Ara who had finally settled in her room was enjoying a cold shower, having the sudden hot temperature she felt on her body to cool down. To say she was not scared by Florence threats was a big lie. What has she done? What has she taken from her?' Ara wondered unable to think of why on Earth she was hated by Florence on the first day. First day for that matter. She found it serious, and she better avoid her like a plague.
Everyone thought she was going to be sharing a room with Sewa who was yet to have a partner.
But instead, a key to a new room was given to her. She opened the drawer and found new set of clothes, new set of undies, a new towel, bedsheet, and almost everything a lady needed. Ara knew if Sewa had not stopped Florence from talking, she would have said more than what she said to her. She had so much in her that she wanted to burst it all out without regrets.
oh dear hundred thousand naira, why are you making it hard for me? Can't someone not go through any stress to make money and let me just have you weekly in peace.' Ara whispered to herself, allowing the cold water to run down her tired body.
But then, a reply came from her mind. Are you kidding me! People making ten thousand naira monthly are going through worse in this country, talkless of you. You better calculate the money well well. Is hundred thousand naira weekly we are talking about. So you better expect your worse in hundred folds.'
"Because I killed someone shey!" This time, Ara said loudly and laughed at the thoughts running through her mind. She would just have to avoid Florence and make sure nothing brings them
together. For Sewa, Ara felt she was still better to talk with and manageable to ask some questions. She believed Sewa doesn't like her as well but Florence was worse, and she'd been taught how to flee from people who don't want you near them.
Ara noticed Sewa looked older. Big stature may be deceiving to make people think certain set of people are older. But for Sewa, her face sold her out even more. Though Ara also has a big stature for a twenty two year-old lady. But for her, it wasn't fatness. It was her shape, her physique, her height. Tall, very fair, full pink lips with a small round dot close to her lips in a dark colour. A tiny waist that brought her hips to limelight. And a long legs that supported her wide firm butt, giving her a triangle, pear body shape. The reason her clothes never sized her sister was because her hip measurement was larger than the other parts of her body.
The body everyone thought was hot and beautiful to look at, the same body which called and submit people's attention to her feet without her asking for it was the same body Ara was shy of. She was almost always feeling embarrassed when people stare at her for no reason.
?Parte after Parte, ah yeah... ? Parte after Parte, ah yeah Parte after Parte
After Parte...
After Parte, ah yeah
Ara allowed her phone to ring. Too filled up with her thoughts to pick up her calls. But the caller was an aggressive one. Her phone rang again for the fifth time. She came out of the bathroom naked like she would have done if she forgot to take her towel with her to the bathroom or something she should have taken with her. But this time, she didn't forget her towel. She wanted to still enjoy the shower and continue to think of how her life was going to turn out in the palace she thought was fun and full of enjoyment.
She grabbed her phone before the call could end. It was her sister. And immediately, she knew the reason for the calls that seemed not to end if she had not picked it.
"Big sis, how far now? Your now is already more than three hours. I've been cursing Mtn and Airtel since morning. When will I see the alert?"
Ara would have smiled or laughed at her sister, but she didn't. Her mood at the moment didn't give her the chance to. "Omoh, if I tell you what has happened to me today... It's just " She
dragged, and slowly hissed, not knowing what else to say, but she continued. "One Florence of a girl is already giving me trouble. "
Omoh didn't wait for her sister to continue. "Sis, don't tell me you were now looking at her? Ahh! My God! Someone you should have given one slap and let everyone join you to start looking for her head about."
Ara finally laughed. Her body suddenly calmed, and the heavy thoughts on her chest left. She knew it was eventually going to happen.
Omoh didn't laugh this time. She was angry to know someone was already bullying her elder sister. "Is she mad or what!"
"Hey!" Ara wasn't laughing anymore. "I've told you to stop saying words like that again."
Omoh hissed slowly, obeying her sister immediately. "Sorry Sissy. Her actions provoked my Adrenal glands. But she will see me soon, and I'm promising her that a print of my fingers on her cheek will send her two eyes to the market for blind fishes."
Ara was laughing again. "Omoh, I've missed you ehnn. But I hope you haven't forgotten I just got here today. I don't even know if they allow visitors."
"They won't allow what! Are they They must be okay." She switched her words realizing
what she was about to say. Ara caught her, but the two sisters laughed it off instead.
"Now I have to go Omoh." The water on Ara's body was getting dried and she doesn't want that cause it irritates her skin.
"Wait wait!" Omoh stopped her sister before she could hang the call. "Has mom called? I
called her immediately we were done talking this morning."
Ara who knew their mom barely cares didn't bother to even feel bad a bit. She knew their mom's call might come in the next one week or even a month. She just hope their mom would remember to tell their Dad before calling her and scolding her for leaving the house for days. She decided to reply her sister and stop her sister from worrying. "Omo don't bother yourself again. Mom will call me when it is convenient for her. Will send the card and you will see the alert very soon. I need to finish taking my shower and rest before work starts."
"Okay Sissy. Bye." The call ended. And came on her door was...
A sharp knock. Followed by three more.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Ara, it's me Grace. The first Queen is holding a small party tonight. We are expected to be there to help the chef and organize the party. Secondly, the third Prince wants to see you. Are you there?"
First Prince. Second Prince. Now it's the third Prince.' Ara engaged her thoughts again. First day, she can't even take a proper rest.
"Are you even there?" Grace cried out when she didn't get a response.
"I'm inside." Ara yelled back. "Just having my shower. I will be out once I'm done."
"Okay," Grace replied. "Don't worry, Prince Adedamola is different from his brother." She assured her.
Ara never cared in the first place. But of course, she wanted to see the difference. She would have to find out about the rest of family to know if she would be meeting the fourth Prince or may be the twentieth Prince. She wondered why the Princesses were not showing their faces. But may be she didn't hear the palace screaming...
Girl let that be your last wish.