts.
Mom :Your lunch !
Me :Yho Nkosi yam,sikelela!
I quickly run back to fetch it,kiss my mom goodbye and leave for real this time.
I run to the taxi rank ignoring the stares I get from people.They are probably wondering why a chubby school girl is running around like a headless chicken,with sweat dripping from her face.
As I get to the rank I spot one taxi filling up with people,I run towards it pushing past the dozens of people waiting to get in.I finally get in and sit down.I check the time on my phone,well I'd like to call it a calculator now ngoba igugile leway.To my surprise it's already 07:50.Shit!I curse silently under my breath,well perhaps loudly ngoba the elderly woman sitting beside me glares my way.Oh well it's not like she has never heard someone say a bad word before. The taxi leaves.A few moments after we departed from the rank,the taxi is engulfed with complete silence.I drop my phone and as I crouch down to pick it up,I release a loud fart...much to my embarrassment.Commotion immediately begins and people gasp for air while others open the windows.So dramatic
Driver :(playfully)Yerr Sisterr washaya ibomb straight
Everyone laughs while I sink down in my seat in embarrassment.Just then a lady makes a snark comment
Lady :It must be the breakfast she ate,I'm sure it was as greasy as she looks.Nana ubutye amaqanda amangaphi?
She asks me with her voice laced with sarcasm. I turn my head her way with tears in my eyes.I look at her face that has disgust written all over it.Lord help me! I don't have any words to say to her therefore I turn my head away.I can feel the eyes of pity and disgust from different people in this taxi.The driver clears his throat and looks at the rude lady through his rear view mirror while shaking his head.
Driver:Maybe you should focus on growing that hairline of yours ngoba iyafamba instead of picking on a kid young enough to be your daughter.
Everyone bursts into laughter while I giggle a bit.The lady clicks her tongue while fixing her glasses that look like those you get from Mr Price for R60.The driver is so real,her hairline starts behind her ears.So much for being a hater.
The rest of the ride is silent until I break the silence by saying
Me : Driver cela umise ,this is my school.
I quickly take out the last R10 I had as the taxi came to a halt.The elder woman who was sitting next to me stopped me as I was about to pay.
Woman:(smiling)It's okay ,I'll pay for you.It's the least I can do since my daughter over there said such to you.
I smile and thank her before rushing inside the school gate.Oh well thanks to that woman that I still have my R10.I check the time and I see it's 08:23 so I run through the corridors heading towards my classroom.As I'm about to turn someone collides into me causing them to fall on their back.
Phindile : (angrily) Yewena sdudla mafehlefehle! Sbhanxa ndini sesiyoyo do you see what you did?
I look up to see one of the many people who have been making my high school experience hell.This girl has been the biggest thorn in my life.If it's not her telling me about my weight,it's her telling me how ugly I am.Well she's like a celebrity in this school,everyone adores her no matter how rude she is to them.The last time I stood up to her was in grade 8.Well...let's just say I earned myself a hot slap on my cheek and a few kicks here and there from her lapdogs she calls friends.Since that day she would torment me ,slowly but surely killing my confidence bit by bit.And now I'm in grade 12,about to earn myself another hot slap from her.
Me :I'm...I'm s...so...sorry I wasn't looking where I...I ...I was going.
Well that's a lie cause she's the one who collided into me but ke asikho lapho,for I still value my life.
Phindile :Well to hell with your sorry stupid big back.I'll show you who I am it seems like you have forgotten who I am.After school is after school.
Well no doubt about that, I quickly run to my lesson,which I'm late for by 30 minutes.
Me :Good morning sir ,I'm really sorry I am late it was a tough morning.
Mr Dlamini:It's okay,please take a seat.
I look at my isolated desk by the corner of the classroom and sigh.The thing is I'm the only one who's not sitting with another student because no one actually likes me .I had a few friends during my 8th grade but that didn't work out because little Ms Phindile made sure that everyone disliked me. I never actually had a problem with being alone even though I did get lonely at times.My relationship status is zero,never had a boyfriend and I'm still a proud virgin.Something always tells me to wait and keep my purity safe.Besides even if I didn't want to wait,which boy in their right state of mind would want to associate with me sexua...
Mr Dlamini:(clicks his fingers near my face)Amahle !Amahle !Are you okay ?
Oh yeah I zoned out again,everyone in the class is staring at me
Me :(looking down)Oh...uhmm...askies?
I walk to my desk and as I pass some students they block their nostrils and say
Sino:eww! fatty...did you bath today ?
Asanda :And friend it started smelling like fish the moment she walked past us.
They high fived while some students laughed .
Mr Dlamini :(shouting)You two! Stop harassing the poor kid.
I proceed to my desk ,take out my books and grab my pencil.
The first three lessons go by really quick and before I know it,it's already break time. I pack my books in my bag and head out to my favorite spot. I sit down ,take out my lunch and my book that I currently started reading.It's called Little Miss Successful by Aqhamile Numa.

So how was the first insert???
Ooooh I'm so excited to write more
24/08/2024