It so happens that my birthday falls on a Friday. It will be my 4th year spending it here with Mother and it will definitely be my last. Am I grateful? Maybe. I still hate Fridays though. Not even my birthday can change how I feel. Maybe the God I pray to would hear me and finally answer.
Thursday
It's lunch time at school but I was too excited to eat. My anxiety and emotions were all over the place. I watched the clock tick away everyday and as the day approach closer, my nervous skyrocketed.
'Is wah do you?', the voice pull me from memory lane. I looked behind me. It was Chrissy.
'Nothing', I didn't meet her eyes but I gathered my books and bag to leave the canteen.
'So why the rush?' she asked as I face her, zipping the bag.
'I rush because you don't usually talk to me unless it's to make the class laugh or tease me'. I put the bag on my back. 'So, I'm leaving before you ruin my day'.
'Hey, wow', she place her hands up to stop me. 'I'm sorry ok. I want to talk to you. Nothing more'.
I sigh. 'Ok, what's up?'.
Chrissy and I use to be so close. I sat looking at the girl who was the only friend I had when I got here. We use to talk and snicker about everything. Now for some reason she just turned against me.
'Well, your birthday coming tomorrow, you nu glad?' She tried feigning a chuckle.
'Hhmmm', I raised an eyebrow. I surprised myself with the attitude, but I knew it wasn't me.
'Ok, so, hear wat, my boyfriend a keep wah fish fry and party at Blazing Hot club and I want you to come'. She sat looking hopeful yet scared.
'Why?' I eyed her quizically. Something was definitely wrong.
'Come on Mia, me kno all that me do, and I just wah say sorry by inviting you'. She pull out the phone and showed me the flyer.
'Hhmmm. Mother will NEVER agree to that'. I said defeated.
'Me will ask'. Her excitement too obvious to contain.
'Ok'. And I walked away.
Before I got to the entrance she pulled my bag,' can I talk to you when me reach home'.
'We will see'. Then I left.
For the entire day i searched my mind trying to answer the questions I askes myself. The excitement of my birthday has been killed. My heart raced when I thought of Mother. I don't know what the outcome will be but I am determined not to allow this to mess up my plans for tomorrow.
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