In the beginning………
Our mothers are best friends so it was only natural we also became best friends or more like sisters. We attended same primary school and then we decided to attend the same girls secondary school. Back then in school, it was normal for a girl to walk up to you and ask you ‘will you be my Lover?’ Especially from the seniors, you can say yes or no and later face series of attacks or be pampered by them, depending on your response ofcourse. . Sometimes, you get a letter from a fellow student who maybe a senior and the letter will start with ‘Ditto’ at the top right of the sheet, then Dear ‘whatever your name is’ I write to tell you that I have been watching you bla bla bla and will you be my lover because I am in love with you bla bla bla. And it will end with ‘I hereby drop my pen in the basket of love till I hear from you bla bla bla.
So, being all girls in the school, these things were very common. Lara and I were inseparable. We never went anywhere without eachother. A lot of people referred to us as sisters, including the teachers. We promised eachother that we will keep our virginity till we get married. Well, we were in a boarding house where there were no boys so I didn’t see how we wouldn’t leave high school without our virginity intact. We noticed something going on in school at night. Every night, two girls will turn the lower bunk bed into a tent. They will tie their wrappers around the bunk bed so no one could see what was going on in the bed. Funny enough, the things happened not on one or two beds, but almost on all the beds belonging to the seniors in that particular dormitory. And the strangest thing was the weird cries coming from the bunk tent beds in the middle of the night. The bed next to ours belonged to a senior who always gave me a weird look. Now that I think of it, I will say her looks were full of lust. Senior Miss Adidi made all the juniors very nervous. She would punish us for doing the wrong thing and punish us for doing the right thing still.. Sleeping in the same dormitory with her was worse. She would send Lara and I on the most demeaning errands including washing her undies. She would ask us for things as if she gave us the items to keep for her even when she clearly has those stuffs in her school locker.
“Lisa!” Senior Adidi called me.
“Yes Senior Miss Adidi.” I answered.
“Do you have sanitary pads?” She asked.
“Yes Senior Miss.”
“Get me two now.” She will order.
“Okay Senior Miss.”
And I will run off like a scared slave to go get her my pads. She did the same thing to Lara, our milk, sugar, snacks were at her beck and call. Even when she had a guest over (and by guest, I mean another student who was visiting her from another dormitory) she will call either Lara or I.
“Yes Senior Miss.”
“Do you have Sardines?”
“Yes Senior Miss.”
“Get me a can.”
Okay Senior Miss.”
“You! Lisa.” She turned to me.
“Yes Senior Miss.”
“Lift my pillow take money from there, run to the school store and buy me two bottles of coke and a loaf of bread. Make sure the bread is fresh. Or else you will kneel all day outside the sun.”
“Yes Senior Miss.” I will respond and run off.
Good thing she never asked for our pocket money. I heard she was from a very rich home so she could afford most of what she took from us and she also had them. She just enjoyed scaring us. We dreaded the seniors more than we dreaded the teachers, the seniors were so mean and controlling.
The weird cries coming from the bunk beds covered with wrappers kept Lara and I up most of the nights, including the other junior students in the dormitory. Lara and I talked about it and we came to agree that they sounded like sex cries.
“But how is that possible?” I giggled.
“Lisa, if you ask me, who will I ask?” Lara retorted.
“No wait Lara, there are no boys around so how can that be? Why would you say it’s sex noise? What type of sex could they be having? They are both females for God’s sakes!”
Lara and I argued for days over the weird cries coming from the beds. The spring will make sounds like someone was rocking on top of it. I became very curious, I really wanted to know what was going on in the tents.
One night, I decided to investigate when I heard the squeaking noise coming from the springs (fiki-fiki-fiki-) how could anyone ever sleep with all those squeaking sounds and the weird cries? I pretended to be asleep and faked snoring. The lights were out but the moonlight filtered through the windows and drifted through the wrappers and into the tent bed. Considering the fact that Senior Adidi’s bed was by the window. I could see everything going on in the tent. Funny enough, I was the only one awake in the room (Apart from those in the tent beds ofcourse). But how could anyone sleep with all the cries and squeaks coming from the bed’s spring. I faced Senior Adidi’s bed and I saw someone was on top of the other. At first I was confused as to who was on top but I was later able to tell because only the final year seniors were allowed to plait their hair. And the hair style for that week was thread police cap. Noticing the hair, I could tell Senior Adidi was the one on top of the other girl. They had their legs crossed between eachother so their private parts were rubbing together. Senior Adidi rode the girl very furiously and the noise got louder. I tried to reach above me to wake Lara up but there was no easy way I could achieve that without drawing attention, so I just chilled and watched. When they finished, they slept and I did too.
It was refreshing to finally know what was really the reason behind the wrappers which the girls used to tie around the lower bunk beds and why it was called ‘Tents’. I felt like I had just graduated from some sort of school meant for the high chicks.
“Lisa, why have you been smiling all morning? During the maths class you kept smiling at the teacher, and we all know you hate maths class.”Lara asked curiously as we walked out of the class after the school bell rang for closing time.
“How do you mean?” I asked. Pretending not to understand.
“Oh! Lisa don’t give me that. Stop pretending like you don’t know what I’m talking about. You know that we know each other very well? You are keeping something from me.”
“Hahahahaha You know me so well Lara.”
“Yes we know each other. So spill it already or do you want me to force it out of you?”
“Relax Lara. Ofcourse I will tell you. Just not yet.”
“Rubbish. Spill it now or I won’t be interested again.”
I pulled Lara closer to me and whispered into her ears. Filling her in on what I observed last night. From the kissing to the riding and the bed squeaking, the cries, everything. But something weird happened. Lara was not surprised. She asked me if that was why I was acting like I just recently acquired some foreign knowledge. I was in shocked.
“Lara, what do you mean by some foreign knowledge?”
“Wake up Lisa. That’s not a new thing. Those girls they refer to as lovers, what do you think they do?”
“Lara, you knew about this? How come you never told me?”
“I thought you knew too. Besides, its not a hidden thing in the school. Almost all the girls here know about it. So I assumed you knew but found talking about it as awkward as I do.”
Lara and I argued all the way from the class blocks to the dormitory. I couldn’t believe she knew everything and didn’t tell me. I wasn’t surprised though. Lara was always smart and she was always the first to pick up on anything bad.
I had received a lot of those letters asking me to be their Lover but I just ignored them because it didn’t make any sense to me, now I get it.
Senior Adidi called out breaking the argument Lara and I were having. But since she didn’t mention any name, we were both confused as to who she was really calling.
“Me?” Lara and I chorused as we both pointed to ourselves. I was beginning to pray in my heart ‘Let it not be me, let it not be me’.
“You! Lisa, come here.” she finally called my name.
Oh crap. What did I do now? I thought to myself. The last thing I wanted to do was run any demeaning errands.
“Yes Senior Miss. What can I do for you now?”
“What did you say?”
“I said I’m here Senior Miss Adidi.”
“What’s your issue with Senior Mary?”
“I’m sorry. What?”
“Ok, heads up, if Mary calls you for anything, tell her I sent you and you have no time. Don’t do any punishment she gives you. Tell her that I, Adidi asked you not to. Get it?”
“Yes Senior Miss Adidi.”
“Now go get ready and meet me at the dining hall.”
“Yes Senior Miss Adidi.”
Ok now what? She’s watching out for me now? And what was my issue with Senior Mary. She had asked me to copy notes for her school daughter which I refused because her school daughter was a class below me which made me her senior so there was no way I was going to copy notes for her. But I felt it was rather sweet that senior Adidi looked out for me.
Few weeks later, the weather was so hot one night and the moon was out as usual, I couldn’t sleep, there was no light in the school that night so I went out to get fresh air. I sat on some blocks outside the dormitory.
The first kiss……..
“Can’t sleep too?”
I turned around and it was one of my favorite Seniors, Senior Anne. She used to help me a lot with my Mathematics. She was very intelligent and she is also the school’s SP (Senior Prefect). Every one in school likes her. She is tall, beautiful and intelligent, very brilliant. She is also soft spoken and very nice.
“Yes Senior Miss Anne. I can’t sleep. The weather is so hot.” I replied.
“You and me both. May I?” She asked as she made to sit on the block next to me.
“So Lisa, I’ve had something I’ve always wanted to tell you. I’m not going to even bother beating about about the bush. I like you a lot.”
“I like you too Senior Anne.”
“You don’t get it do you? I mean that I really like you. I’ve had this feeling for a long time and you know we will be writing our final exams soon and that means I will be leaving school for higher institution. So I just said to let it out there. I know you’ve not been in any relationship since you came into school, except your sister Lara ofcourse.”
“Actually, we are not sisters. We are friends. Right from when we were babies. We’ve just been so close.”
“Oh, I see. Well, as I was saying, I just really want to get close to you.” she leaned in and kissed me.
It was quite brief but that night, I had my first girl and girl kiss. It was nice though a bit more tender than the ones I’ve shared with boys and very awkward I must add. I went back to bed wondering why parents bother sending their female children to an all girls boarding school just to keep them away from boys not knowing something worse was going on in there. Maybe they see it as the lesser evil, compared to teenage pregnancies. The following week was midterm break so we went home. We spent the entire week at home and I found myself wanting to go back to school. Valentine’s day was around the corner so I bought a small bottle of perfume and wrapped it for that day. Usually, we exchanged gifts with people we liked in school. I sent my gift to Senior Anne and she sent me one too. It was a set of flowered panties and a Mathematics text book. I also got the shock of my life, a Valentine’s day gift from Senior Adidi. What was she doing sending me a gift when she clearly had lovers. Lara gave me a cold stare but I shrugged my shoulders telling her I had no idea what was going on. I opened the package and it was a set of body care products and undies. I just tucked it away.