Broken Tales by Azeezat Oluwa (great book club books .txt) 📖

We rushed through the entrance of the sterile white hospital doors, agony and panic was plastered in the eyes of those around me. My brain felt rattled, my arms red and blistering from my chronic scratching and pulling of my skin. Karla, my sister, was puzzled beyond comprehension. She couldn’t understand the severity of the situation that had just occurred. She wanted to cry, I knew she did. I could see the pain and frustration in her eyes as she poked at everyone around her, looking for answers to a tragic mystery; one that was too desperately terrible to tell. Although my sister was oblivious to the situation at hand, I knew; I knew what was going on and how complex and scary it was. I began to shake, my eyes started to roll to the back of my head as I shut my eyelids tight, back and forward I swayed. I lowered my back over my legs and hugged my thighs as my body moved simultaneously to the sounds of the fast paced movements in the hospital.

The car ride home from the hospital was a complete and utter suppression towards my sanity. My uncle tried to comfort my sister and I. His attempts were not only short-lived but also pointless, Soon enough he fell to anguish himself. He was always a soft hearted person, he began to sob.
When we got to my uncle’s house after I had packed Karla and my things, I hadn't realized that he moved to another place until we got to his house. We entered his gigantic house of two stories. When we entered the house, it was a light shade of blue from floor to ceiling; there was a lot of toys and a playpen in the middle of the room.
“ Please excuse the toys,” he said, “ My daughter is staying with me since her mother, also known as my ex-wife, has just recently neglected her and refuses to take care of the poor child.”

“ How old is she?” I asked.
“ She is currently three months old,”
“What’s her name?”
“Mabel,”
“Wow, that's a pretty name,” I said, eyes wide with amazement. .
We walked through his house pointing out all the rooms in the house and he stopped at the end of the hall to the room on the right side . He pointed at a room and said it would be my room then, he pointed to the room across the hall from mine, he said that would be Karla's room. He left me alone to undress. To my astonishment there is a bathroom in the bedroom. This is all very new to me . Totally didn't expect this. When we were done my uncle was gone . He had left a note saying he is going to pick up Mabel from the daycare . So Karla and I just made ourselves at home. After watching two episodes of Dora that Karla made me watch, Uncle Maxwell was back . He had brought Mabel and she was the cutest thing ever.
“ She is so adorable,” I said.
“ Well she is cute,” he said, “ But it is time for her to go to bed.”
“ Kay,”
“ Oh before I forget I registered you guys for a new school. Makaila you will be going to Mayfield High and Karla you will be going to Mayfield Elementary school. The schools are right next to each other,”
“ So I will be taking her to school?”
“ Yes,”
“ Cool,”
I went up to the room and thought about how this new school will be like. I shrugged off the weird feeling. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, took a shower and tried combing through my curly hair, it didn’t obey, so I just left it down. I went to bed, to my not so much of a surprise anymore, it was a queen size, I just laid there thinking, and I didn't realized I had fallen asleep until the alarm clock woke me up. It was early in the morning and I start a new school today. ‘Great, a new school, how wonderful.’I thought to myself, not long after I heard cries from across the hall. Seems like Mabel is awake . I don’t think my uncle is awake yet, so I decided to put matters into my own hands, I rolled off the bed and prodded groggily down the hall towards her room. I reached down and picked her up from her crib, to stop her from crying, started gently shaking her up and down; like a mother would do to her child. ‘Mom..’ A tear rolled down my face, just thinking of her made me want to cry. After a while, I started to hear soft, shallow breathes, the breath of sleeping. I smiled softly at the sleeping child and gently set her back in her crib.
As I headed back to my room, I was deciding what to wear today, I looked into my closet, groaning, I threw my entire wardrobe unto my bed, while I stood there and tapped my chin. “Aha! This is perfect!” I said, squealing with excitement. I got dressed and decided to straighten out my hair, I grinned and put in the finishing touch into my hair,a butterfly pin. I haven’t straightened my hair in ages, I’ve been letting it grow; so far, it's grown halfway down my back.
6:45 am, my uncle should be awake by now,I found him in the living room, I told him that I put Mabel back to sleep; he smiled warmly at me and said he appreciated my help and that he would take her to daycare later that morning.
“Oh, and Makaila?” my uncle asked me,
“Yes?” I asked, I was going to get Karla ready but I guess that’s going to have to wait.
“The school emailed me the map of the school, I’ve printed it out for you.” He said while reaching for a piece of paper from the coffee table.
“Thanks,” I said gratefully as he handed me the paper. I took a look at the map and grimaced. Complicated. Very complicated. ‘Geez, are they trying to make us suffer even before we enter the school?!’
Suddenly remembering that our time for getting into school is limited, I sped walked down the hall, I didn’t want to mess up my hair, a girl's gotta look good on her first day at new school, right?
I stopped at Karla’s room and walked in. She was already awake. She was fully dressed but was wearing her shoes on backwards.
I bent down to fix her shoes.
“ Karla this is how you tie your shoes,”
“ Okay,” She said in her cute voice that I can’t resist.
We told Uncle Max bye and we got into the Camry. We got to the school early and I helped Karla find her teacher and her locker.
After I was done I quickly hurried to Mayfield High, scared that I might be late.
“ Can I help you with anything?” Asked the front desk lady.
“ Yes. My name is Makaila and I’m supposed to start school here,”
“ You’re the new kid. And you have my condolences,” She found my folder and handed it to me.
“ Thanks,’ I said as I started exiting through the hall,”
I headed to my locker which is locker 167. I got a packet filled with clubs I could join. I just put it in the locker. The school bell rang and I was hurrying to find my class when someone knocked me down. All my books scattered all over the floor.
Some kid just got down and helped me pick up my books.
“ Hi. Are you okay?” he asked.
“ Yeah. Thanks for helping me,”
“ You're welcome. My name is Jason and if you want to stay safe at this school I would advise you to stay away from Tracy and her friends. You're the new kid Makaila right?”
Jason looks like a nice kid. With his dark brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. I dozed off while he was talking and didn't even hear what he was saying.
“ Makaila?”he said
“ Wait! What? Sorry what did you say,”
“ I asked what school you’re from,”
“ I’m From Richfield High,”
“ Oh, okay well, see you around,”
I waved goodbye and went on to class. I had calculus first with Mr. bell. I found a seat at the back of the room. He was teaching velocity and integrals. Luckily for me I learned this at my old school so this wasn't new to me. This might be the most boring class ever. Good thing the bell rang cause if it didn't I would have dozed off. All the other classes I have are also boring. Lunch is next and I don't even know where it is. The bell rang. Lunch time . I quickly grabbed my stuff and headed to lunch.
“ Hey,” said that Jason kid.
“ Hi,”
“ Do you know where the cafeteria is?” he asked
“ No,”
“ I will show you where it is and you can sit at my table,”
“ Thanks,”
We walked to lunch in awkward silence. The cafeteria is quite big. I followed Jason to his table . This table was filled with a lot people I didn’t know.
“ Everyone, this is Makaila,” Jason said
“ Makaila this is Andrea, Ashley, Jessica, Natalie, and Destiny.” He pointed everyone out.
I just waved hi. This school might not be so bad. The pizza was good. They were all talking about the classes they had. I have gym next with Jason so I followed him to the gym. In gym they're doing fitness testing. ' This will be easy' I thought. I ended up being the last person running on the pacer run with a score of 91. Language arts is next and I absolutely hate that class with a passion. Well I will have to deal with it. I was dozing off. Luckily, the sound of the bell that signaled it was time to go home woke me up. I quickly hurried to go pick Karla up from her school because they end the same time that we do. I found Karla at the front door.
“ How was your first day?” I asked as I started down the freeway.
“ It was fun, we got to read hard books,” I just laughed and kept on driving.
My uncle wasn't home when I got home so I just made us lunch. By the time Uncle Maxwell was home it was night so we just had dinner and we talked about the clubs that I could join after school and Karla could do while I’m at after school.
“ How about gymnastics,” I suggested.
“ Do you guys know how to do those flips?”