“Its funny how you understand Grade 10 Maths while you are still in grade 8.Even teaching me.” Mbali said that evening while Nikiwe was helping her with Maths.
“Well,thank you for the compliment.You also got potential.” Nikiwe said.
“I don’t really know about that.”Mbali rubbing her head.
Later that night while Mbali was going through Rosebank Arts School’s Facebook page,she came across an interesting post.The post read:
A scholarship is offered to learners, between ages 13-16 to come school at Rosebank Arts School.
Five learners for each category, Dance,Drama and Music are gonna be given scholarships.
The scholarship include:a one-year course,accomodation,and any other school-related activities.
The first round of the competition is this Saturday at the school.In order to enter,you need to take a video of yourself dancing,acting or singing and send it.
If your video is declined,you cannot participate but if it’s accepted you can participate.
The deadline for the videos is Thursday.
Good luck to all.♥️
Mbali couldn’t contain her excitement after reading the post.It was still Monday and she had enough time to do the video.But her heart sank when she thought of how she was going to get money to go to Rosebank.But an idea popped inside her head,her father.She was going to lie to her father and say she needed money for a calculator.She knew if she told her father the truth,he is going to tell her mother and her mother would never agree.
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“And then, what’s up with the mood?” Mpumi asked Mbali at school.
“Well, before I can tell you guys everything.I need you to promise me you’ll not tell anybody ”Mbali said.
“Sure,we won’t tell a soul.” Amahle said impatiently.
Mbali told them everything.
“That’s a dope opportunity.So when are you doing the video?” Amahle asked.
“Today.You can come help me after school.”Mbali said.
“That’s if your crazy mom agrees.” Mpumi said.
“We will meet at the park.” Mbali said.
“All those who got less than 40 will have a study session after school.No excuses.”Sir Mbatha,their Maths teacher said.
Mbali looked at her paper.She had got 45/100.She smiled.It was all thanks to Nikiwe.
“Congrats girl.That’s what we call an improvement.” Her friends said to her after school.
“Its all thanks to Niki.I would have probably got 20 if it wasn’t for her.” Mbali said.
“Well,well,if it isn’t miss genius.” Busi,the queen bee of the school said standing in front of Mbali with her friend.
“What do you want,Busi.” Mbali asked her folding her arms.
“Nah, I just thought you needed a little remainder.Just because you got more than 40 it doesn’t make you the queen or genius of the school.Honey,you will never reach my standard.” Busi said.
“At least I don’t sleep with teachers for high marks.” Mbali said loudly and everyone looked at them.
“Aargh,I don’t have time to fight with losers.” Busi said and left.
“Way to go girl.” Amahle said as they high-fived.
Mbali became Busi’s number one enemy the day she won the singing competition in the 4th grade.
Busi was a spoilt brat and thought she was gonna win.Her parents even tried bribing the judges but were exposed.Ever since that day,Busi made sure to do everything better than Mbali.