To all the booklovers, teachers, librarians, booksellers, family and friends who taught me that books are the gateway to dreams. Some of them even come true.
I have to start by thanking my awesome friend, Adeyemi Feranmi. From reading early drafts to giving me advice on the cover so that it’ll be catchy to the readers. He was as important to this book getting done as I was. Thank you so much bro.
Thanks to everyone on the DailyPress PLC team who helped me so much. Special thanks to Alade Kehinde, the ever patient Publishing Manager, and Abdulhakeem Odunyewu, my amazing Editor, and Ayangbola Micheal, the greatest cover designer I could ever imagine.
Thanks to everyone who believed in me and also gave me the chance to showcase my talent, you all are the real MVP’s.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, Names, Characters, Business, Places, Events, Locales and Incident are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons Living or Dead or Actual Event is purely coincidental.
This book is rated 18+, if you are not an open-minded reader, please refrain from reading this book.
The sun, though raised behind the dark, stormy clouds begin to peep through for a little while, giving the birds a little respite from the noisy thunder and lightning that has been streaking across the early morning aura. It started drizzling some minutes later but that didn’t stop our morning devotion. Especially when we knew what awaits us when we get back to our various classes.
My school, Sunshine Comprehensive College has just commenced another academic session. The school which held an unofficial pride among the neighboring schools is mostly known for its serene, beautiful and conducive environment alongside the well laid academic blocks and of course its brilliant students and the fact that it is a full boarding school.
Sunshine comprehensive College is best known for its academic excellence and the winning spirit which made it to be, one of the best ranked schools in Lagos State. It will wise to say that Sunshine Comprehensive College is the dream school of every junior student.
The school had just resumed for another academic session that morning, 20th September. Old students and freshmen were trooping in from every corner of the school. As their first day of a brand new academic session, everywhere was bustling with activities. In every direction, you could see students carrying their suitcase, leather boxes, and some old, traditional metal box which weighed nothing less than 45 kilograms. Most of them had to carry their luggage on their head while a few struggled to drag it along so as to show off their strengths.
One could easily differentiate the aje butters from the way their parents pampered them trying to help their children settle in while reminding them perhaps for the twentieth time not to forget the child of who they are. The aje pakos on the other hand, were the matured children who did not enjoy any sort of indulgence. They were adults already at their young age. Many of them do resume to the school unaccompanied and few that are accompanied are dropped off by their parents or guardians who were perhaps in a hurry to attend to something else.
The students gathered at the school hall for the morning assembly after it started raining heavily. The principal, Mr Oluwashina addressed the students and other teachers too then they headed their various offices for the business of the day.