Relentless Love

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A week had passed since Dibz joined BlueBlood and it was like the school management was having a real life experience of 'one week one trouble' ,only theirs was much worse because he had literally caused trouble in all the seven days he'd been in that school.The latest episode now is that he submitted an empty answer sheet in a test conducted by the ECON professor, he had instead drawn a rather impressive image of the professor himself in a funny position with just his boxers on. The proprietor, a good friend of his dad had tried his best to overlook Dibz's theatrics but he could only endure so much and so he'd decided to call Mr.Njoku and intimate him with his son's doings.

"Dibz Manuel,report to the proprietor's office at once", came the secretary's voice blasting through all the speakers in the school. Dibz,who was having lunch in his penthouse as he detested having to eat in the presence of 'stuck up strangers'(his own words though) , heard that his presence was required. He was abit confused as he knew he hadn't done anything..yet or maybe the school mgt had finally agreed to expell him, he smiled as he got close to the proprietor's office only to get in and receive the shock of his life...his dad waiting there for him with a heavy frown on his face.

"What is all these rubbish about your nonchalant and disrespectful attitude towards the school mgt, I'm hearing?" ,thundered Mr.Njoku. "Have you grown dumb?" he shouted again after Dibz failed to reply him immediately.

"Look dad, we all know it would eventually get to this, I mean this is the fourth school I've attended just for highschool alone, cmon just drop it already. School's not just cut out for me", Dibz said hoping his dad could see things from his point of view.

" I've always wanted to draw dad and you know it but you just won't let me,okay how about football, you still disagreed ,you just want me to do what you want but it's my life dad, I have a right to choose what's right for me,ITS MY LIF... he couldn't finish saying the words before his dad punched him square in the face.

Mr.Njoku realizing what he'd just done ,felt remorseful and tried to touch his dear son's face but Dibz was having none of that, he shifted far away from his dad as if just being close to him would infect him with the deadly Ebola virus.

"Onyi please I'm really sorry ,I didn't mean to react like that I'm sorry pls forgive me", Mr.Njoku pleaded.

Well if he really wanted his son to forgive him, he'd started off wrongly by calling Dibz his native name (Onyekachi) which he didn't fancy so much, but who was he to continue to stay mad at his dad when he'd already apologized, he was one not to hold grudges against people especially his dad so he forgave him and they hugged themselves.

"I've heard all you've said son and I realize that I might have been a but selfish on my part", his dad said while he rolled his eyes, always trust his dad to never really accept he's entirely at fault. "But I'd loved it if you finished school even if it's just highschool and I promise to support you in whatever you wanna do after it.If it's football I'd even talk to some of my friends in the ministry of sports and see if they could get you a spot on the U17 national team heading to Qatar next year,I promise", said Mr.Njoku to his son.

Dibz was too shocked to say anything,he never knew the day would come when his dad would finally support his footballing career. "Really dad, you're not messing with me now are you?"

"Of course son,You can trust me but there's a catch though", Mr Njoku said.

'Of course there's always a condition with you're,Dibz thought rolling his eyes.

"You have to stop being rude and disrespectful to the school mgt plus you must up your grades, anything less than a 3.5 GPA and deal's off plus I'd enroll you in military sch,got it?, his dad said making sure not to miss anything while stipulating the terms down to Dibz.

"Aye aye captain", Dibz replied doing a mock salute too to show his agreement to the terms. Later on his dad left and Dibz returned back to his condo to plan how he'd get through the remainder of highschool in compliance with his dad's terms.That also meant he had to listen attentively in classes now and make sure not to miss any other class again,just the thought of all that almost made him want to call his dad back and accept the military sch offer at least he'd get to do real stuff than to sit all day and listen to boring old dudes talk about even more boring sch s**t,but nothing scared him more than the thought of him wearing the school's uniform... 'aaaaargggghh can my life get anymore exciting?', he thought dryly.

The next day, just as the first period started, Dibz strolled into the class and actually for the first time acknowledged the lecturer leaving the whole class quite stunned, they noticed he was also sporting the school uniform too and boy did it look good on him. He tried to grab a few things from the lecture and he found out that paying attention was actually nice as he grabbed a lot ,even he was surprised at himself,'guess school's not that bad sha',he thought with a little smile forming at the corner of his lips.

Days had passed after the agreement Dibz had with his father. He had tried so hard to keep to all the school's rules and regulations together with having to keep up with his academics. It was a bit helpful that he was very introverted having no friends ,the only person he talked to was his sister Debbie.

Now Dibz wasn't what you'd call extremely handsome in the 'Greek god' kind of way but he wasn't that hard on the eyes with the perfect physique any guy would want, but this didn't do justice to his self esteem as he always felt he wasn't as good looking like his sister and so had shut people out due to this lack of self confidence. He built up this persona of nonchalance and loner front just to get people away and even when people tried to get through he'd feel they had ulterior motives and end up driving them away.....that was until he saw her in his finance class one day.