Chapter one (Filler chapter)

Greggs' Residence

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"Lola" I heard my mum call from downstairs while I was still tucked under my covers, not at all eager to get up and start the day. A tiny part of me hoped I wasn't in trouble again because she had been acting a little cranky as of late, I guessed she was fighting with my dad again.

"Titilola" I heard her call again, this time, a little more sternly, I knew I was in for it this time. I rolled my eyes and got out of bed, scurried to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and washed my face before heading downstairs.

"Yes mummy, I'm here"  I answered innocently when I finally made my way into the kitchen. She was positioned in front of the gas cooker stirring something that smelled delicious. 

"Madan, good morning o"  She responded sarcastically. Gosh, I had not greeted her this morning, that meant I was in for a lecture. 

"Mummy, I'm sorry" I apologized quickly and went on to do the needful. "Good morning mum", she softened up a little and replied.

"Clean up the kitchen please, it's a mess"  She ordered. "You slept in and I did not want to disturb you, so I cooked but next time you'll do the cooking"

"Okay mum"  I pouted and gave her a bear hug, she smiled. My mum throws a lot of tantrums, I know, but she's still a very kind and sweet person. I love her a whole lot.

I cleaned up and went on to have breakfast with my parents. 

"Good morning daddy"  I greeted as I joined them at the breakfast table.

"Morning" Her replied without even sparing me a glance. Typical.

We had our meals in silence, after which, I cleared up the table. My parents left for their respective work places soon after and I was left alone to ponder on the plans I had for my future. 

As you know, I'm Lola. Titilola Gregg is my name in full, currently twenty four, just graduated from a prestigious private Nigerian university with a second class upper in business administration. 

My father, Benson Ademola Gregg, CEO of Gregg Corp, a construction company that had seen better days. No offense. He's a very hard working man, a workaholic, to say the least.

My beautiful mother, Felicia Gregg, a top official in a very prestigious oil firm, she also owned chains of businesses. 

Of course, I have three older siblings.My eldest brother, Travis aka Tolu, the first born, based in Canada, happily married with three beautiful children. My other brother, Grey aka Femi, a playboy, based in Abuja, the capital city, currently running his own business.

Finally, my only sister who's just about two years older than I am, Laila aka Tolani, a corporate lawyer she was away in a trip to Dubai. I still could not believe she left me behind. I was bored out of my mind whenever she was not at home and I hoped she came back soon.

Being the' baby of the house'- as they fondly call every Nigerian who happens to be the youngest in the family- can be very frustrating. I have to live up to my parents' expectations. The normal cycle in my home was: Go to school, study the course of our parents' choice and finally get a job in a firm, in relation to our course of study. My parents were influential, so getting jobs for my siblings and I weren't much of a big deal. But, I really wanted to do something more than just sitting behind a desk all day.

I'm not a very outgoing person per se. You could call me an ambivert because I usually give off vibes, pending on my surroundings and the kind of energy that radiates from it. I love positivity and optimism, I live for it. I'm not prudish but I'm definitely a good girl and I really like to play safe, but then again, you never know what life might throw at you, life has a way of bringing out sides of you, you never thought existed. You're probably wondering why I said that. Well, follow my story to find out.