3 CHAPTER FOUR......siblings sitting alert!!!!

"I'm so sorry, Rose. I didn't mean it", I make an attempt to cleaned her messed up uniform with my bare hands since I can't find my handkerchief anywhere.

" Take your filthy hands off me, bitch", He utters with a disgusting and "fed up with your pranks" look. patiently, I wait for another round of bully then Timmy enters the cafe in his awkward walking pattern and requests for my prompt attention at Mr Yemi's office in which I leave immediately yet pleaded for Rose's forgiveness.

"I'm not as good as you in sprinting", Timmy stops to catch his breath.

" Stop kidding me, Timmy", I laugh. "I've never considered myself good in any sport".

" That's because you've never tried it", we resume walking. "Actually, I pulled that prank to save you from being humiliated by Rose", he spills the beans.

" You shouldn't have done that", I protest angrily. "I on want you to get hurt because of me".

" Do you really she would pick on a guy like me", he clenches his fist, showcasing his muscles. I have no doubts in his karate skills but what hell of a guy would pick a fight with a lady? I call them animals and cowards even if they do it to protect me.

"I'm not joking, buddy", I give him a serious look. " Stay outta this, it's ladies business ", Glad he's staying back, I leave for my homeroom prepared to face whatever's coming my way but surprisingly Rose's keeps mute throughout our classes and free periods. Coincidentally the rate at which students gossip about me reduces. It's good she's finally decided to spare me which was like nailing a poached egg to a tree few hours ago. I should go for a thanksgiving next Sunday.

With that, I decide to severe all ties with Shola and co for peace's sake. I've never been a friendly type so it's the easiest thing to do else Rose customizes their faces with thunder slaps. They insist on being my acquaintance, refusing my proposal but there's no point in having friends who can't defend me publicly though I can tell in their eyes that they really love me which has never happened to me before. No one's ever regarded me as their favourite!

Enough Nifemi! I threaten to file a restraining order against them if they insist on stalking me so my one and half day friends leave one after the order with my eyes closed. Now, I'm alone as ever.

Bola went to school quite early in the morning as she tells Uncle B cause she had an important lesson for her upcoming BECE examination which she forgot especially with the mood we were operating last night besides she did that to prove herself trustworthy as before. Still, uncle Bayo insists that we all go home together in his car.

Unfortunately, grandma's hanging out with her friends at the "Eko bridge" leaving me alone with my siblings. It would have been perfect if uncle B was home but as always, he has a business trip...most times I wonder how he gets so much Clients in a day! Someone's who started the business in less than a week.... or maybe he hangs around using business trips. Well, that's not my concern now, I should deal with this kids first.

"So what do you want to eat for lunch", I ask like a super cool chef when heaven knows my noodles are the best soggy types in the world. Who cares about cooking anyways when Mr Biggs is just two blocs away from our building?

" I want some ice cream", Segun says excitedly.

"Fried rice and chicken", Gbemi adds.

"OK", I smile, feeling victorious cause my secret of being a bad cook won't be revealed without much stress. " Change your clothes then we'll go", I move few steps to the stair case.

"You on have to do that", Bola stops me." It's your nap time, I'll take care of them. I won't let them down this time", she says convincingly.

"Alright then", I avoid further arguments with her, letting peace reign in our Guidance's absence for the kids sake.

" Let's just go out, sis" Gbemi insists, begging vehemently. "We've eaten your food times without number".

" Just shut up and go up on your casual wears ", she orders.

" Your food's not sweet like ice cream", Segun and Tominwa tease her continually. Frustrated, she runs after them in the living room scattering everywhere.

"I'm going to starve myself if we on go out, big sis", Gbemi declares.

" We'll go you too", the boys harmonize.

Our neighbourhood's noise free as usual. There're no husbands abusing their wives publicly, parents beating their kids to stupor or hoodlums threatening security. it's just us walking accompanied by beautiful singing birds, tarred road, soft grass sideways e.t.c. but you wouldn't imagine what I went through to make this happen!

Segun chose a cloth thrice bigger than him, Tominwa went for a tattered one, Gbemi tampers with my dad's camera which grandma's kept hidden and Bola chooses a very....I say very mini skirt. You'll agree the first three can be easily dealt with but how do I handle this arrogant teen who says five words having said just an alphabet?

Bola as her mother's daughter, a fashion designer has learnt quite a lot from her coupled with her amazing talent so she adjusts youngster's cloth which suits his body stature perfectly. On several occasions, Tominwa has been advised to maintain this Kunfu panda polo but due to the fact that he loves it, he refuses and wears it every single day. Now it's paintings have faded yet he insists on wearing it. We tried cajoling him to wear a ninja's style which failed then he starts crying, complaining that we love youngster more.

This almost resulted in argument between Bola and I as I lose my temper after begging him for minutes. He wasted the precious time I should have spent reading or taking a nap. Bola won lastly, somehow shuts him up with a gift promise. Gbemi refused on letting go of the camera so we let her use it after she promised its safety under. any circumstance. Bola was the only one who undermined my authority rudely.

"Good afternoon, ma'am. Welcome to Mr Biggs restaurant" the attendant greets me humbly.

"Thanks", I tell him.

" So kids, what do you wanna eat today?"he asks my siblings unofficially. "uncle biggy's here to serve so you'll be big like me", says the pot bellied guy.

"wow!" Segun exclaims."Like superman?"

"idiot" Tominwa hits him on the head, laughing. "It's big boy, an indomitable".

" I'll tell my mummy for you", Segun cries weirdly with his big mouth.

"It's okay, my boy" Bola consoles him after giving Tominwa a taste of his medicine who sticks his turn as reply, indicating that he's not hurt which causes youngster more pain.

"Please take this kid out", a customer makes a complain.

" Stop acting as if you're barren", Bola insults the person in question

"How dare you, mannerless girl" The customer leaves his seat aggressively. As he aims towards Bola, I get in the middle to prevent a ruckus. instead, I receive a terrifying slap on my cheek.

still, I apologize on her behalf until I get a satisfying forgiving words from the woman then we leave we counter with our orders. Whereas Segun kept quiet after Tominwa's apologized so I'll fulfill my promise - an extra cone of ice cream for him, a secret between us.

"Gbemi, are you sure you can finish that", I watch her consume a plate containing extra fried rice, chicken, beans pudding, fried fish, fried plantain and chicken greedily.

" Yes", she takes a sip of cold water from her glass.

"Segun, will you stop picking the spices in your food", I order him.

" I can't eat them", he says, embarrassing us among other rich kids who stare at us ridiculously.

"Then y did u order in the first place", I question him angrily.

" You did, Nifemi", Bola cuts in. "My poor brother wanted ice cream but you forced him to eat this", she eats her vegetable salad slowly.

" What the hell is gonna make you happy, Bola", I yell at her. " I couldn't watch him eat ice cream for lunch!"

Did I just curse in front of the kids? God damn it!

"It's none of your business", she yells back. " it's his belly, not yours besides people have allergies", she wipes her sweat with a napkin. "You're free to leave if you're ashamed of us".

" You two look cute when arguing", Gbemi takes a shot mockingly.

The lunch I thought would be one of a kind turned out to be a night mare. It's time to accept reality, Bola cannever like me and I don't care either. The best option for me is leaving the house for them. I just can't deal with this anymore! I've had enough!

Now it's Segun sleeping on my back while she's out there making new friends yet we still have to for her. I freaking hate that girl!

Again few seconds to unlocking our main gate, a pervert touches Bola's butt, opening her skirt! How dare he! How could he do this to mine own sister? Who the fuck does he think he is!

Furiously, I run after the criminal.

Not even a pen which's been regarded as mightier than swords!

Or fists or charisma or energy or an insultive mouth but I keep heading nowhere, not relenting in finding that ass hole who picks on vulnerable girls yet afraid of challenging his fellow guys.

"You're not going anywhere", I hit him from behind all of a sudden, making him terribly. He loses stamina also.

Wow! Did someone just call me a wonder woman? musketeer? Ussain Bolt or the spot full leg girl?

" Who the hell are you", the criminal reveals his face which turns out to be my worst enemy, DJ Freaky.

"Oh my God", I stand in awe, forgetting the fact that he molested my sis few minutes ago." Please forgive me, must have caught the wrong person".

"Whatever, bitch", he snarls and wipes dust off his clothes." I did it so what're you gonna do?"

"Nothing.." I stammer.

"Ion how how that girl's related to you but she definately's pretty than you, pig so I need her number tomorrow", he walks away freely.

That's how corruption starts....rich kids bully poor kids and sometimes not necessarily poor, weak people like me, defenseless. They instill fear in us then that advantage to steal our money, our hard earned money while they cross legs in their offices, we're out there trekking in the sun yet we have insecurities in our jobs and we still can't fight for our right cause they're our bullies. " We've succumbed to that mentality but it's not supposed to be forgotten that we got this people power, fame, popularity,money....why is it so hard to take it back?