Chapter one: moving in

I was staring outside the window from the back of my mom's car admiring the wonderful view as we moved past different buildings in Ghana. while looking outside I felt happy because we are finally moving out from lagos as I have always wanted to but due to my mom's business we were never able to. whenever my mom question me on the reason why I want to leave lagos, I will always come out with some kind of excuse without her knowing that the main reason I want to leave was because I was being bullied in school but i never wanted my mom to find out because I don't want her to be worried about me since she is always tired and stressed out whenever she comes back after work. My mom is a single mother who has raised me ever since I was a baby without a partner and she doesn't even need one because she is perfect performing the task of both a father and mother. According to my mom my father left when she was pregnant saying he could not care for the child. My name is Vera but my friends and mom call me vee. I'm the only child of my parent,well my mom actually. I am 15 years old and in ss2. I am this kind of girl that is always intimidated and bullied in school because according to everyone I'm a nerd. I have only few friends who are well my fellow nerds.

Vee, we are here, my mom said while parking the car in front of a duplex which was painted light blue with a touch of white on the pillars.

As I moved closer towards the door I kept on smiling waiting to get to the door and finally open and see how inside looks inside. As I walked in I was amazed by what I was looking at.

Oh my God, wow.

This place is awesome I can't believe this, I was looking at heaven. I jumped on the chair, omg,this couch is so soft and the house was cozy, I couldn't wait till I see my room and as though my mom read my mind.

vee, your room is upstairs,the second room on the right.

Ok mom I said while running towards the stairs. As I was climbing the stairs I imagined how my room would look like and thinking of how it will be like having friends in for sleep over since I have never experienced it.

I opened the door and I saw wonders, it was my dream bedroom. A huge bed with another small bed close to the window, a large wardrobe, a table and chair for reading or whenever i want to go on my laptop and a private toilet in my room for my self painted pink. I laid on my bed for a while thinking about having friends over and wondering if I would have friends in my new school.

I hoped and prayed that all would go well then I started arranging my stuff in my new room and putting every thing where they were supposed to be.