It was 6:15am the following day, Riele finally woke up as the alarm clock rang for the third time. She sat up on her bed, checked the time on her phone and rushed to the bathroom almost immediately to have her bath. She got out of the bathroom, packed her bag and prepared for school.
Riele was fully dressed in her blue
gown, she wore a sandal and combed her hair out in form of an afro, she grabbed her bag pack and rushed
downstairs for breakfast. Getting there, she saw Cydni and Nancy having breakfast on the dining table, she greeted them and Nancy exclaimed,
“Wow! This gown really looks good on you, I’m glad I bought it.”
“Thanks mum,” Riele replied with a smile on her face, she checked her phone and exclaimed, “Oh my! I
have to go catch the school bus. I can’t afford to be late on my first day.” She said as she grabbed her lunch pack and ran towards the front door.
“But you haven’t had breakfast.” Nancy said as she watched Riele run to the front door.
“Don’t worry about me mum, I’ll be fine. Thanks for my lunch, I love you.” She said, smiled at them and closed the door.
*Green Ville Highschool*
Riele walked down the hallway, towards her locker, opened the locker, kept her lunch bag and a few books, and headed to class. Riele was sitting on the third seat at the extreme left of the class when Riele’s best friend,Jeiel, walked up to her excitedly.
Jeiel Yetunde; a dark-skinned Yoruba girl from Nigeria. She is a dramatic extrovert, a plump average heighted
melanin queen, who loves to brag about her culture and is always proud of her skin color.
“Hey bestie!” Jeiel called out.
“Jeiel!” Riele exclaimed as they hugged, “I’m so happy to see you, it’s been like forever.” She added
gesturing with her hands.
“Yeah, me too!” Jeiel replied “I’ve missed you so much, you’ve lost some pounds though.” She added with a
slight frown on her face.
“I tried to be vegan for a while and after two months, your girl couldn’t take it anymore.” Riele said.
Jeiel laughed aloud and asked, “You tried to be vegan? Unbelievable.”
“What do you mean?” Riele asked.
“Riele, you are a Nigerian, how did you think you were going to cope when your mum can’t cook a meal
without an animal in it?” Jeiel said.
“My parents didn’t really complain.” Riele said, “The only thing my mum said was ‘nigba ti o ba pada
si awon iye-ara re, iwo yoo darapo mo wa. Vegan ni carnivore kor’. (means: when you return to your senses,
you will join us.)”
Jeiel smiled, “That is what an average Nigerian mother would say.” She added.
They talked for a while until Damian, a plump Canadian with freckles on his face, one of Riele’s classmates, walked up to them.
“Hey ladies! What’s up?” He said.
“Damian! I’m surprised to see you here.” Jeiel said.
“Why are you surprised?” He asked.
“I heard you moved, so I assumed you’ll change your school,” Jeiel said.
Riele looked at Jeiel, “He only moved few blocks away from his previous house Jeiel.” Riele said.
“Oh! I didn’t know that,” Jeiel said.
“Damian, how was your break? Did
you travel to the Caribbean with your parents?” Riele asked.
“No, I didn’t,” He replied. “I spent summer with my cousins in Vancouver. Did you guys notice the extra seat in front?” He asked.
YOU ARE READING
THE RISE OF THE SUN.
Teen FictionRiele Tomike Oladele; a Nigerian-Canadian teenager who resides in Ontario, Canada. She lives an average life of the regular triangle; family, school, friends, but as a senior in high school, she has no clues and no plans whatsoever, as to what the f...
