4 ; Abuja

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K h a i r i y a h

I wiped the tears from my eyes and waved at binta, inna, umma, abba and the rest of them

I hugged all of them and abba kissed my forehead and gave me a nylon, I looked up at him and hugged him one last time getting in the motan kasuwa

I sat in the back of the car, I was the last passenger so I entered and made myself slightly comfortable

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I felt a tap on my shoulder "Ahh lallai yarinya biki yi baci ba yau, hour shida pah ( girl you truly did not sleep last night, you slept six hours straight fah)" an old woman said to me

I saw that people started stepping out and i looked around, wow, I'm in abuja

I got off the car and picked my purple and grey box, well abba got it for me from kano

I smelt in the air even though it's smells like cigarette that a man nearby was smoking, I looked for a short and fat guy that was to take me to the school

I spotted him wearing some faded blue jeans and a brown shirt with a red P-cap, I recognised him because he has ever been to our house

He waved up to me and we did all the formalities and I got in sitting in the back seat of the car and he drove off to Eastville college, the dream of every child

We arrived at a huge black gate with carves of 'Eastville College' in beautiful cursive

The gate was opened and the gate man came to ask "Khairiyah habeeb Maishanu" I said as I whined down my window down

The gate was opened and we drove on beautiful gravels making popping sounds and we walked into a massive land, there were different block

And all of them were gigantic I  tell you, they were beautifully painted in expensive looking sleek beige and maroon paint

They were expensive cars parked everywhere and I suddenly felt like I don't belong, I looked down at what I'm wearing, a black pencil skirt and a black vest with a grey and black kimono that abba got me

I adjusted the cap on my head and then did my viel crossed, going back by both sides

"Wallahi hajia it's two thousand" I looked at him gobsmacked and blinked once, twice, thrice and laughed

I had no idea what to do so I brought out four five hundred naira notes from my bag and gave it to him, he smiled giving me a yellow-toothed grin

He drove off and I looked around completely lost on where to go, I looked at the map that was emailed to me and followed it leading me to the reception 

Walking in, I bumped into somebody, looking up "oh Allah, I'm so sorry" I apologised and looked up to a girl

"Nooriyah?, you look exactly like her" she said amused and she accessed me

She was very pretty with flawless fair skin and a longish nose and pink plump lips and a thin long face, she was wearing a gold kimono with black outlines and a black viel

"No problem, are you lost?" She asked "Yes I'm looking for the reception" they weren't telly students in the hallway knowing today is Sunday,  the day of resumption and it seems everyone is minding their business

She led me to the reception and I collected my room key and other keys like my locker and all with also my class information like time table and all

"What's your name, I'm hamrah" she helped me with my other box "nice name, I'm khairiyah but you can call me khairi"

"I love your name it's so unique" she beamed and I checked my room number "I'm in room 324" I said and she squealed "we are in the same room, thank God you are not put in dakin gulma, because they need one more person" she told me about the school and all

"Ehen some people don't even look their way, when we go to the room iwill show you their photos, like sabiyah, nooriyah, fariha , ameela, nahima and amisco, they are the real queen bitches of this school tun balle nooriyah, people worship her because her father is the top richest fifty men in Africa so what?" She rambled on about the girls and we entered the hostel and how I looked scarily alike to nooriyah

I was met with half naked girls walking around like they could Care less, some had fake hair and some real

We finally came up to our room not when some of them glared at me or gave me disgusting looks

"They are just jeleous of your beauty neh kawai riyah, have you seen your curves wayyo and that ass, your face is literally winning miss world of you enter, you and nooriyah are the only one that have Kylie lips fah, and her own mah are small but see your own and to top that uo you have wushiryah,  so whenever you talk or slightly open your mouth ma it will come out and I love your eyes there so light and you have a beauty mark" she opened the door and I blushed

"Thank you, I don't come anywhere near you" I placed a hand on my heart as we entered the room

My jaw was on the ground floor and we were on the fourth floor, yes we didn't climb four steps of stairs we use an escalator, a freaking escalator and hamrah had to teach me

I looked at the room with lilac walls and light pink bedding and lilac and gold curtains on each window

They were two queen sized beds with two bedsides besides them and 2 fluffy black carpets

I studied the room with awe and wonder how all the rooms of this hostel have this furnishment

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I had a warm bath not forgetting to awe at the blue tiled bathroom with a jacuzzi

I walked out of the room, car lagged and we had a little chit chat with hamrah before I fell asleep halfway through the gist

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I woke up to someone tapping my shoulder "riya wake up and pray fajr" I heard voices

"Ya Allah, binta leave me alone" I whined pushing the hand away "who is binta, is she your boyfriend?" I turned to see hamrah laughing at her stupid joke

I got up and walked the bathroom and brushed my teeth, performing  ablution

I prayed and read the qur'an and went back to sleep,I set an alarm for ten o'clock

Yes, yesterday I called abba and umma, and the rest with my new Nokia C7 that abba got me, it was a small screen with a sliding keyboard and it was colour blue

I layed down letting sleep overtake me, I looked at hamrahs sleeping body coiled in her blanket

I covered my head with my blanket and closed my eyes

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Hey lovelies, waya ga Eastville kuwa, Mude muna jira mukai uni  and those of you that vote every chapter I will give you all scholarships

So ya komai da komai, ya gida da kowa, I hope lafiya koh

Toh yau ba surutu, bye bye

Fatima Balewa....¿¿¿

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