I was right.
Everything is a downslide after halloween. There is no month that runs as fast November. You know it's the start, when everyone's still cleaning up the mess from halloween and fixing mistakes.
Fixing long lost relationships.
But before you know it, the harmattan season comes and blows us right through to thanksgiving. And then it's the month end. Then the final exams are due for these lots, just before christmas break.
Well, luckily you've not missed alot.
Okay, maybe a few things.
Like Ola, finally learning more than the definition of homeostasis. And Fiyin kind of rekindling her relationship with her dad when he wasn't drunk.
Or when he wasn't off on the farm.
Like Mira, finally admitting to herself her desire to transition as well, not that she had mentioned any of that to Obi. Not since he was the one that started the whole keeping secrets thing.
With him, nothing much had happened. And he hadn't still spoken to Abdul. A day, turned to two. And then a week, and then weeks they spent drifting further apart. And they were always busy especially with the mock exams by the corner.
But those were all excuses.
He knew deep down he'd fucked up the one thing that was going well in his life. And now he had to do the hardest part of it all—
—and that was to move on.
Because Abdul seemed to have, asking Bade to the Christmas carol. This annual dance they organized after their exams. It was the first time Ola was to attend one of these things and he was determined for it to turn out well, especially with the intention to finally ask Fiyin to be his date.
Oh, and Obi might have come a head regarding his self discovery. Maybe it was more than a few things that you missed.
But i guess that's the reason i'm here—
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Ola flipped through his biology textbook, withstanding the urge to doze off in the next second. He knew he had to cover more than just this term's syllabus especially if he wanted a b at the least.
And with all that had been going on in the past weeks, he's had more than a few places to put his attention. But that night, he decided it was for bio.
He didn't want his grades to slip, because he knew more than ever he needed a scholarship. Not exactly Johnsons, but any scholarship to maybe have a shot at a future.
"Fuck the circulatory system" He cussed under his breath, placing his forehead to the table in both anger and frustration. He could hear the voices of his mum and dad from the parlor and that as well, shifted his focus. Because nothing that those two talked about were ever good.
And they were always about him.
He grudgingly stood to the door, and leaned against it. "I feel like we need to cut him some slack, you know?" Mary's voice went low. "He's just a kid. And kids don't know half the things they do" She continued. He fell back and then his phone began to buzz on the table.
He needed to get to it, but he also needed to hear the end of this conversation.
"That's the thing. It's always he's a kid. And that's how they get spoiled" Akin replied to Mary and Ola cursed the day he was born this man.
"It's why what happened in Texas, happened, you know" Ola pulled away just as his phone stopped ringing and he walked towards the table. An exhaustipated sigh escaped his lips. He couldn't get to concentrate on his biology now, so he just hefted up his phone. "Uncle James" He read the name across his screen under the missed call.
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WILD WEST OF THE HEART
Teen FictionThree bestfriends explore the complexities of high school in Nigeria in the early 2000s. *** With all of the impediments that come with living in a conservative town, these set of queer teenagers struggle the most with drugs, trauma and crime, inad...