Finally, I was about to take a nap around the hours of 4:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m. It was a way for me to reduce my mental stress so that I wouldn't suffer. I wasn't looking to have money yet couldn't follow the natural rules of life. I just wanted to be able to relax and do the needful.My grandmother walked into my room with a tray in hand and a cup of coffee on it. "Darling son, I know that you must be famished." She said and I kept on smiling at her. She was patient enough not to get angry when I left the house for long hours besides school work and went on my way. Other parents would have probably tried to disturb or discourage me from going ahead but it wasn't so in her case. "I just want to take a nap. It's nothing serious but I appreciate it. I would have preferred tea anyway. That reminds me, Grandma, we need to employ a live-in maid, or if you will not be comfortable with that the person can always come and leave when it is time. I do not like seeing you stressing yourself out o

The school bell dinged just right in time as I entered the hall, and I checked my time. It was only Mr Braxton who knew my movements and allowed me to go and come in as I pleased because he knew I was taking care of my grandmother. Well, that was what I told him for now. He would know the truth later on. The janitor stared at me like I had committed a crime that I didn't even know of. I kept on looking at him, waiting for a confrontation of the sort, but nothing came, so I continued into the class. Babe might probably think that I was sneaking out of school to commit a crime like some people did but I didn't blame them. They gave people the impression that that was all life was all about but here I was making sure that everything was going on smoothly. "So... Why are you just coming to school by this time when you know the rules?" The history teacher confronted me as soon as I passed by the staff room. I had to wait and turn, return to where they were sitting to explain my plight.

"Both of you stand down!" The principal commanded in an authoritative way that he listened to Mikky's explanation, trying to justify his acts. "I thought that you would have found a way to settle your differences without always having butt heads, but that isn't the case here." I smiled at him because our fight wasn't going to end anytime soon and I was quite sure of that. "Mikky, we had a discussion where you promised not to ever be involved in this anymore. Why is there a problem here?" He demanded from him. Mikky's mouth fell open instantly at the implication. "Why do you think that I am the one with a problem question mark? He was the one who was engaging me and making my life miserable, but you find a way to blame me?" He inquired. "Simply because I know the kind of person that you are that's why I might not take it easy with you. Jordan has done nothing but be himself and you have always found a way to fight him. I believe that by now you should have overcome your grievances

Life had been pretty fast these days, but one of the only things that kept me grounded was the fact that I had most things under control, and I didn't need to report to anyone per se, besides my grandfather showing me the ropes behind the scenes. I was also invested in my academics because the examination was already around the corner, and I couldn't afford to have poor grades, especially now that my living conditions had improved. There was virtually no excuse that even I would come to terms with so I was pretty insistent on getting a high grade This affected my relationship with Josh because many times when he called me for things he considered important, I always found a way to brush him off. I made a mental note to visit him one of these days to explain what had been happening but it wasn't looking fruitful. My grandmother had also picked up on my craze and called me out on my b******* but as usual, I told her that it was nothing. It wasn't until yesterday before she put her

Most people rallied around me, trying to get support, but the rest of the class was almost behaving like I was the weapon fashioned against them. Guess who didn't care? Me obviously. I knew what they were up to and wasn't going to give them that chance to waste my time. I wanted some rest and I was going to get it whether or not they like it or not. My work wasn't done especially when I knew that Mr Braxton hadn't still been returned to school after our rally. I decided to employ greater strategies that could make them know that I wasn't joking. "So, I believe that almost everyone knows what has happened in school but would gladly pretend that they are unaware because they don't want to lose their scholarships," I said, presiding over the school club. The students looked at me in fear and I understood what they were talking about. We all knew that it was Mr Coker that did this but we were going to pretend not to. A student raised his hand, "I don't think we should overstress this