We can view the world through a small hole. And we can change what we don't like about the world with just a little determination.

It was actually those trivial things that we neglected that ended up making the whole difference. It's those little drops of water that makes a mighty ocean. It's just a single tree that eventually turned to a forest of many other trees.

Too trivial but too significant.

It was indeed a great relief when the bell sounded and the night prep came to an abrupt end. It was a rush for everyone as we all swam through the sea of bodies before getting into the hostel.

It was the worst today. If we had thought other weekdays to be stressful then today was totally out of this entire world.

The prefects had summoned everyone out of their individual classes immediately the clock struck four in the evening. And guess what? It was practice for the upcoming inter house sports.

Everyone exclusion none, participated in one activity or another. It was either you volunteered to march, cheerlead or be a clown for your house.

The sporting activity ended a few minutes past seven out of compulsion to eat dinner. If not, we would keep marching until eight when we would be forced to enter our classes and observe our night prep.

Tonight was just something else. Almost everyone slept during the night prep. And even the prep prefects assigned to each classes failed to perform today. I was amongst the gregarious sleepers who got awakened by the deafening sound of the bell.

There was nothing as wonderful as being back to our individual rooms again. I smiled tiredly as I looked at the alluring, inviting bed of mine.

It was seducing me to slump on it and speed off in the adventure truck. But I knew otherwise.

I had my Chemistry assignment to do. It was from the past questions and though I could easily ignore the workload, I didn't.

It was more out of a compulsion than a ritual. If I didn't do my assignment then eighty percent of all the science students in my class wouldn't do theirs as there is nothing to copy from. And then when we would get a mass punishment, I would get all the blames.

I was going to wash my face with water so as to reduce the rate of dizziness but all yielded to no avail.

I brought out my Chemistry note and past question from my backpack as I simultaneously yawned. I began scribbling the answers on my note and before I knew it, I was held firm by the tight hands of slumber.

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The fanfare of birds announced a new dawn. They waltzed gracefully through the air as they sang melodiously.

I woke up suddenly with a start. At first, I was shielding my eyes from temporal blindness as the sun glistened and penetrated through the square of the Formica windows.

Where were my roommates? I jumped down from my bed and grabbed my mettalic bucket which had the acronym of my name in-graved on it.

It wasn't fair. They were doing this again.

Even after they promised me a change.

I dashed out of the room, straight into the bathroom where Emerald Hostelers were meant to take their bathe.

"Get out of my way, smelly girl." I turned to be face to face with that rude alto voice.

"Oh God! Faith, I didn't tell you to stand here and kill me with this stench of yours." That voice also added.

I felt humiliated as I spun around and walked faster towards another bathroom. Not knowing if I was cursed or not.

Seventeen years old, asserted, intelligent, prospective laboratory prefect but a chronic bed wetter.

I sucked in my breathe as I reached the next bathroom. It was scantily filled and I was grateful. I had a meteoric shower and got out of the bathroom in my lilac towel.

"You guys left without waking me up." I told the girls who were already dressed up for school when I entered the room.

The only light skinned girl in the room, asides me, twitched her lips in Contemplation. "We don't want to be caught up smelling like...you."

My eyes widened like saucers. Did she just give me such a mean blow across the face?

"What does that mean?" I managed to sound unaffected.

"That we don't want to be classified as your type. I mean, when we get out from bed every morning and you keep smelling like a latrine, it's unpleasant." Melissa pointed out.

I stared long at her. It was humiliating to be reminded of this flaw of mine. Never ever had I truly wanted the ground to open and swallow me, than now.

With those six pairs of eyes giving me a severe glare.

"And please remember to take your foam outside to dry." Ruth added as she picked up her Biology textbook and walked out of the room.

Leaving me with no worse devils.

I swallowed the lump that formed on my throat and I felt sore. This was one of the reason I never wanted to change from my previous school.

All right, they insulted me because of my flaw but they too knew that it was already part of me. So most times, they neglected it.

With a sudden hit of realization that I just came out the bathroom and was still on my lilac towel, I dashed to my corner to dress up. Some of the waters my towel failed to wipe off had dried on my body while I was talking to my roommates.

"Faith?" I turned at the sound of Fiona's voice. She was short, smart and sociable. "Do fast so as not to be late for the day."

I sighed, looking at her wordlessly.

And soon, she was out of the room like the other girls. I was destitute again. I thought they had understood my plight after my explanation two weeks ago.

But little had I known.

With a force inversely proportional to that exerted on the bed, I pulled away my soaked smelly bed sheet that reeked of urine. And then, survived carrying my six spring foam outside the room, to the open where the sun can do justice to it.

Having a six spring bed wasn't a big thing here in Stardom Academy. With our school fees of almost half a million, we were provided with virtually everything.

Ranging from good hostels, well prepared meals, laundry services and good learning environment with equipments.

Even the setting of the rooms were not the same as the other boarding schools.

Here there were just four students per room. And each room had six spring beds, an air conditioner, a well furnished wardrobe for the occupants and a tiled floor.

It was the school of the wealthy.

That was one of the factors that triggered my mom into changing me from my previous school to this.

All my pleadings to her, to let me just finish up there fell on deaf ears as she didn't hesitate to put me into this depressing school last month, which marked the beginning of second term.

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"Who can speak broadly on the division of Leukocytes?" The Biology teacher, Mrs Alice asked the class.

I in particular was out of the entire universe, floating in space.

All my thoughts were centered on how I would do the Chemistry assignment, since we had the subject next period.

And already, some of my classmates were asking for my assignment.

Ever since I joined Stardom Academy, and I was picked out to be one of the elites in my class, my hands had been on hot coals since then.

Most of those dull headed, spoilt bags of beans would always demand my assignment book. At times, I wondered what they were doing in the science department.

All of the other intelligent students in my class would always ask for something in return for copying their assignments, so I was rushed because I never took a Penny from anyone.

"Yes? You, Rachael stand up and first tell the class the function of a white blood cell." Mrs Alice ordered.

Rachael who was busy looking outside the window from where she sat, whipped her head to the direction where she heard her name. "Ma?"

She was unsure of what Mrs Alice was talking about.

"I said get up and tell us the function of the Leukocyte." Mrs Alice tried not yell at the trail looking Rachael.

"Leukocyte is another name for a white blood cell..." She paused not knowing what to say.

"Ehen?"

Rachael played with her long fingers as her eyes adamantly refused to meet the hard glare of Mrs Alice.

"Faith stand up and bail her." The question was redirected to me.

I hated moments like this.

"They are those blood cells that engulf and digest bacteria and fungi, an important part of the defense system." That answer came from me.

Mrs Alice was highly pleased. "Good. This is the kind of students needed in a school. Now, talk more on Leukocytes."

As I opened my mouth to speak, Mr Davis, the Chemistry teacher walked inside the class.

"Sorry for the interruption, Mrs Alice. But I have the students now." Mr Davis said as he dropped his teaching materials on the desk opposite the white board.

"All right. As assignment, write broadly on the Leukocytes. I won't spare any defaulter tomorrow."

Mrs Alice then left the class.

We acknowledged Mr Davis presence and then the whole class was back to fidgeting.

We all prayed that he would forget the assignment that he gave us two days ago.

"I will like to believe that you all did the assignment I gave. If you didn't, stand up and leave my class." His baritone voice stated.

My heart almost slipped a beat.

No, It actually skipped a beat.

Everyone remained glued to their seats. Even those that didn't do theirs, sat down thinking of ways to surreptitiously do it.

"Faith did you do the assignment?" Stella who was among those that usually copy my assignments, turned and whispered to me.

I pretended as if I couldn't hear her.

Stella on the other hand was keen on making me acknowledge her and her stupid questions. She pinched me on my left arm and I bit on my lower lips to stop myself from yelping.

If I hadn't seen her before, I would think that she was a vulture with extremely sharp claws.

She then pinched the back of my neck this time around.

And I actually screamed out loud.

"What's going on at the back there between you two?" Mr Davis paused what he was doing to spare us a questioning glance.

"I'm sure you have done your assignment, Faith. So you, Stella, have you done yours?"

"Let me see it." He declared when Stella muttered that she done the assignment.

It took ages for her to show Mr Davis the empty page which she did nothing on.

"You mean that you lied to me?" He snapped angrily at her. "I must think of a suitable punishment for you."

"And because of this dishonest act of yours," He continued. "I will proceed to check the notes of each and every one of you."

The whole class mumbled, sending Stella lethal glares.

I was thankful that now all blames would be ascribed to her.

Now, I was left to wonder Mr Davis reaction upon seeing my half done assignment.