Undecided - S01 E01

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Undecided - S01 E01

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 1

He looked around the school or ‘hell’ as he preferred to call it,with utter disgust and disdain as he wondered how on earth he’d survive here for the next two years

He had been sent back to his family after spending 4yrs in London with his aunt after being released from juvie.Aunt IJ as he fondly called her,had been fed up with his consistent troublesome ways and had the last straw when he was locked away for 3months in juvie on counts of smashing her car which he’d obviously stolen while driving drunk.This also caused him his scholarship at the prestigious Hotspurs football academy where he was aspiring to go pro.

His return to Nigeria was pretty much normal,Mum had picked him up from the airport,doting all over him and cautioning him on how haggard his scanty goatee had been left.His dad was to return later in the evening as he was away on a business trip.

Home was pretty much the way he left it save for some renovations in the two sitting rooms and a few more cars in the garage, new gateman and gardener,nothing more.He settled down in his room,ate lunch and had a long nap obviously still exhausted from jet lag.When he woke up,his dad was home,now he was the spitting image of his father little wonder why he was his dad’s favourite child,but now the look on his dad’s face was far from affectionate,more like the look of a general disappointed at his lieutenants.”Good evening dad”,he greeted.”Evening,hope your bags are packed cause you resume school tomorrow”,Mr.Njoku spat out.He couldn’t believe what he just heard,everyone knew school wasn’t his thing so why this now.He decided to play the guilt card ,it always worked.”Oh I’m great dad,london was so cool and nice,i mean it’s not like you’ve not seen me in four years”,he said hoping he’s dad got the message in his sarcasm.”Oh my bad,welcome son how was juvie?”,Mr. Njoku replied smirking.”I bet the give drunk car jackers the VIP experience right?”.

There was no reply as he bent his head in shame wondering when his dad became this savage, even towards him.”Nothing? that’s what I thought,prepare your flight leaves by 10am tomorrow”,his dad said as he walked out on him.Well home sweet home Dibz ,he thought to himself as he went to his room.

Blueblood Montessori was one of the best highschools in the continent,it had state of the art facilities ranging of standard lecture halls to a standard stadium and an equipped indoor pool to a decent basketball court,lacrosse pitch to state of the art science labs and don’t get me started on the research institute and cinema too…yep a CINEMA.

Only the creme de la crème of the society could afford to go this school,they had professors tutoring highschool students, plus their hostels could match any 5tar hotel around,that’s crazy expensive it was to be a BlueBlood student,mad stuff I know.

Dibz strolled behind his dad to the proprietor’s office when Debbie his only sister came running towards them with a beautiful smile on her angelic face,she hugged Dibz tight as it’s been ages since she last saw him.

After all the formalities,he was assigned to a penthouse,yeah you read right a PENTHOUSE!!!!;….DAMMNNN.Perks of being a Manuel I guess,his dad was one of the richest people in the country,the PENTHOUSE was offered to VVIP students who could afford to pay a million naira annually for it and just a handful of students here were privileged occupants,Dibz and Debbie included.

Dibz had tried his best to back out of finishing highschool but his dad remained adamant and even threatened to cut him off if he pressed on,so he had to give in but he wasn’t going to make it easy for his folks too as he’d planned to be a nuisance to the school.
He had intentionally ignored the school uniform and donned a black T-shirt and black stretch pants with the latest version of the limited Yeezy June sneakers,blocked his ears with his earpods blasting off to some rap music as he sluggishly walked to his second period…… yes you guessed right,he missed the first period.
“Time value of money is a concept that emphasizes on the worth of money presently being much more than the value of the same amount in the future due to its…….”,the words just hung in prof Ofurum’s mouth,an erudite professor of accounting and finance&banking as he stared wide eyed at the audacity of the young man that just strolled into his class dressed like he was from a funeral without even acknowledging him,the great professor Ofurum’s…”Hey you,Who do you think you are to walk in unannounced and disrupt my class.. hey I’m talking to you”, prof shouted as he started after Dibz who still had his music on.Prof eventually caught with him and gave a rather harsh push which almost caused to fall face flat save for his impeccable balance and reflexes from years of training,he’d have fallen down.”What was that for?”,Dibz shouted at the middle aged man before him.”Leave my class now you insolent fool before I make you repeat this course for ever”,prof barked.”Yeah right,like I need to shit anyways”,Dibz countered as he added a bounce to his step as he oozed outta the class,he then returned and said”and by the way,this time value shit doesn’t apply to me,but it sure does to salary earners like you plus this concept it entirely true cause all theories have their criticisms,bye old man”,he smirked as he strolled off,game on dad he thought with a smile on his face.