Where Forever Ends

st feel we never clicked . My mother is a little too quick at wearing her emotions on her sleeves, she doesn't hesitate to show you just how she feels at the moment and ten

she's talking to. I think that's why I was closer to my Father and immediate elder brother. My elde

uld be the only person at home , and for a very long time because they do

students dressed. I'm seated in the chair in the sitting room when my mum comes out, wearing her earrings . Her light skin shines under the white light, she looked fairer today, and a little too dressed up for every

ople do tell me I look like her though but I don't see it. I feel we're very different. Although my lashes aren't as thick as hers, I'm sometimes told I have thick lashes by the girls in my school, I also have thick black hair which I never knew how long it could grow since I'm unfortunately always on low cuts, because my mother believed

I look like

like that?", my mother asks

ng", I

ehind and locks the door as

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the school, infact , it was located at Lekki, the place where rich people resided , very close to the Dolphine estate, so you can

IONAL HIGH written boldly at the top of the building in grey, the insides are all white, the compound is surrounded with flo

the reception and were told to sit dow

or about 10 minutes before my mo

a loud siren sound to be heard around the compound, I want

was very light, and she had a long ponytail pulled above her h

m. I looked back to the closed door where my mother was and clutching

ntered. I almost cried. First of all, the classes where white , everything was white and so breathtaking, the atmosphere w

to sit on a chair in the mi

that someone just walked into the class, everyon

the uniform. I move my head a little to look at the students who are busy discussing and laughing across me. Their attention was mostly drawn to someone

he surely looked Indian but not completely. He is smiling at something someone says and turns to pick something from his bag beside him, I hadn't noticed I had been looking for long until our eyes meet, I shift my eyes away immediately, feeling heavily em

Indian because of the colour of his eyes, th

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they don't make use of bells in this school. Everyone stood up and made their way out of the class, chatting and laughing. I had no idea of what to do so I decided to follow the last three girls that left the class. Everyone was headed to one direction, it should be t

aided hair), a Japanese girl and four other boys sitted on the table. I decide to make my way to where they're sit

ps into my shoulder from behind. I turn around imm

ey

accent like all those American people on television, he moves past me and sits at the table I had been

, I raise my hand to say hello and smile a

e is already reserved for someone", the Jap

hought we sit accor

ft my eyes to him and see him splayed on the chair, his hand is pl

look down,e

ou can leav

nderstood if you had just told her in a calmer voice.

just shifts a li

I'm sorry, I

there. A bell is heard and people start making their way to the front of the Refectory to collect food in the tray that they will share on their tabl

oice says from across m

es

ou sat on Mirabel's table, earl

him, pointing to the table I just left , "alot of girls a

, yes

s very grumpy and he enjoys embarrassing people", "I

yfri

eplies nonchalantly, " they've been

ondary s

the front of the ref with a tray from the table, "

he guy that spoke to me first earlier comes back with a tra

Chigozirim, my twin brother" , " we do

meet you ", I was ab

s your

ed in all backs , making her facial structures more pronoun

inst it, I want to start with a new name , a name I'm hardly kno

ct with that of the boy I had seen earlier in my class. I stare for about two seconds and drop my eyes first, I don't understand why he was stari

yself and stand up, making my way to the line