1 CHAPTER 1

Kendra's POV

Have you often thought about what it'll be like waking up as a totally different person?

I have thought about it so many times, while I was younger, my family had no money and my dad usually struggled to get two thousand naira to feed the whole family...

I sometimes cried to God to help us out but then I'll remember that God wouldn't give us any challenge we can't handle...

I had sleepless nights as a child, always hoping for a better tomorrow, each day I wake up on my mat laid on the uneven floor, I get up and pray for a better life, the walls had holes in them, the windows had no coverings, mosquitoes always had their way but even the mosquitoes got tired and decided to leave us alone... I have three sisters, and two brothers

My oldest sister Maith was very sweet and caring, she always worked with our mom to help provide little, my second sister Tori worked as well but because she was even littler than Maith, she couldn't do much, my brother Niel has always been the stubborn and rough one, he never rests, he always played along with my immediate elder sister Komby they were like twins but just with different ages... My other brother Timi is two years younger than I am, doesn't speak much, most likely would be thinking about how he can fit his toy kangaroo in my sneakers so that he could use it as the car for his toy but of course it won't work out, it never does.

My mom works three jobs, my dad never gets employed, I always got to school sad, always quiet, bookworm... I had made up my mind that my family will never suffer the way my dad is suffering, I had my plan already laid out, go to school, get straight A's, get to high school, get straight A's, get a scholarship to the university and graduate with the best certificate... I need to be the best doctor in Nigeria...

My sister Komby has almost the same plans with me, just that she's social, and loves engineering, she loves dancing and I love singing, another thing I will consider chasing is a singing career, having a B.Sc in Medicine and still being a musician would be a broken record...

Back to my beginning point I have thought and wished I was another person, I've wished to wake up as a white girl in living with a wealthy family, with great weather not this scorching sun of West Africa... But I always mentally slapped myself and cut myself off of having those thoughts... Because black is beautiful, being wealthy is good, that's why we need to work for it and not just wish it to come true.

At school kids laugh at me because I always had the rimmed glasses on, was always quiet, never had lunch or lunch money, always stayed in the class to read. People including the teachers thought I was being too much of a show off or someone who just feels too high to talk to others, students bullied me, teachers bullied me, little did they know that I had gone ahead of their learning schedule, I was in primary school, grade 6 but I had already studied all of Junior high grade 2's scheme and I was even working on grade 3 scheme, teachers didn't bother to know, which even benefited me the more because I didn't have anyone trying to know why I studied so hard...

Growing up poor is one thing, growing up rich is another, if you're rich and get spoilt with everything you want then you won't see a reason to work for anything, you'll just want to have anything you like and if you can't that's where stealing comes into the game...

My mom got tired of all the suffering and decided to leave my dad, I was 13 when she decided to leave... She took all my siblings with her except me... Sometimes I'm grateful for that and sometimes I still wonder why...

I learnt a lot from being poor. I am Kendra June Mayors Tiara, and somethings I never lost, and will never lose is hope and Faith... These two got me to where I am now... Luxury.

I woke up to my familiar bedroom features the plain white ceiling with a chandelier hanging down and the pink bedroom itself.

"Ughrr first day of new school"I groaned before jumping into the bathroom, tuned on the music volume to the highest and brushed my teeth then

jumped into the warm shower, I had a nice sweet bath before tying my towel around my body and coming into the room.

I blew my hair dry and sat on my make-up chair next to the table then did my make up.

I pulled out a nice pink tank top and skinny black pants then went out to meet my dad and also make breakfast my mom didn't make it because she doesn't stay with us.

"Hey dad" I greeted

"Morning sweetheart"dad replied

"So...what should I make for breakfast?"

"Uhmm...anything you want"

"Kaykay"I said as I went towards the stove

I made delicious pancakes and some hamburgers with a cup of coffee:café latte for dad and just plain milk for myself.

"Thanks"dad said

"My pleasure, so dad Vaira will be coming over so we could all go for shopping before leaving".

"Yes I know that, which school would you like to go?"

"Uhmm Lakesville high? in Britain?" I questioned (A/N I know this is not an actual place in Britain... Ughm Idk I don't live there okay back to story)

"Okay then"dad said but just after his sentence, there was a knock on the door. I went and opened the door and I was pulled into a tight hug by Vaira my bestie she quickly ran towards the dining room

"morning Kendra's dad". she said as she took a big bite of my untouched hamburger.

"What you're not happy that I'm even eating your food? ugrrh it even tastes like shit" she said faking a gag

"Really? Then why're you still eating it?" I asked when I saw her taking another huge bite with a sip of my milk.

"Hello, I'd be on craze to see free food and pass it."

I went and sat on my chair and ate my pancake and drank my milk

"Heeeyy I was gonna drink that"she whined

"Sorry but you have to make yours" I said as I pointed towards the fridge

"Okay girls enough with your funny argument go pack and get ready to go to your new school." Dad said to us and we both travelled to my room after we cleared out the table.