Under the Hallow Veil Editingle Halloween Anthology

KEILANI

WAKE UP! WAKE UP!! WAKE UP!!!

I grit my teeth and reach for my phone on the drawer. I grab my phone and wipe right turning off my alarm, my eyes still shut. I groan and sit up. I open my eyes and rub them, as early morning sun reflects in them. I am faced with my family portrait and the picture of my best friend and I, Celestia at the side.

I step out of the bed and kneel, my elbow resting on the bed. I sing praise and worship and then say a little prayer.

When I am done, I stand up and walk to the bathroom to take my bath. I come out few minutes later with towel tied around my waist and my hair drenched in water. I walk to my closet that’s beside the entrance door and bring out my school uniform from the cloth.

My uniform is white shirt, royal blue and red stripe fitted skirt and a blue tie on a white blazer. I remove my uniform and wear my underwear and uniform. I sit on a leather chair in front of my mirror stand. I pick up a big comb and brush my long brown hair and use a hair band to pack them. I apply a little lip gloss and rub a brown powder on my light skin face. I look at my reflection in the mirror and like what I see.

I stand up and dress my bed, grab my Samsung edge 21 ultra from my left drawer and I walk to the closet to carry my school bag and leave the room.

I walk through the doorway and then downstairs and into the parlor. I sniffle the air as the aroma of fried egg and plantain fills the air. I walk straight to the kitchen and see my mum cooking her back turned against me. I smile and walk towards her and hug her from behind. She chuckles and hold unto my hands, knowing it is me.

The kitchen is wide and spacious. There is a counter opposite the window, where the gas and plates rack is and just at the end of the counter is an oven. And just beside the window is a cupboard where ingredients are kept. And below the sink is the drawer where utensils are kept. A deep freezer is just beside the entrance door. There is also a counter which serves as a table and three iron chairs.

“Good morning mum”, I greet and she spurns to look at me.

She flash me a genuine smile that made my day, she rest her back on the counter and cross her hands against her chest. She is wearing a pink apron and beneath the apron is her yellow pajama. I am my mum’s carbon copy. She is light skin, green eyes, pointed nose, small nose and pink lips, oval face. She is average and plump.

“Let me guess, you can’t stay for breakfast”, she arches an eyebrow and I nod.

My phone rings and I roll my eyes, already knowing who it is. I answer the call and draw the phone away from my ears to avoid my best friend from making me go deaf. She screams at me as usual and I sigh.

“Where are you, Keilani? Hope you are not disturbing mum? I am almost at your house, start coming out-“

“Yes Celestia. I am in the kitchen, I am coming out and you better be at the door by then”, I say and she scoffs and hung up.

“Get going before she comes in and wake your dad and brother”, mum says with a British accent as she flips the egg.

“Cyril isn’t up yet? That’s unusual-“

“He came down with a cold last nigh-“

“And I am just finding out?-““You came back from church last night tired and exhausted, so I didn’t want to bother you-“

“Mum-“

“Lani, he is fine. It is just a little cold. I prayed for him he will be fine”, she assures me and I sigh.

I can’t believe I forgot to check up on my little brother yesterday. I need to check up on him or I will be worried al-through today. I take a step forward and my phone rings, I grunt and ignore it. I guess I will just have to come back from school early and look after him.

“Please call the school if he needs me”, I say to my mum and leave without waiting for a response.

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“He will be fine. Cyril is a strong boy; he won’t want you to worry about him. Plus it wasn’t your fault you didn’t check up on him last night, you were tired and needed rest-“

“But-“

“No buts. Come on, he is fine. Your mum is there to take care of him and I know mum, she must have prayed the moment she knew he was running temperature”, she assures me and I sigh.

I shut my locker and look at my best friend who is searching through her locker, which is just a locker away from mine.

Celestia has been my best friend since I was 5. We are basically sisters. We are just one month apart from each other. Asides my mum, she is the only person who I confide in and seek advice from- rather who she seeks advice from me. She is dark skin, average, plump, dimples, curvy, long lashes, puffy lips, low cut. Her uniform suits her perfectly and it displays her curves. Most times I envy her. She is the center of attention for the boys in our school. She is busty, curvy and super talented.