Married At Nineteen

Chapter Eight

In three weeks time, Chris convocation came knocking on my door. His mother called me, informing me about Chris convocation that was in 4 days.

I knew I had to start packing the next day because I wasn't ready to get Mrs Gracia (his mom) angry at all. She is quite friendly yes but if she's upset, well I can't tell since I don't know her so well enough and I haven't got her upset before.

She is a full house wife but she is a very well educated person with degrees. I don't know why she became one but I didn't care. She loves her husband and behaved so gracefully everywhere she went, never an imposter. Nobody can be lazy around such a woman, she is someone who likes everything in order.

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The next day I started packing my things one after another when I just remembered that I was supposed to dress like a "high-class" to avoid suspicion so I rushed to our main house, since I got a copy of the house keys, I went into my room and got some clothes and shoes that I supposed would be enough.

I threw on some clothes. It was a blue jean and plain top. I put on a blunt spiked shoulder denim jacket to match. I loved the plain top more, it was flare and laced from the top with spaghetti straps. I wore a red flat to match the top. As soon as I was done, I plastered my face with some mild powder and thin lip gloss.

I finally picked my things and ran out of the house but certainly did not forget to lock the house and hand them over to the security man.

I traveled all the way from my state to Lagos for many hours. We arrived at Lagos around 4pm and then I picked up my phone to call both my friends.

" Good evening Jacklyn " I called

" Good evening!! " her ever excited voice rang

" please can I ask a favour from you? " I pleaded

" yes, what is it dear? "she asked, sounding so mature than usual.

" I won't be in school for a whole week, would you please get notes for me in school through what ever means, please? " I waited for an answer

" I don't understand you anymore, where are you always running off to that makes you keep on skipping lectures " she queried with a bit of concern in her voice.

" you won't understand, it's kind of personal, " I replied

" No way. Okay that's a no problem.. what are friends for "

" aww thank youuuu. I will inform Grace too " I smiled as she cut the call and I knew I couldn't say " thank you " empty handed. I then called Grace.

I would have taken flight if not that there was nothing like a complete airport in our state, only an abandoned air project that our former governor left incomplete. We only had airplanes with no complete structures, very funny.

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As soon as the bus arrived at the bus station, Mrs Gracia and Chris called both of my lines since I had two. I picked up Mrs Gracia's call trying to avoid Chris.

" where are you dear, have you arrived at Lagos yet? " she asked

" Yes ma I have. I'm at the bus station already " I answered with a voice of respect.

" Good good good " she quickly repeated.

" Ma, I don't know but I'm not familiar with Lagos, I might get lost ar.. "

" Don't worry darling, Chris is already at the bus station to pick you up " she cut in.

Chris?!. I thought, exploding my mind.