I didn't seem to get the slightest urge to sleep, not because of my parents arguments the previous night, but because of today's event.
The night seemed pretty much longer than every other night that ever passed.
But I managed to grab some sleep at some point of the night, probably, when nature had its way.
Most importantly, morning is here, I swiftly stood up from my bed and sat up, my eyes moving across the room as though they were in search of a missing Ruby.
I sauntered to the window, I pulled the curtains to it's edges and opened the slanted one of the strips of the louvers.
The damp morning breeze blew in caressing my face as it made it's away inside my room.
The morning sun shone brightly on my face and illumined my room.
Oh what a beautiful day indeed it is.
I looked over, across the streets, I could see people moving to and fro, presumply going about their normal day's business and activities.
Talking of activity, I had an activity today too.
I smiled.
I jump-walked to my closet,took out my towel and replaced my night wear with the towel around my body.
I tossed the night wear back into my closet and briskly walked to the bathroom, quickly had my bath and was out in an eye blink.
I danced particularly to no song to where the mirror hung with a little cabinet underneath that housed my other necessities for dressing up aside clothes and shoes.
I picked up my body lation cream and slanted it placing my other palm just underneath it's tip so that the lotion can drop right inside my palm without spilling.
I rubbed my both hands and uniformly applied the lotion on my body exerting little or no pressure on my soft skin.
I took out a dress from my closet, went to the mirror and primped as I wore it.
I wore and made other finishing touches and I heard my instinct thus,
"You look beautiful and have preened enough"
How insolent of that instinct I snugged.
I took a deep breath,the smile returned to my face.
Closed, my eyes, raised my shoulders sideways and spined around, cautious enough not to trip over anything.
I went downstairs for breakfast, I was very much famished.
Well, I met everyone dressed up as me, looking all set to what today had to offer.
Mum and Dad on the other hand, were acting all loved up.
Dad rubbing mum's back as she repeatedly went in and out of the kitchen to the dinning table dropping different lidded dishes for breakfast.
My parents will never ceases to amuse me, their misunderstanding never woke with the next morning. Not even after previous night's argument; where they literally wanted to pull down the building.
I would be a liar to say I didn't wish to have someone who cared, loved and cherished for me as much and more as they did to themselves.
No one seemed to notice my advancing steps since they were so engrossed with what mum would offer for breakfast, until I missed my step glaring at my parents.
It was at that moment they all looked up and saw me.
"Sorry sis" Jasmine managed to say.
I went ahead to sit down, oh yeah, mum was seated next to dad again.
They smiled to each other and rubbed hands while we ate.
Breakfast was done for,next was taking me back to school.
Mum and Dad helped me to carry my bags and baggages.
They gently placed them in the car trunk to avoid scratching and mishandling of my baggages, of course that will be the first bad countenance, not just for the day, but for me attending high school.
Dad slowly rolled the car out of the house, I peeped through the back to take a close look at our house, to remember it.
Dad drove off, and trotted farther and farther, I bade our house bye with a wave of my hand.
I could see Wellington High school boldly written from a distance, over a concrete wall attached to a mighty gate, curving from one end to another end, making it in half a circled in shape.
The name was so bold, I had concluded it was either engraved into concrete or carved out from same concrete.
There was a stop at the gate for inspection, after which Dad drove in until we saw an area that looked somewhat like they preferred reception services and Dad matched the brake and we jerked forward and backwards simultaneously.
Through the windscreen,I could see students of my size accompanied with their parents while some were alone.
"Sweetheart, are you dumbfounded? We are here already, Mum asked.
At that point, I didn't really feel very exited, I had a mixed feeling already.
It dawned on me that my parents will leave me here all alone to cater for myself.
Coming to this school was all I ever dreamed of, and here I am dulling.
I mustered some courage and confidence.
Once again my face beemed with smile as I alighted.
"The time is come"
"Whatever will be will be".
I muttered.
We were quickly attended to, and I was checked in, I was showed to my room, where I was the second roommate to check in, though I didn't met the first inside,but from the look of things, someone definitely occupied a corner. The room was meant to house two other roommates who weren't back yet.
With the help of other generous students, I transferred my baggages to my new room, after which I bade my family bye.
Mum of course had a lot to say, I listened carefully all through and promised to heed to all of her advices.
They all hugged me one after the other and promised to visit on the school's marked visiting day.
I watched as Dad zoomed off.
Then I turned to meet one of the least persons I thought I would.
It was Grey Wilson.
