Episode 2
The early morning healthy sun filled with energy shone brightly with a
large smile on us, I, personally happen to be very grateful that it wasn’t the
usual Nigerian sun that always squeezed out the living moist out of we
Nigerians, not to talk of the ‘’Baba Nla Unilag Sun’’ or rather the temperature
that always seemed to be worse than the original of every temperature during
every season, meaning that when the Nigerian sun is squeezing living moist,
‘’ Unilag sun’’ is actually
roasting and vaporizing us live, same goes for Harmattan, rain and the likes,
blah! Blah!! Blah!!!...point is , I was happy that the sun was just mild and
golden that morning...with that being said, I was sure freaking sure that we
were going to end up late for the CHM 203 class, and personally I actually for
the first time cared, why? It’s a four unit course and once you get even just a
C, you know that your GPA will start dancing ‘’Konko Bilo’’, so imagine what an
F would look like.
Daniel and I had already taken our time to stroll for the class, since
we were sure of being late, we finally got to the hall which was located at the
Distance Learning Institute (DLI) and then marched in through the back door to
see an enormously crowded class brimming with students, thankfully the Lecturer
had not yet arrived, I scan the hall, and as I predicted, the determined
oversabi ones were already seated comfortably in front , the fresh bad ass guys
were present too, at the back and also the scrappy ones too were vivid...it was
going to be a long day, I turned to see
Daniel who was surprised at first but then slipped out his phone and dialled, I
on the other hand scanned for familiar faces before sitting on a dusty bench
close to me, I signalled Daniel to join me and take a seat, but trust him, neat
freak...he declined still with his phone on his ear he just kept making
disgusting faces as people where making body contact with him...he finally gave
up and sat beside me, and that was after using about five tissue rolls to clean
the seat.
‘’ O Boy, nawah for you’’. I say shaking my head
‘’ What?’’. Daniel replies with one of the most epic looks i’ve ever
seen.
‘’ how you wan take do am when you marry? ehn’’.
‘’ Sharrap joor, you think say I don
turn you wey only like big boobs, wide thighs and fat ass’’. Daniel replies as the girls around turn
towards our direction with awkward looks....
‘’Mtcheww’’. I hiss
All these girls be forming.....
Daniel’s phone beep as he peeks at
the message and the sender’s ID
...Um Daniel hi, I got your message
so I kept a space for you and your stupid friend...where are you guys? I’m at
the eight row counting from the front...be chaps.
Tinu Jones....
He smirks at me as I look at him and he signals me to follow; we make
our way to the front and spot the bench...I sigh, Daniel has a sly smile on his
face, he adjusts his glasses and make way to the bench and I grudgingly follow. Well you might be
wondering who the ‘’ Tinu girl’’ is...um to me, she is a very disgusting boy
obsessed...wait Daniel obsessed proud bitch, who is a female fatale to
everything I like and she also feels the same way about me...so were even, to
Daniel, she is a loyal friend. Simple, who happens to be ‘’crushing’’ on him
since like forever....and finally to everyone else, she is this Fine, light
skinned, smart, nice girl that seems to be the classes’sweetheart’’... if there
is anything I can agree to on the personality list is that Atinuke-Kewa Jones
is pretty as hell, yes I said it, and that’s because she’s half Lebanese, half
Nigerian, I may dislike her but when I see a pretty girl I know one, well she
has also told me that I’m freaking handsome, so on that we are on the same
page, asides that we are Y’s and Z’s.
I finally take my seat beside Daniel, leaving him in between Tinu and I.
‘’ Daniel, hi, how you doing, you came pretty late but thankfully the
lecturer has not come’’. She said sounding all angelic with her light and thin
voice which personally I felt she was forming to get Dan’s attention. I rolled
my eyes and placed my hand on my chin...
‘’ Sorry, if I kept you waiting, it
was this nigga that help me up’’. Daniel replied giving me a slight jab that I
shrugged off.
‘’ Yeah, I thought as much’’. Tinu
muttered under her breath as I turned sharply to her, I heard that, but I
really don’t want to start commotion this morning, especially not with the
classess’ Beyonce, I sigh and turn to her, a fake smile on my face...
‘’ Oh, Tinu how far, Happy New Year
ooo, wow!!! You look so bleached up and swollen this morning, what’s up with
you now? You didn’t sleep last night?
Ehn’’. I greet as Daniel let out a chuckle, I stare at Tinu, my fake smile
still on, waiting for her reply...Gosh, I’m so freaking good at acting.
‘’ Oh, Denola, hi, I didn’t even
notice your presence....”
OUCH, MAJOR OUCH...
SPOILER ALERT; EVERYONE NOTICES MY
PRESCENCE
‘’ As a matter of fact I slept last
night and woke up early enough to get to class on time today, and I’m not even
in hostel, unlike...AHEM!’’ Tinu replies clearing her throat. Daniel turns to
me laughing as he whispers the words...
‘’ THROW SHADE”
And as i was about to reply her, the
lecturer came in....my only chance for a hot comeback has been extinguished.....
AARGH!!!
Today really is
indeed going to be Long Day...
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