"Mummy! Mummy!" I screamed and raced towards the house "Ahn ahn, what is it now?" My mom asked irritated scrunching her nose a bit, after taking a deep breathe I finally broke the news "I've gotten admission into Lagos state university" I said excitedly "Ehn? It's a lie" my mom said astonished as she collected the printed paper in my hand and read it to truly confirm the admission "Yasssss Alhamdulillah, you finally got the admission" she cheered a loud
"What's all the noise about? Everyone can hear you from outside" My father entered the living room showing no interest "Let them hear o, my daughter has gotten admission" my mom said aloud "What? Is that true?" My father asked happily "Yes dad" I said smiling, he read through the printed paper and his smile broadened, different dishes was prepared, we ate and chatted. My two siblings Amina and Ibrahim had already started fighting over my room, it was resolved and I already started packing for school.
End of flashback
"Hajiya oya sokale" the conductor shouted like I was not right in front of him, I don't understand Yoruba but I noticed when he said so to someone the person alighted and so I knew it was my turn "I get load for booth" I said as he looked at me with disgust "You get load for booth, na im you no talk since?" He hissed and I ignored him, been warned already about the mad people that dressed neatly in Lagos, he flinged my box and joined the moving bus "Mad man" I yelled from behind "Na your papa be mad man, wêre!" He yelled back, I only shook my head
I was across the school and I stared at it with happiness running through me, I can't wait to start already, I said to myself. I've been standing on the road for like thirty five minutes having no clue on how to cross the road, I was already sweating from the hot Lagos sun that shone in every corner of the city and had no mercy with the way the hot rays penetrates one's clothing, I was drinking my seventh pure water when a guy approached me
"Um hello? I saw you standing here for a while now, need any help?" He asked. He is the first person that is concerned about me, every other person either laughed or called me JJC (Johnny Just Coming) I flashed him my close up teeth, been complimented a lot by my set of teeth
"Hello! Yes please I'm new here and it's difficult to cross the road" I said with the brightest smile I could give
"It's easy to tell you're new here" he chuckled and led me to the school, we engaged in chitchats and later exchanged contacts. It wasn't difficult locating the hostel but the real struggle was now locating my room, trust me I've asked a lot of girls and got ignored, no response or eye balled, I was getting exhausted already and just when I was about to lean on a building wall I sighted my room N/27 painted on it, I sighed dragging my loads and headed up the stairs. After several knocks with no response I finally remembered that I was given a key at the hall administrator's office, picking my key I saw the map that was given to me and I felt really stupid, not going to talk about the stress or humiliation, stabbing the door with the key and unlocking twice the door opened, I entered and shut the door after me.
A girl was belly laid on her bed focusing on her laptop, probably watching a movie
"Hello I'm Maryam your roommate" I greeted with a handshake "Oh hi" she greeted after looking me from head to toe she refocused on her laptop... How rude? - _-
"Uhm excuse me, please where's my bed?" I asked politely "Duh!" She pointed at the bed opposite hers, I needed no more rude reply to know that the upper bunk was mine since it had no sheets, scoffing I began to arrange my things in the locker, spread my sheets and headed to the washroom, nothing feels better than a cold shower after a long sunny day, I took my time to freshen up, I threw my sweatpants and a shirt on and then wrapped my head with a scarf. I filled my empty belly with the hostel cafeteria's delight and headed back to the room, I heard noises and it occurred to me that the rest of the room members were present........ like I care but anyways I'd be kind today because I'm in my happy suit
"Hello! I'm Maryam" I greeted the two ladies that stood in front of me "And?" The light skinned girl asked with her hand on her waist "Your new roommate?" I questioned as I began to lose my cool "Oh hey bitch" she greeted, hollup did she just called me a bitch? I was lost in my thoughts not realising she had hugged me "Welcome, where's your luggage?" She asked "Uhm I'm done packing" I replied "I'm Sarah and this is Khadija" she introduced herself and the other girl beside her "Nice meeting you" I smiled
"I see you met King Kong" she squinted her face and darted at the girl who was still focused on her laptop
"Ehn ehn o! Sarah you better mind yourself except you want another fight this evening" she warned "Sorry o, madam" Sarah eye balled her and they both hissed, now that explains a lot, why she was so mean this afternoon! Sarah and I clicked instantly, we have the same taste of art and have a lot in common, I have a great feeling that we are gonna be friends forever
"Get dressed we're going out" Sarah clapped "To where?" I asked fully alarmed "To the abattoir" she replied sarcastically and laughed "I want to show you around" she said "Ohh okay" I replied and wore my long ankle length hijab "Ahn ahn, what is this? Why dressing like a masquerade? Do you want to scare people away? Change it na" She joked "It's a hijab and I have nothing to wear" I replied "Can't you see how Khadija is dressed? Is she not a Muslim too?" She asked and I scanned Khadija from head to toe, she had a Brazilian wig on, a tank top and a three quartered trouser "Well people practice religion differently" I shrugged "Besides there's nothing wrong with my hijab, I thought people are allowed to dress as they like" I stated "Okay o mallama, let's go" she joked as we left
She showed me around the school and told me stuffs I needed to know as she encoded, she really is the motherly type. Khadija on the other hand is the opposite of a true Muslim, I don't like to judge but her piercings here and there, dressings and how she throws herself at boys says it all, with time I'd talk to her about her ways but for now, I'd just zip it 😷. The almighty King Kong of our room is Amanda by name, no she's not obese or large or fat or huge or big but she's pretty tall with an athletic body and a bit muscular, she seems like the kind of girl that can beat a man which I'm pretty sure she can from her fierce look, might be the reason for her violence 🙍🙅
My first day in Lagos and barely in school and I already feel like screaming and running away, wishing myself all the best
A/N: Hello beautiful people, decided to write another book and here's the first chappie, please show your girl some love as I hope not to disappoint you. Love y'all😘😘
Chaww💋💋
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Tales Of Maryam | Completed✔
General Fiction"Dear Lagos, please be kind to me" Maryam whispered after getting over her regrets of choosing Lagos State University as a place of study even though she had applied in various universities. Would she lure into the temptation of her new environment...
