The Tale of A Young Northern Bride

Chapter 1

I looked from the paper I was writing, my last paper literature in English .I looked at the old scrawny excuse of an invigilator. He almost coughed his lungs out for the 800th time,
OK perhaps I was exaggerating.
But he had coughed a lot of times and for students who were writing their final papers he was not doing a good job on making us concentrate on our papers. Infact he succeeded in doing the exact opposite.
He shouted or at least tried to shout at us to stop laughing and giggling .He shouted again "1 hour more" in his heavily hausa accented voice which resulted in another fit of giggles from the girls. The WAEC really needed to get more efficient invigilators .I looked at my paper was this exam even worth it .I was not using the result anyway I was getting married to rich Alhaji Salifu Garba immediately after school .I wasn't going to university .six years in secondary school were all for nothing I looked at my paper and stood up there was no use completing what didn't matter.

I tugged my hijab from my face .there was really no use of it here after all we were only girls here in the roger all girls high school. I scratched my roughly plaited braids and let the none existent breeze In abuja blow through my hair. I looked around this was probably the last time I was going to see a lot of faces here, not like I would miss a lot of the faces but I would miss a particular face
My thoughts were interrupted by a hard slap on my back and I turned to face Abigail the face I will always miss. A chubby (tending towards fat) girl with skin like dark chocolate ,big brown eyes that were always smiling and to be sincere she was always smiling but beneath the facade was a mischievous brat who had a niche for trouble according to her she did not look for trouble neither did trouble become look for her she was trouble in human form. It was a surprise she was not expelled a long time ago well that could be attributed to me who tried to keep her under check.
"What are you doing here" she asked her hands akimbo.
"Sitting down "
"Why" she asked with a mischievous frown on her face .
"What else do you want me to do"
"Celebrate of course you and through with this place..."
"And moving to a worse place"I finished her statement
"That is why you should celebrate more , God knows you won't be able to celebrate this much in your rich husband's house " she said dragging me up to celebrate.
"And u doubt marrying a rich oil magnate will that bad even if His not active anymore" she said wriggling her eyebrows.
"Abigail" I exclaimed putting my finger to her lips to shush her .
"What"she said pulling away my hand "am serious look on the brighter side he has a lot of money and pray he won't be stingy and you can always get a consort " .I pushed her jokingly I was surely going to miss this face.

Author's note
Hello
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of TTOAYNB .drop your constructive criticisms and questions. Thank you.

WAEC: Also known as the West African Examination council. A central examination taken by graduating highschool students in west African countries such as Nigeria ,Ghana etc. The equivalent of SAT and other international examinations.

Hausa: A large ethnic group in northern Nigeria

Hijab:a covering used to cover the head and neck for women usually used by Muslims