I sigh as my father's car eased into the administration building of the university that I was doomed to stay for four years. To think that my dad had no other way to punish me than to send me to a government institution,(I mean who does that?!!!). There are a lot of private institutions in the country that my father can afford but he chose this school,ugh, and when I protested,he said it was for the best and it's time I get to know the world. Just recalling my conversation with him had me sighing louder than intended.

"Ire , will you stop doing that? You've been sighing since we started this journey and put on a smile for God's sake. You look like the undead with that face of yours". My dad said while trying to adjust his clothes. I rolled my eyes at his statement and sighed internally. I tried plastering a smile but after some minutes of trying to pull this stunt, I simply gave up and returned to my sour mood.

"Hello Mr Davis, this is Mr Adams speaking. Oh ok, I'll be right there, thanks". I sat up straighter on the seat and faced my dad because I know the phone conversation was about me. "Ok Ire, Mr Davis is expecting us and please don't disappoint me ok". "Yes sir", I answered.

We got down from the car and made the short trek to the administrator's office. At the doorway stood a dark and chubby man in his late fifties if I should guess with a smile plastered on his overly round and sweaty face. "Eww ,I exclaimed mentally, "I hope I don't have to meet this man ever again, he's creepy" I thought inwardly with a groan as my dad shoved me forward to accept the man's outstretched hand. He held my hand longer than expected, looking at me as if I'm some prized jewel and when I looked around for my dad,he was on the phone. "There goes my dad, throwing me to the wolves without a second glance"I sighed. I really should stop doing that, only God knows how many pint of blood I've wasted now. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the administrator's touch. The stupid man had the nerve to extend his touch to my elbow. Is he retarded?. He didn't even respect the fact that I'm there with my father. I jerked my hand away before he could conjure up any idea and shifted backwards with a polite umm(coughs) fake smile.

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Dad finally decided to end the call (thank the heavens) and grace us with his presence. We sat down and my file was presented to the man.

"Hmm, she has a nice record", Mr Davis said shortly after scanning through the file. I wonder if he actually read and what was there. "She won't have a problem with securing her admission into this school". I scoffed quietly "obviously, I'm too good for this school", I couldn't help pacifying myself internally. "Ire what is wrong with you?". I'm jolted out of my thoughts by my father's angry words."You kept on giggling on your seat like an insane person" my father continued obviously angry now.

"Really, I was giggling, oh shit, that's bad, I'm in big trouble,wow!!!". I commented inwardly while trying to avert my gaze from the glares that was being thrown at me from the two men. "I'm sorry sir", I mumbled a quick apology.

"Go and stay in the car, I will meet you there", my father ordered while handling me the car keys. "Ok sir" , I said, quickly jumping to my feet before he changed his mind. "Freed at last" my inner self says and I smiled. Ok, don't get me wrong, I'm not a freak or a psycho, it's just that I'm not the type that hang out with friends because they don't seem to accept me. People think I'm weird for having a friend they can't talk to or see and how is that my fault if they can't see Mia? (Yep, that's my inner friend name and she is the best thing that I've ever had so to hell with those friends 😁😁😁, I'm comfortable with her).

I've always had this trouble with dealing with people ever since I could talk, well that what my parents says,so when I discovered Mia(my inner friend that is the polar opposite of me, and I named her after my favorite character in a movie), I've been bold and courageous but everything is an internal stuff😂😂😂😂. I'm still the shy, quiet girl in reality. My life sucks, kind of, in a way (I'm laughing again and getting this weird stares from the students around) maybe I should shut down for now. I made it to my father's car and leaned on the car waiting for him. Moments later, he is walking towards me with an expressionless face. "You've been admitted and I'll address your behavior at home, let's go" my father said while handling the acceptance letter to me.

"Yay, I'm doomed", I thought.