Hope episode 1 – 2

Hope

Episode 1

*A new beginning*_

“Ayo! Ayo!! Ayo!!!”
A furious but caring mother called from the kitchen. She kept calling until she couldn’t hold it anymore. Now muttering to herself “its past six in the morning and this girl still finds pleasure in sleeping when she’s suppose to be preparing for school”.
Esther Cole left what she was doing in the kitchen and headed straight to the bedroom. She took a look at her daughter on the bed and she was full of discontent

. She doesn’t blame the 10 years old girl. She tapped the sleeping figure on the bed thrice before the girl yawned loudly and replied “Yes” amidst sleepy eyes. As soon as she replied, she prepared to continue her sleep but was interrupted by her mother who was visibly angry.
“Come on! Get up and get dressed for school”, the woman yelled at her daughter. “What kind of daughter still sleeps by this time of the day when her mates are getting ready for school?”
The little girl sprang up at once. She is no other person than Ayomide Cole, the daughter of late Mr. Jeffery Cole and Mrs. Esther Cole. She headed straight for the bathroom just across the bedroom. Having seen that the girl is fully awake, the woman hurriedly went back to the kitchen to check the boiling rice on the stove.
Mrs. Cole lives happily with get only child and daughter in a room and parlour self contain

. The apartment though large enough to accommodate both mother and daughter is smaller compared to the mansion they previously lived in. Mr. Cole was a very wealthy business man. He has numerous mansions all over the city but all this were inherited by his brothers leaving nothing for the innocent wife.
Mrs. Cole has come to accept the change since the death of her husband, Jeffery. Her husband’s family sent her out of the house claiming she was responsible for the death of Jeffery and also since she has no male child for the late man, she has no right whatsoever to his properties. Having no one to defend her, she quietly left with her daughter whom they presumed to be a bastard child. It’s been three months now since they moved into this new apartment and four months since the death of her husband.

“I can’t allow myself to continue dwelling in the past”, Mrs. Cole thought out loud. Just then Ayo jumped into the kitchen and announced that she had just finished taking her bath. This joked Mrs. Cole back to reality, she has been thinking a lot recently.
“Is this how to greet?” an alarmed mother queried.
“Good morning ma”, Ayo greeted kneeling down with both legs.
“Morning, how are you?”
“I’m fine ma”
“Mom! What’s this smell I’m …” Before Ayo could complete her sentence, Mrs.

.

Cole sprang up from her sitting position remembering the food on the cooking stove. She hurriedly turned down the heat from the stove and opened the lid off the pot. Luckily, the rice wasn’t burnt but the water in it is completely dried.
“Mom, is it burnt?” a curious Ayo demanded.

“Almost”, Mrs. Cole responded. “Let me dish out your food so you can eat and leave for school. You are running late”.
“Don’t forget to pack my food for lunch in school. My lunch bag is right there”, Ayo said pointing to a bag at one corner of the kitchen.
“I won’t FFO”, Mrs. Cole said jokingly. She gave Ayo her breakfast and the girl left for the sitting room to eat.
Ten minutes later, Ayo finished eating and her mom had packed her lunch in her lunch bag. She took it and left for school hurriedly.
“Love you mom”, she said while at the door leaving.
“Love you too. Would be in your school soon”, her

Episode 2

_My New School_*

It was Ayo’s first day as a secondary school student in Nightingale Academy. She remembered the first day she was there. It was just three weeks ago during the summer coaching, when she came with her mom to register as a J. S. S 1 Student. She wrote the school’s entrance examination and was just few marks above the pass mark. Anyways, she was offered admission.
Judging by the standard and look of the school, is a school for the average family

. It is built on three plots of land. It has a U-shaped structure. It is a three floor building with enough classrooms, library, 2 school halls, a dinning hall, 2 staffrooms, enough offices, laboratories and so much more. Its sporting facilities are accurately equipped and the teachers are well qualified.

The jingle of the bell interrupted Ayomide’s thought followed by a loud cry “Assembly time! It was then she realized she has being standing outside the school gate since she arrived there about 15 minutes ago. She immediately ran inside the school but was suddenly stopped by a voice.
“Drop your bag there”, the voice commanded.
“Why?” Ayomide retorted.
“Because you’re late”, the voice answered.
“But the bell was just jingled”, Ayomide said not wanting to concede. She didn’t want to put her bag on the floor.
“And so! You came in after that which means you are late”
“Ehen, who…”
The voice stopped her as she made to talk again getting infuriated by the girl’s audacity

. Ayomide on the other hand wasn’t ready to give in to a fellow student just because she’s new. What she didn’t know was that the student in front of her isn’t just any student but the head boy of the school.

“Who

are you?” Ayomide asked not minding the student in front of her.
“My name is Bayo and I’m the …” he didn’t want to tell her he is the head boy just yet. “Never mind, I am just a prefect in this school and if you don’t obey me, I will have no choice but to report you to the teacher in charge”
“Please don’t”, Ayomide pleaded. She hurriedly dropped her belonging and made to proceed to the assembly hall but Bayo stopped her and warned her not to be stubborn on her first day in a new school. With this warning, he allowed her to go.
Bayo has been the head boy of Nightingale Academy since the inception of its secondary school in 2010.

. He has been the head boy mainly because of his brilliance and capability to lead. He was as the gate post that morning because the labour prefect wasn’t around. He had not to meet such a girl that morning and to be honest, he felt a bit intimidated by her.

Meanwhile, Ayomide couldn’t stop thinking of her encounter with Bayo. She knew deep form within herself that it wasn’t the fact that he was a senior student not that her is a prefect that made her obey him. If not for the mention of him reporting to the teacher, she knew she wouldn’t have complied. One thing she dreaded most was being disciplined by a teacher. At this moment, Ayomide missed her previous school, Lizben nursery and primary school.

Lizben School is mainly a school for the rich and Ayomide’s late father could afford to pay her school fees. The school do not discipline its student in any form for the fear of the ward’s parent. Ayomide loved and missed the school for that. But here in hey new school, she has been told by her mother that the teachers discipline the student. For this reason, she was scared when Bayo mentioned the word “teacher”.
“Would I ever get used to this condition”, she thought.

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