Twin Souls

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❗TRIGGER WARNING ❗

Sanaa ☯️

The school tour we had beforehand turned out to be useless because we had already forgotten where our classes were.

"This school is too large. I already forgot where my class is," I said in disbelief.

"May I see your schedules?" Nita asked.

In response, we pulled out our schedules and handed them to her.

"Okay... Sanaa and I are classmates. Ama's class is two doors down and Kai's class is at the end of the hallway. Shall we proceed?"

Nita and I walked my siblings off to their respective classes before heading to ours. The classroom was large enough to accommodate at least 30 students. The walls were painted sky blue and were mildly decorated with a world map, periodic table, a clock and a bulletin board that was pasted with relevant information. An air conditioner was stationed above the whiteboard and the medium sized windows were decorated with light white curtains and tiny flower pots sat on the sills. The seats were arranged into pairs and the students were experiencing regular morning rush. Some tried to hastily finish their homework or notes as others engaged in conversations. Others ate or read novels in silence as others tried to catch up on some sleep.

"Good morning," Nita chirped, grabbing the attention of the students.

"Good morning," they replied with the same amount of enthusiasm.

Good. They haven't noticed me yet.

"I thought you wouldn't make it today," a tall, slim honey complexioned girl said, walking towards us.

"I wasn't supposed to but God helped me," she replied with a slight shrug.

"As usual," her friend smiled. "Excuse my behaviour. I'm Kaya," she said, acknowledging my presence.

"Sanaa," I responded. "Are there any free seats available?"

"Yes, there are two free seats in front in the middle row. Most of us are backbenchers."

"That explains it," I mumbled to myself.

"Thank you," I said and placed my bag in the other seat as I continued to study my environment.

"Hello there," a deep voice rang, startling me. A fair skinned boy sat where my bag was and my bag was filling the space between us. "I'm Damon and you are?"

"Sanaa."

"You have a beautiful name."

"Thank you."

"I hope you'll find this school a bit tolerable."

"Should I be worried?" I asked, cracking a smile.

"A little bit but it's nothing you can't handle."

"I do hope so."

"Where did you recently from?"

"Nigeria."

"And you're Nigerian?"