This is my first book and the first time I'm ever writing anything. I'm sorry if its not perfect but I hope you like it anyways!
This chapter is dedicated to my soulmate for being my inspiration.He looked into my eyes and held my gaze for an hour...or a few seconds. I don't really know given that he's so close to my face. "Jemimah", he said, " I lo-
"Mimah! Its time for school". Huh? Oh that's right, its just a dream. I mean, how can the world's hottest boy possibly want to kiss me. Like that will ever happen...pfffft.
Hi, I'm Jemimah, but my friends call me Mims. I'm Nigerian, so you can already guess what my life is like. My mom is a ty-
" Don't let me come upstairs young lady, Ke wawuya ne?" Urghhhhhh, and I was in the middle of introducing myself. Maybe later though. Now, I have to head to the hellhole that most people call school. Its my first day of senior year and I already hate it. Maybe it's because I haven't done any assignment and I know I'm getting in a lot of trouble with Mr Abims, but oh well. Don't we all?
I jump off my bed and race to the bathroom because no one wants to have to deal with my mom when she's angry. Trust me, I know. It isn't until after I throw some water on my face that I realise that I left my soap on my table. I have this ritual that on the first day of every year, I have to use new stuff. Weird, I know but I can't help it. I waddle out of the bathroom just to find my really mad mom shooting lasers in my back. Oh shit! I'm really dead now.
Moments later, I'm at the breakfast table eating Kunu geda and akara (my favourites) and staring in the space where my dad would have sat in. He died before I was born. And I know that I can't miss someone I never knew, but I just do OK? Sorry for dampening the mood, I just miss him so much.
"Mimah! Come and get your box". Oh, did I mention that I'm resuming school as a boarder for senior year? Well I am now. You see, I've been a day student for as long as I can remember and now, all of a sudden my mom wants me to have a taste of real life. I have a hunch that she's just tired of me burning food all the time but she won't admit it. I'm really scared because I don't know what to expect except hunger and starvation as the borders would put it. I don't really mind though, as long as I survive.
"Oya let's go". I snap out of my thoughts and walk to the car, hoping that she'll look me in the face and tell me she's kidding but she looks pretty serious to me. Oh well, there's no turning back now. I should have run away while I had the chance.
Wheewww!!!
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