"Goodnight sir."
" Good night Faithe, sleep well" Dad says
"Will try" I muttered.
It's 1am already and every ounce of sleep has completely disappeared. I've been tossing on my bed since 10pm. Even the ceiling is tired of staring at my face.
Ugh
I got to the bathroom and got my books ready, after all we have exams tomorrow. Physics comes first then the love of my already messed up life, chemistry. I started to read and make take some notes. Few hours later, I fell asleep.
"Faithe, it's 4am. Thought you should study for a while" Dad said.
How thoughtful. If only he knew when I slept.
"Thanks dad" I mumbled. The kind of headache I'm feeling is from another planet. I was like a rough game of basketball was going on in my head, only that the ball was made of metal.
I don't know how long it took me to get dressed but I found myself in the exam hall anyways.
"Bags out. Check your pockets for any incriminating material. Girls check your pop socks." The English teacher yelled.
Yes, we wear that stuff. Our uniform consists of blue waistcoat, blue skirt or trousers, white shirt. Oh we use tie too.
After three long hours of sitting, we were done with the last paper, physics.
"Faithe, how far physics?" James asked after the exam.
"It was sweet." I was almost drooling. I'm weird I know.
"Why not? You didn't even raise your head. You were just with the calculator"
"I honestly did, when I wanted to remember a formula" I shrugged.
"Thank God it's last paper. You're not coming to school tomorrow right?"
" Of course, as our custom since last term."
****
"Fay, how were your exams?" Dad asked
"Good sir." I replied.
"Trust you. Change your clothes. We're eating out" he said.
The kind of things I love hearing :)
"Is it domino's?"
"Do they sell rice there because I don't know if pizza is food" He chuckled.
"Ehn okay I'll be quick" I ran to the room. Opportunity comes once ejoor. I took a quick shower. I wore a light blue gown and fancy slippers. I was ready to go.
" I'm ready". I called out.
" Lead the way m'lady" he said.
"Thanks Mr. Williams" I laughed.
He might be harsh sometimes, but really caring. An architect directly with the state government, he has really been absorbing himself in work since she left. As long as it doesn't disturb my time with him, I'll be fine.
"Yay. Sweet temptation"
"Do you mean sweet sensation?" Daddy is confused o
"Same thing daddy." I laughed
"I'm going to Port Harcourt next week for business related work"
"Oh good. I'm vacating next week also. I don't want to stay in James' house." I pleaded. I've seen enough of him.
"It's alright. You'll stay at my sister's house. How about that?"
"Heck yeah. It has been a while I saw Teniola"
"I'm done. Let's get going"
" Thanks daddy"
"Anything for ya."
Ejoor- please
End of chapter 5, longest chapter so far I guess. Mo try😂😂... I'm also wondering, who the hell is Teniola😁
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