He jumped down from his bed and picked up the clock. He threw it on his bed and ran into the bathroom. He eased himself, forgetting to flush the toilet. He picked up his brush, plastering it with toothpaste. He began to brush his teeth quickly. After brushing, he undressed and took his bath immediately.
He ran out of the bathroom unclad after a cold bath. He opened his wardrobe and took out his school uniform. He dressed up hastily like he was going to drop dead if he didn't do it that way. He placed his tie on his shoulder. He bent, looking under the bed, he found his shoes and took them out. He held them with his socks in his hands and ran to the sitting room to have his breakfast. He was expecting something soft.
"Mummy good morning."
His mother ignored the greeting and turned to him.
"You have luck your father is not around. I just left you to sleep to the fullest so that you'll realize how screwed up you are this morning."
"I over slept nah. I told you to wake me up last night." Ifeanyi said, knotting his tie.
"My friend go and eat."
Ifeanyi sat on the coach, pushing the table close to himself. He uncovered the plates and his mouth ran agape at what he saw.
"Oooooooo."
"What is it?" Zimuzo asked.
"Mummy garri this early morning? Swallowing this thing is not easy now."
"Did I cook a scorpion? Oga eat that thing. That's the one we have. If you don't want to eat it then forget about it."
Ifeanyi sighed and shrugged. Despite his railings, he dismantled the garri and Egusi soup that morning, wore his shoes and left the house. He trotted noisily on the streets. He would try to catch up with the school bus.
Ifeanyi was a seventeen year old boy who lived with his parents in Sweto, South Africa. He was an only child who was smart and brilliant. He was dark skinned, tall and slim. He was good in tech and that's why his parents put him in a technical college. He had two best friends at school, Luthando and Lucky. Both were South Africans and Zulu by tribe. Luthando was short and a bit light skinned while Lucky was dark skinned and the tallest amongst them. Both were in technically inclined. These three loved mystery and mystery loved them especially Lucky.
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Ifeanyi jumped down from the school bus, clutching his bag. The students trooped out of the bus. Someone pushed him while trying to run into the classroom.
"My friend can't you say sorry!" He shouted but the girl was too engrossed in her race to reply him. He hissed and made for the classroom.
Luthando and Lucky were already seated in class. They both stood up to to greet him.
"Late again?" Lucky asked.
"No I'm not at least I caught up with the school bus. Your houses are close to the school."
"I guess your mother must've spanked you." Luthando teased.
"No she doesn't do that anymore."
As the made to go to their various seats, someone drew Ifeanyi's hair from behind at the same time preventing him from sitting down.
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