Our School: Last Virgin Standing

chapter 01👏

OUR SCHOOL: Last Virgin standing
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Finally, the school vacation is over, I can't just wait to get back to class and gist with my friends as usual, the holiday was so long and tiring. I can remember vividly, my dad yelling at me to read physics, read chemistry.

Everything read, read, read.

As if the holiday is another class extension.

He even went as far as hiring five different teachers for each subjects. Including the ones the I unfailing got an A.

As if there is another grade better than A1.

Dorcas high school Lekki sat on a hill, surrounded by thick forest. It's serene environment was occasionally disturbed by the chirping sounds of birds and low cries of crickets at annoying intervals.

The day was unusually foggy, making the building covered in thick fog look two dimensional. I remember my first day here in ss1, when I just got the scholarship. I remember being lost in the building's beauty.

"Don't forget what I told you darling." My mom says cutting through my recurring drooling over the building's beauty.

"Yes mom" I say bringing out my remaining things from the car. "Boys and books don't mix, the two b's are not buddies at all."

"Good girl" She says, a charming smile on her face. "I love you honey" She pulls me into a tight hug and drives away.

I know why mum keeps repeating the two b's to me, it's because of the letter sent to all parents about two schools merging. I don't know how me or any other girl in Dorcas high will cope with merging with a boy's school.

Call me pessimistic but I know nothing good will come out of it. Boys are generally walking nightmares and they cause nothing but trouble.

As I walk to the hostel desperately trying to find my friends, I get a nostalgic feeling as I see a group of girls presumably in Jss1 discussing in high tuned voices.

They must feel so glad to be in Secondary school.

They should just wait and let Okafor's cane wipe their small bum bum, they will now know what's up.

While trying to find my friends, Tito the ever beautiful and pompous assistant head girl started yelling at all the girls to scramble to their hostel. Of course by her side were her wingmen, daughters of Jezebel and the aorta of all corrupt doings, Esther and moyin. I wonder why moyin was allowed in their little group. She's not even that pretty, probably because her parents are rich.

You know, she's the group's bank, she's the slave girl of the group of Dorcas queens. I can remember last term when Tito slapped her, I wanted to laugh but if they catch me ehn?

I'll wash their clothes for the rest of my life.

Not that I'm staying here forever.

But you get the gist?

Right?

uh.

I walk into the school with a distasteful look of my face. I must be
looking so sour, but I can't help it.

I just can't bear it.

The thought of boys around just gives me the chills.

I get to the hostel field separating the girls and recently constructed boys hostel. The hostels were painted green and white in contrast to the former dark and sky blue color of the girls hostel. The grass is neatly cut low and the green and pink flowers made the are look so pretty like Agodi garden and the likes.