My name is Michelle. I am a Nigerian who just moved to the states with my parents. I have never been to the states before because of my parents. They have this stay in Nigeria rule.

In my school in Nigeria, I am a queen. Not that am a bully, people like me because of how pretty and talented I am. I am a sport person and I am also extremely brilliant. You can also call me the teacher's pet.

Everyday in school feels so good. The teachers never scold me because there was nothing to scold me about neither did the students try to bully me. I was like a queen whom all the students always want to associate with. Everyone always wanted to talk to me and I only had one friend called Ayomide. She was a new student who didn't pay attention to me unlike the others. I found it so strange because I was the love of everybody. All the new students wants to be friends with me except from her.

As times goes on I talked to her and we started talking until we became best buddies.

"Hey Michelle."she called her. "please help me with this maths classwork it's so difficult." she asked her.

"Learn how to do things yourself" I yelled back.

"Cmon,what are friends for. Help me please, I don't know what to do" she said to me making a cute face.

she finally gave in and helped me. The bell rang and we all left to go home. As usual the students waited for me to get into the school bus before they got in too.

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time skips

The school bus stopped in front of my house and I got down. immediately I entered I greeted my parents and they greeted me with a sad look on their face.

"Hey mom,hey papa what's wrong?" I asked curiously.

"Baby your grandmother is sick" my dad replied.

"What? which of my grandmothers? I asked curiously

"it's my mom". my mom said crying.

Dad hugs her and consoled her.

"She is dying." mom said "I want to see my mom".

mom said still crying

I felt really bad for her. I couldn't move from where I was standing.

"We are going to America". my dad announced

"What? dad really" I was shocked. I never got once thought dad would allow us travel to America because he didn't really like that country only him and my mom knows why though.

"I'll prepare our visa and ticket and I'll also have you transferred to another school in America Thank God it's weekend. We will prepare for America before Monday. He said as he left with mom.

I felt sad because my grandma was sick and mom said she was dying. I really love my grandma and I want to see her. I have never seen her in person,we only communicate through video chat and am happy I have the chance to see her now.

I called Ayo and informed her. I would really miss her a lot though. she is the only true friend I ever had.

Then I remembered there is this school I saw online which was giving out scholarship. It is a prestigious school in America. it's so big and beautiful. I have checked the pictures and searched for many informations about the school and I liked it. I didn't apply because I know even if I pass my parents won't allow me but now that we are moving to the states I can apply.

This made me happy. Not only will I see my grandmother but I also have the opportunity to go to my dream school. A school I started dreaming about since last week.

I ran upstairs into my room,took my laptop and searched for the school. Today is the last day of the scholarship. I am not prepared but let's just try. I wrote the exam online and they sent me an email two hours later saying the results will be revealed on Monday.

I know I was going to pass. The exams questions were very simple and I didn't expect it because I didn't study.

I layed on my bed thinking of my grandmother, how life in America will be and how I'll make friends again. It's really weird.

A part of me wants to go while a part of me doesn't want to go. I just want to see my grandma though.

"How will school life be over there?" I asked myself.

I have watched lots of American movies where there is always a bully and a prey. It's funny though but I pray it never happens to me.

"I am loveable right?" I asked myself.

The truth is I suck at making friends. People only made friends with me because of how brilliant I am. They don't really hang out they just want me to help with their school work.

I stood up and walked up to the mirror.

"I can do this. I can do this."

I went back to my bed and layed on it.

"Ah. It's driving me crazy. Let's see how it goes"

I decided to call my grandmother because I was worried about her