I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. God knows how much I loathe this alarm but I have no choice but to keep it and use it.
I sat up from the bed and looked around my room. Everywhere is stuffy. I am the kind of person who keeps things like old equipment, dresses, and shoes that are meant to be disposed of.
My apartment is so shabby and small. I have just been managing it because I don't have a choice. I must live here or I live on the street.
My mattress screams for disposal but I don't even have the money to change it. I have just been living my life like that.
I went out of my room to my toilet and had my bath then after that, I went out of the toilet to my room and opened my old small wardrobe to select my dress for the day.
A few minutes later, I was done dressing up. I wore my T-shirt and trousers and got out of my room to my mini kitchen where I cooked my breakfast and also had my breakfast.
The thought of seeing the children made me happy.
Two years ago, I hated kids. Ever since I became an adult. I hated kids. Their cries, and how they are always dirty everywhere. I don't even like their smiles. To me, they were frustrating. I still remember vividly how I used to decline to carry my friend's child when she gave birth.
Flashback:
"Come on, he is just a kid, Sophie," Scarlett said as she carried her baby from me. He just puked on me. It is so disgusting.
"What's wrong with that? You will just have to clean it with a wiper or any cloth. Wait until you have your kid, you will know your hatred for children is so stupid." She said annoyingly.
"It's so disgusting,'' I said as I almost vomited while looking at the clothes on my clothes.
Scarlett took the napkin and cleaned it off my clothes aggressively.
"I am so sorry. But I can't just cope with kids." I told her as I stood up.
"I was once like you, you know but when I had my precious jewel, I realized I was just so foolish and ignorant of what God has created." She looked at her son with so much love.
"You have told me this a thousand times already." I scoffed.
"Whatever, Has any company called you yet?" She asked.
"No, none has. I am just so fed up." I told her sincerely.
"I hope the school calls you." She said with hope.
"Which school? I don't understand. I didn't apply for a job at any school." I told her.
"Well." She started scratching the back of her head. She does that when she is nervous.
"Well, what?" I asked her with curiosity.
"When I was going to the grocery store, I saw a vacancy notice at the front of a school in that area so I decided to help you apply on their portal. So..."
"You know I can't work in a school. I can't keep up with the kids." I said with frustration.
"I am so sorry."
"What's the grade?" I asked her.
"Well, it is a kindergarten school." She smiled nervously.
"Can you just kill me right now?" I yelled and her baby started crying. She glared at me as went out of the kitchen. Well, I followed her.
"You know me. You shouldn't have done that." I said to her,
"I know, I am so sorry but I just gave it a try. You are too broke to be rejecting an offer or opportunity." She reminded me of my status.
Yes, I have been squatting at my friend's place for like six months now after I left my parent's home.
"Yeah, that's true. Thank you for reminding me." I told her.
"I didn't mean it like that. J am so sorry.." she was cut off by the opening of the door. Her husband came in.
And immediately the atmosphere was tense. No one spoke a word until he decided to talk.
"Hello, Sophie." He said as he passed through me to his wife.
He kissed her and they exchanged pleasantries.
"I will be in the room." He told her as he left the living room.
Evan and I were lovers almost four years ago before he decided to leave me for my friend Scarlett simply because I was not able to give him what he wanted.
It turned out he even loved her more than he loved me so I had no choice but to let them be.
Scarlett knew she betrayed me and she begged me which I accepted.
But the problem now is that anytime I look at this guy. I still remember the moments we had together. It is not even to forget that easily, he was my first love and I haven't even found another guy ever since he broke my heart. So I still have little feelings for myself which I am afraid of.
Thank God he is always letting me know that he doesn't have anything to do with me again.
"Like I was saying..." My phone cut her off.
My phone buzzed in my hand and I checked to see the message.
"I think they have hired me in that school," I whispered as I stated in the message.
"Congratulations." She said joyfully.
"Why are you so happy about it?" I asked her.
"You got a job?"
"So?"
"You got a freaking job."
"And so freaking what?"
"Okay."
"I am not going to accept it. I am not doing the job. I can't work at a school, kindergarten, or all? How will I keep up with them? I might just kill all of them before I know it." I told her.
"You can't do that. You have the softest heart I have ever known. If you don't accept this job, what assures you that the companies are going to accept it? You need to consider it." She said,
"I can go search for jobs for all I care," I said nonchalantly.
"Okay. I think you love your broke-ass life." She said annoyed.
"Whatever."
A few days after I started working at the school, I fell in love with the kids. I always admired when a kid sleeps and I always find reasons to love them more.
A few weeks after I was hired. I was told to leave the house because of the tense relationship Evan and I had so I did as instructed. I used my first salary to rent a mini apartment.
Present:
That was a lovely memory.
I got out of my apartment and went to the bus stop to catch a bus so I wouldn't be late for work.
My phone buzzed and I checked it.
My heart sank.
I am lagging. My expenses are too much. I need money. I need to find more jobs.
