The next day was resumption,that was not all , it's the returning day for Wellington High school.
Oh that feeling of fulfillment you feel when you not only passed excellently in the entrance exams,but having been admitted into the school of your dreams. That alone threw me in fantasy.
While Anthony George and Elizabeth George my parents were downstairs,Dad seated in front of the television, and mum probably with Dad or preparing one thing or the other in the kitchen.
Jasmine and Joshua my siblings would be at the playground, playing badminton as usual.
I spent my whole day making sure everything was in order, of course everyone in my position will do exactly the same thing but maybe not with the high percentage of excitement and anxiousness that now made my mind their abode.
Mum got me a new box , exactly the design and in the pink colour I adored so much.
I neatly arranged my new Bed sheets, towel, night wear, duvet, panties, etc in my box and some edibles in the likes of juices, cookies, cornflakes, milk, Milo and most importantly my favourite candies and chocolates.
I don't joke with those, even if it means leaving everything behind, I wouldn't leave candies and chocolates, not while I'm still in my sane senses. Ever since I was a kid, mum told me I took special liking to candies and chocolates.
And even when not fed, I could manage those.
Nothing whatsoever affected the way I consumed those, not even Father's constant threat of detrimental teeth damage.
I was soon done with the packing, yet I still checked over and over again if I hadn't misplaced or displaced anything. No, that wouldn't sound good on my first day at school.
My eyes flashed to a plastic bag, it looked familiar because I could remember mum handing that bag over to me containing sanitary pads.
I scratched my head in disgust and quirked my eyebrows.
Argh, I haven't seen my first menstruation but mum insisted I took sanitary pads with me.
On a second thought, I've heard a lot of stories about girls and their first period.
Those stories really scared me as to why it always happened in a public place, getting everyone's attention and worst of all, peer boys always cajoled such victims later on.
I grinned as I picked it up to place it somewhere anybody can't just see easily.
Soon I was done with my random checks.
I smiled to myself as though I just got a surprise present for my birthday.
I swayed my hips from left to right with my hands in the air making some really funny gestures, and my legs crossing each other as though I was just called up to a red carpet on Prom night.
I stylishly opened my closet and reached for my towel, pulled off my cloth and flipped my towel to my back holding both ends with my hands, encompassing my whole body with it, making a knot - like fold around my bossom.
I hummed as I made my way to the bathroom.
The sound of water showers could be heard as it rushed down to grace my hair and body.
It wasn't one of my bad days where I retorted to taking longer time in the bathroom for some thinking or relaxation rather one of my happiest days which narrowed down to why I was out in a jiffy.
The weather wasn't too hot or too cold ,so the evening was perfect, I took out the nightwear my Mother bought for me on the occasions she went for random shoppings .
I sat on my bed , without doing anything exactly with my legs and hands ,just my eyes going from one corner of the room to another , and when it was done for what seemed like inspection, I gently laid down , facing the ceiling,my hands behind my head, as if palming it and my legs crossed against each other ,my face beemed with traces of smiles and amusement as I kept fantasizing about tomorrow's becoming.
I wanted to spend the rest of my evening relaxing since I haven't really rested the whole day and that was the last I could remember.
