FLEX FRIDAY💖. DAYS OF FOREST VISITS.

   

CHAPTER 1

     As Darasimi Precious got out of her room and closed the door, she heard the horn of her father's car. She hurried to the stairs and down, dressed in her blue school uniform, a school bag behind her and her brown jumper on her left hand. From the sitting room, she could hear Dolapo's movements in the kitchen. "Bye Dolapo" Precious called. "Take care in school" Dolapo's response came quick. Precious got out of the house and went to her father's car and took a seat beside him in front, placing her bag and jumper on her laps. "You didn't forget anything, did you?" Mr Darasimi asked. "No dad" Precious smiled as she fastened her seat belt.

     It was the first day of a new session and as Precious's father drove her to school,  Precious wasn't thinking much about school, she didn't have any close friends, and she didn't want to bother herself with it. She wasn't so jovial and so she didn't expect to have lots of friends. Sometimes, Precious felt complete all by herself, she used to keep a lot of friends when she was younger, but they seemed to always slow her down, she liked doing things really quick, but they didn't seem to care about been too early, Precious didn't like their girly thinking. Precious endured them, at least that was what friends had to do, endure each other so they can last. Precious endured them well, but she still tried to avoid them, she was good at it, she avoided them unknowingly to them until...

     Mr Darasimi's car pulled over infront of the school's black gate. "Thanks dad" Precious smiled tightly as she unfastened her seat belt. "Take care honey" Her dad said as Precious got out of the car. She waved a little and headed towards the gate. One reason she loved coming early to school was because she didn't like to stand on the queue at the security stand to sign into school. As Precious entered the school, she could see the empty stand, just the way she hoped it would be.


     Precious  returned to the class with her classmates as soon as the assembly ended. She wasn't sure what the time was, buh since the assembly took long, she knew it was almost 8am. Precious took her seat at the back of the class,  close to a window where she could see outside the school. She sat still and looked outside, the road was quiet and empty, it didn't bother Precious. As she looked on at the road, from the forest-like bush, she thought she saw a person come out of the bush, she hadn't gotten a good sight of whom the person was when someone tapped her shoulder. Precious was a bit shocked as she turned to her left to see who it was. Bimpe stood by her left, smiling a little. "Hi Precious" Bimpe said. "Good morning" Precious smiled a little in response. "Can I sit here?" Bimpe asked "Yes, sure" Precious nodded. She looked out again, the road was quiet, and empty.

     The 8am bell rang and the class teacher,  Mrs Bright Sunday came in with three new students, two boys and a girl. As soon as Mrs Bright entered, the class quieted down. Mrs Bright stood in front of the students as everyone took their seats. "Good morning everyone, hope you had a great holiday" Mrs Bright started. The class was quiet still, they knew too well not to give any responses. "As you can see, we have three new students,  you will all get to know each other as time goes by..." Mrs Bright continued as she took a quick glance at the new students standing behind her. "...Alright, the Class representative should get a list of all students in the class and get back to me before today ends, enjoy the rest of the day" Mrs Bright said with a little smile before leaving the classroom.

     As the new students walked around the class to get themselves sitted, Precious took note of one of the boys, she didn't exactly know who she saw in front of the forest, but he seemed to be the one. As he took a seat beside Iwalewa, Precious was certain that that was the very cream coloured fur coat she saw outside the school. Precious looked out the window again, there was nothing to do about her curiosity, but she still was curious.

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     Little Precious stood on a step of the staircase in the night, it was around 8pm. It was raining heavily outside, and she had just awoken. She was dressed in her light blue night gown. She could hear movements on the door, like a person either knocking or opening the door from outside. "Who is there?" Precious' tiny six years old voice echoed. She stared at the door knob as it turned to open slowly. Precious believed that if it was going to be anyone, it was either Kate, her nanny, or her father. The door opened and she saw the dark figure of a man. It wasn't her father, her father wasn't as built as that, and he was on a business trip too. "Who is it?" Precious' voice trembled. The man was dressed in a black trousers,  and a black water-proof hoodie. The sole of his black boots were stained with mud from outside and his wet umbrella dripped water on the floor of the entrance. He looked up at Precious on the stairs, but she could hardly see his face, the hoodie covered most part of his face. "Your dad asked to bring you" The man spoke softly. Precious didn't budge. "Kate's with him too, won't you come?" The man added. "It's cold outside, please wait for me" Precious said as she ran up the stairs quickly,  she went into her room to pick her green cardigan and then hurried down again.

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