Morgan Smith

Waking up on a Friday morning, I felt so refreshed and elated because it’s going to be a weekend and our exams are fast approaching. Reading for the exams wouldn’t be a biggie for me so I am not too bothered about what might or might not come out in the exam.

After taking a shower, I brushed my hair and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair is quite scanty on my head over the years, when we went for a checkup, the doctor said it was due to stress and overthinking, which I am not sure if he was saying the truth or not.

I had to start wearing extensions because it didn’t look like it would grow fast to recover the ones that I had lost. Sometimes I would wear a wig or just put enough extensions to cover them up.

Its embarrassing to just let my scalp-seeing head being showed to the entire school.

I packed my hair in a ponytail and made sure that it didn’t look like I had extensions on, then my mind flashed back to how my mum used to braid my hair for school.

…Flashback…

“Your hair is looking so fine, baby girl” mum said after she was done braiding the second part of my hair.

I was sitting on her thigh as she put some of those hair clips and decorations on my hair. The one she and dad gifted me for my eleventh birthday and some of the ones we picked out when she took me shopping the other day.

“Thank you mummy, I have a thick hair like you” I say to her and she chuckled.

“Yes, you took that from mummy… you have such a beautiful hair and I am glad for that” mum said “Okay, I am done with your hair, lets head downstairs so that we can have breakfast and I can take you to school” she said and placed me on my feet, stood up, took my hand in hers and we began our way downstairs.

“Mark, are you done with the breakfast? We need to get Morgan to school early” mum called out to dad once we were downstairs.

Dad was in the kitchen pouring out some food on a plate while mum settled me on the kitchen stool then went to peck dad on his cheek and came to sit close to me.

Mum put some of the mashed potatoes dad had made on my plate and some chicken sauce then croissant for me to eat, she was putting some on her plate when I heard my name being called from a distance.

“Morgan!” I turned around to see who was calling but didn’t see anyone then I face my front to see that I was sitting on a stool in a dark room, my mum or dad weren’t there it was just me in a quiet room.

I felt scared and heard my name again when I snapped out

…End if flashback…

“Morgan, be quick so that I can drop you off at school, I really don’t want to be late for work this time” Ann yelled and I looked around my room then back at my reflection in the mirror.

It was just a memory, a memory I want to be buried forever.

Letting out a sigh, I took my bag and put all the things I would need for school, held my shoes in my hand before heading out and going downstairs to meet with Ann while wearing my shoes.

She was already dressed in her work clothes and was holding a lunch bag when I came downstairs. I smiled and walked towards her and when she noticed me, a smile graced her lips.

“I packed our breakfast so that we can eat it in the car” she gestured to the bag then looked at my hair and my clothes “You look gorgeous Morgan” she compliments and I smiled.

“Thank you, Ann,” I answered helping her with carrying the cooler “You don’t look bad yourself” I said and she smiled.

“Thanks Morgan” she replied.

She was wearing a black conservative suit, her ginger-red hair was in a ponytail like she always put them even when she wasn’t going to work, she leaves it that way and apply just minimal makeup. And when I talk about minimal makeup, I mean plain lip gloss and that’s it.

I did remember making her wear some mascara and she came back home with it smeared on her cheeks.

There’s no doubt that Ann is a beautiful lady with all the perfect curves she has, her beautiful green eyes with blue streaks at the edges and full pink lips. She is a very conservative woman and I sometimes wonder why she likes wearing dull looking clothes that doesn’t show how curvy she is, I asked one day but she changed the topic which made me guess that she had her reasons so I let that topic be.

As we left the house and she locked the door, we made our way to the pink beetle car that was parked in the garage right beside our house. Her car is her baby and she loves it so much.

“Welcome on board” she said and we giggled as she starts the car engine and reversed till, we were on the road.

She looked really happy and didn’t even seem upset with me, even after my outburst directed at her yesterday.

I looked out the window as I sulked at the fact that I yelled at her again but I couldn’t help but feel bad.

Ann has been so nice to me since when she took me in as her little sister from that hospital I was in after the incident that happened to my dad. I had lost my mum and my little sister in a car crash when I was much younger. We were told that it was an accident because a truck had crushed their car as they stopped in the traffic but it was later confirmed that the driver of the truck was already dead before crushing my mum and sister to death.

It was indeed really challenging for I and my dad but somehow, we pulled through and were slowly recovering from the loss when my dad was taken away from me by an intruder who tried to rob him. The intruder wasn’t found but he was suspected to be from a gang that was terrorizing the community then

I felt my world crashing right before my eyes and I was in shock seeing as I didn’t want to talk to anyone when I was brought to the hospital, it was really traumatizing for me and I doubt if I can let go of what happened and who caused it, I wish I could see the person and let them know what they did to me but it wasn’t possible since I still carry that burden and hurt from years back.

Ann saw me and picked interest in me, she talked with the doctor in charge and arranged for me to leave with her. I didn’t speak to anyone but when she kept coming back, I talked to her and slowly I could find someone I could lean on when everything was falling around me, she was there and I am grateful for her.

We were and are still inseparable, we are like sisters… no, we are sisters, she is my family, the only one who knows and gets me. She advises me even when I don’t want to listen or when I yell like I did last night, she never neglects me when I need a shoulder to cry on after getting those terrible nightmares.

“We are blood sisters,” she would tell me “Nothing can make me stop loving you or love you less my little sister” and with that I am assured of a family like no other.

A smile graced my lips as I thought of all our good times and I heard her hum, I turned to her and she was wriggling her brows.

“Someone is in a good mood” she said and I chuckled.

“I am just thinking about all the fun, good and bad times we shared over the years” I told her and she grinned still looking at the road.

We didn’t say anything and I let out a sigh then looked up at her “Ann, I am so sorry abo-”

“It’s okay” Ann cuts me off “I understand, really” she said and reached out for my hand then gave it a little squeeze.

“Thank you, you are so nice”

“Thank GOD dear, I am glad that we had so many moments as we grew together” she said then points to the food bag that was on my lap “Eat up, we will soon get to your school and I am taking the rest to work” she said and I nod then opened the bag to bring out what she prepared.

I saw pancakes, bacon and toast which is our favorite we like to call ‘Pacon sandwich’ we have two pancakes, three slices of bacon placed in between two toasts. Its really delicious and I eat mine with yogurt while she takes hers with orange juice.

“Hmm, yummy” I made a satisfying sound when I took a bite “I love this Ann, thank you” I said then drank some yogurt and continued eating.

“Thank GOD dear, I am glad you enjoy it” she smiled.

Within ten minutes, we were in front of my school and I was long done with my food while I teased her that I will eat hers and she threw me playful glares that read ‘I’d like to see you try’

I stepped out of her car, placed the bag on the chair then gently closed her car door. “Thank you so much Ann, see you later” I waved at her and she replied with her usual ‘Have a blessed day’

Typical Ann.

…

“Good morning, Ricardo” I greeted my very best friend, Ricardo White.

“Good morning to you too, how are you?” he asked and I smiled.

“I am good, how was the game yesterday? Your team lost again?” I asked and tried to hide the smile that my lips held.

I had told him severally that he should leave that team and come to the winning team that I represent but he is hell bent on telling me that he can’t leave, knowing how far he has come with the team.

Men and soccer are totally inseparable.

“Oh please, we almost won but we will get there soon” he winked and I rolled my eyes. "We went to see the movies after watching the match and I suddenly felt bad that I declined going with them.

It wasn’t the first that I declined.

“I am sorry that I couldn’t tag along” I gave him my goofy puppy dog eyes and he shook his head and chuckled.

“Well, it’s not okay till you come next time but this time, it will be just me and you” he said.

Don’t get me wrong but Ricardo is a really nice, handsome, kindhearted, serious sometimes and very funny guy. We have been friends since I came to college and he has been there for me along with Ann and he know some part of what happened to me in the past and I thank GOD for giving them both to me.

I consider them both as my family.

I have had a crush on him for a really long time and I know that he too likes me a lot but I really don’t want to ruin a long-time friendship if we don’t work out and I try not to be alone with him because the last time, he kissed me and that was my first and he kept asking me out since which I declined.

I feel it wouldn’t hurt to try out how things go between us as we grow together.

“Well, okay” I answered.

“Really? You’ll go out with me?” he asked in a surprise and happy tone.

“Yes, I would, now let’s head over to class” I sneak my hand around his wait while his went around my shoulder like we do almost all the time and we have the same subject together for this morning.

“After you Milady,” he took his arms off me and made a small bow as he waits for me to go in.

“Thank you sire” I bow too and chuckled when I entered and made our way to our chair which was at the third row.

We were actually mistaken a number of times as a couple because of ow close were are but we didn’t really put that in mind since we knew where we stood in each other lives, now it would be different.

He is quite wealthy and popular but he likes to stay on the low all the time and would tag me along with our other friends and sometimes his brother.

“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen” Mrs. Addison greeted up when she got inside the class.

“Good morning to you too Mrs. Addison” we greet back.