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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:03pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:04pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:07pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
⇨It Continues⇦ FOURTEEN We first went to the tap to clean up, then straight to the class as we were both weak somehow, we entered the class with boned face forming "We don do am finish! Nothing do us last last! Na we be this!" Some part of class were laughing, some said 'welcome back kissers', some said 'when next', I just ignored every comment and went to my seat, the class began to murmur heavily that the class captain was frustrated and shouted,Kwat op making a noise! Am writing the names of noise members!" instead of "the names of noise makers" he corrected himself immediately while some students were still laughing. Deborah came to welcome me back to the class, "Take, this is your Agric note, I've helped you to copy all the necessary notes excluding Mathematics, all you need to do now is to read them up" she said as she was smiling. "Wow!" I exclaimed lowly as I was out of words for what the girl did, I just leaned to the side a bit and hugged her very briefly before Mrs Adelaja sees us again, I was very sure that she would buy land for us to clear (three plots each) if she catches us again, I told Deborah to bring her ears closer, I whispered into her ear, "I love you so much" she smiled and responded, "It's not official enough" (we both laughed out). David heard our voice from the next roll and said, "See them, Henry, you've come again abi? Don't worry, your next offence shall be "Sex inside principal's office" and the punishment will be "forever in the farm" Bascart!" About 3/4 of the class burst into laughter while I responded, "you no well" ******Fast Forward****** Our ladies were already plaiting their hair, we guys were already in long sleeve shirts, it was not a dream that we were already in SS3 first term. We would treat past questions more than the normal class work, I would always be with past questions and calculator, how Deborah used to come to my seat reduced by 30% precisely, Quazeem (the closest friend to Michael) was suddenly closer to Deborah, Michael would always ask me to confess the relationship between Deborah and I, while I would reply nothing whenever he asked. They announced that the school prefects would be chosen in the following week... ******Fast Forward****** On that stressful Monday, neither Adewale nor I was able to enjoy the class likewise other prefects to be due to the annoying interviews in the staff room. We were in the staff room for the last level of the interview and that was around 1pm, they released other prefects-to-be to go to their classes while only Adewale and I were remained. Mr Fash: Adewale, how old are you? Adewale: 17years old sir. Mr Fash: And you? Williams. I: (smiling) 18 years old sir. Mr Togbe and Mrs Adelaja: Kwhat!!!!!! Mr Togbe: So, you're older than him... Adewale and I: (looked @ eachother and smiled) Alhaja Falade: This is a "short man devil" All the teachers: (laughs) Mr Fash: You can go to your class. Closing bell was jingled, after the necessary prayers and some announcements, the principal was coming with white paper containing the names of the prefects, I changed my position on the queue and moved to the front, I zoomed the names on the paper with my eyes I discovered that the 1st name on the list was longer than the 2nd name, (and my name is longer than Joel's name), but I could not see clearly what was written there, I moved a bit closer again and zoomed again and I was able to see that it ws my name but I could not see the post written in front of it, "Chai! This principal wise o, he don cover the posts sha" I said in my mind and started preparing for the speech I would give in case I was the head boy. The principal started calling the names one after the other, all of us were set on the corridor facing others, he began to assign the posts as it was written on the list from lowest to the highest, the senior girl was from art department, Deborah was the assistant senior girl, Mary and Kayode were the social prefects, Rachael was the health prefect, Roliat and Salamot were the laboratory prefects etc the principal continued "...and the assistant senior prefect boy of the school is...... Adewale Joel Johnbull while Williams Henry Opeyemi is the senior prefect boy for the year 2010/2011 and he happens to be the youngest head boy in the history of this school since 1989." As he finished the announcement, he left immediately, the microphone was handed over to Mr Fash, whole students were shouting at random, I didn't know what to do next, Joel and I hugged eachother. I collected the microphone, "(sighs) Wow! It's surprising! Well, I return all the glory back to God for making it possible. A lot of thanks to the principal, Mrs Adelaja and other teachers (I looked @ Mrs Adelaja's face and she was just smiling) for the decision that favoured me. Bundles of thanks to my friends for their support, and to my lovers, a huge thanks to you guys. All I need from you fellow students is your cooperation, perfect one and with that, everything will go peacefully, now to my Number two (Joel), (I moved closer to him and put my left hand around his shoulder) he has for once been my Number one, but now I call him the 2nd head boy and not the assistant. Thanks to you all." I dropped the microphone. The assembly was dismissed, some hefty guys from commercial class came up and carried me and some were shouting "youngest! Youngest! Youngest!" They went round the school when I was busy laughing and shouting on top of my voice, "Don't let me fall o!!! ". That day, I was happy from within me. ⇨To Be Continued⇦ |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:09pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:12pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
⇨It Continues⇦ FIFTEEN Throughout the first week, all the students I didn't even know would call me on the street and greet me, "S.P!" then congratulate me, anybody that congratulates me would abuse David (if we were together) "See your life, your friend is a prefect and you have no post" David would reply them "a king's friend is also a king" we would all laugh. I told my sister on phone about the head boy I just became, she was very happy and was proud of me, "You this boy, you've turned the "head boy" to your family post abi, PRY 6, JS3 and now SS3 again, wow! You're a darling" she said over the phone when I was smiling at the other end of the phone here, my mom was happy too and my dad bought me one big and expensive scientific calculator and a G-shock wrist watch. David was getting frustrated of students' comments, he came to meet me; David: Henry, these people wan frustrate my soul I swear, I wan shut them up. I: (laughs) which people and how are you intending to shut them up? David: I'll go and meet our gentle principal that I need a post as a prefect too. I: (lol) and which post do you think you can have again? David: You forget, just follow me to his office. I: That'll be tomorrow Wednesday. David: Wa sere paddy mi... no sex inside principal's office again. (we both laughed) David: Na assembly ground una go do am. (Laughing) I: (laughs) Na you I go bleep last last, sick boy. (We both laughed again) On Wednesday during the long break, David called me that we should start going to principal's office, I: You mean it? David: No, I median and mode it. Let's go joo before the man crawl into his car and go out. I: (laughed and shook my head) Oya let's go, your mouth no go kill you sa. (Off to principal's office) David and I: Good afternoon sir. Principal: S.P and his friend, how are you today? How may I help you? "S.P, take (N100), buy a cold bottle of coke for me from the canteen" principal said, pointing the money to me, I collected the money and went out, I came back and saw principal seriously laughing "Chai! This boy wan kill this old man with laugh" I said in my mind as I dropped the drink on the table. Principal: Thank you, so how do I help you? I: (pointing to David) David: Sir, good afternoon once again sir, emmmmmm... I want a post too sir. Principal: I don't understand, a post where? David: I...... I...... (stammering) Principal: Oh! Calm down and talk. I: (panicking already) David: I want to be a prefect also. Principal: (laughing uncontrollably as if he inhaled laughing gas) David and I: (looked @ eachother and laughed) Principal: Wow! Brave! But should I suspend the head boy for you? I: (yelled) David: (louder voice) Noooooo... but sir, a friend to the king is indirectly... (principal concluded it) ...indirectly the king. David: Please sir, I want to be officially called the "king's friend". Principal: (laughing again) This boy! Anyway, if that's what you want, it is not affecting the school, meet your friend to show you the rules and regulations of the prefects, then on Friday I will assign you to the post officially on the assembly ground. David and I: (happy) thanks so much sir. We left his office, on our way to class, we saw one of our friends in SS2, he hailed me "My S.P!" and turned to David, "Mr No-post!" And laughed. David responded, "God will shock you and your family on Friday by the time I become what I want to, Idio.t" the boy was confused as he laughed and left. On Friday afternoon, the whole school was on the assembly ground, after everything, the principal came, holding a small white paper, he 1st laughed a little bit then started, some students in our class have heard the rumour, the principal began; Principal: We have a new prefect among us, he is a science student that you all know, he's a comedian as well, Abiola David Adeola should step out. David came out, only God knows where he got the shoe he was putting on that afternoon from, the shoe was extremely high and big, it increased David's height, students began to laugh on seeing David's amazing shoe, principal continued Principal: As we all know that he's a close friend to the head boy, so he'll be tagged as "KING'S FRIEND" (principal brought out a prefects name tag which was customized "KINGS FRIEND"  , he suspended the name tag (lapel) on David's shirt and began to laugh as he was leaving the assembly ground, the microphone was handed over to Mr Togbe, David requested for the mic as if he wanted to give speech; David: (facing the students) Now, as the "school king's friend", everybody! On your kneels! The whole students burst into laughter and the school was dismissed. *************** Being the head boy among those "criminals" I had as juniors then weren't easy at all, huge, hefty, tall, big, older and notorious juniors indeed, sometimes they would just want to frustrate me to cause fight and beat me up, though anybody that tries that should be ready to leave school finally but that was not enough as they were even ready to leave school as much as I could still be caught after school and be dealt with, because of this, I so much maintained my level of seniority and I fasted for the wisdom to control them peacefully. A funny thought came to my mind and it worked, I would use those earth-shaking and thunderous grammars anytime I wanted to order or command any huger and older juniors to do something, they would find it difficult to respond most of the times. It looked like magic as they were more obedient to 'small me' than the 'big others', even Adewale had a fight with a set of juniors which God saved him as they wanted to beat him with "ifunpa" (black charm). ***fast forward*** Some parts of the seniority lifestyle were lovely, different SS1 ladies would hustle for my number, some would give their best smile to me whenever we meet, the annoying part is, I didn't like those who really liked me among them while those I liked never showed green light, so I locked up until this SS2 lady developed a strong interest which I utilized the opportunity by collecting "things" to the peak value until she was tired. ***fast forward*** I would always see Quazeem (Michael's closest friend) around Deborah, "what may be going on? Quazeem and Deborah? It is a hell-no! It can't just be, something else must be going on" I would always think whenever I see them together. Dave was very active like better prefect (lol) he would call prefects' meeting which I would cancel some, sometimes. Due to his funny attitudes, the stubborn juniors did not have his time that much, almost all SS3 students became 'principal' in the school because nobody could control them again, our WAEC was now very close, Deborah and I would still chitchat whenever we were chanced, the calling rate between us dropped to 10%, I was bothered though but I kept the bad feeling, everything was moving smoothly..... ⇨To Be Continued⇦ |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:13pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:14pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
⇨It Continues⇦ SIXTEEN ***fast forward*** Here comes the last day of my SSCE, also my last day in secondary school. I was so happy and over-excited to see that day, the last paper was to start by 2pm, I got to school around 10am, SS3 students have filled school up, everything was lively and shining, no teacher was monitoring the SS3 again, we were feeling the freedom already, some wicked teachers just became friendly overnight, some of us have started taking pictures, some were snapping others with their phones, some guys were organizing a final football match between guys and the ladies in SS3. I checked time and it was 10:49am, I brought out my 2nd phone (Nokia 2700. My sister gave it to me as a present when I became head boy), I was playing RF10 (Real Football 2010), I played it till 11:00am, I left the class (our class) when I discovered I was the only one sitting there, all my friends were catching fun here and there, I was waiting to finish the last paper before I would start mine, I brought enough money to take pictures and others. I went to the canteen outside the school to eat, returned to the same class and wanted to continue my game when I realized that I was having "2 bar" as my battery level, I cut the game and began to flash back and reminisce. "So far so good, so far so memorable. It looks like we began yesterday and today is our last day in school, wow! "It seems fast though, but many things have happened, this is not the exact population that resumed then in SS1, many got pregnancy, some died, some left for no reason or best known to them Hmmmmmmm... we that we're ending it successfully today is not by our righteousness, glory be to God. "Oh! I'm going to miss school life, where and when am I going to meet this set of friends again at the same time? David and I will depart and won't have access to eachother everyday again because we may go different ways, is this how I'll leave Deborah without telling her how much I love her, I wonder why the love has been untold all this while, when I promised my sister that I won't have a girlfriend throughout here I remember that I promised myself not to keep the promise... and finally I kept the promise unwillingly, hmmmmmmm... "This is my last day in secondary school and yet I never dated, the only person am so much in love with seems to be losing interest lately due to my over-seriousness, or what do I call it? "Why haven't I wooed her for crying out loud?! Was I stupid or something? Oh! I think it's because I wanted to be free to any length with others and in the school generally, but the "others" I was considering will be departing in the next some hours, this girl that loves me so much can still be very near upon any distance, do I even think I can date? "What does it take to date self? I think the best way to get answers to these questions is by dating, but who? "Who else If not Deborah.....hmmmmmmm Deborah....... hmmmmmmm Deborah....... Deborah....." I was saying Deborah... Deborah... Deborah... while my eyes were closed lightly and my body was moving gently, slowly and rhythmically, my phone began to vibrate, I opened my eyes to check the caller and it was... Deborah, I read out the name on the screen, "Mine". I picked the call, I: Hello, what's up? Deb: Am fine, where are you? I: Am inside our class alone thinking about you. Deb: You must be joking, you that don't have anybody's time. Should I come and join you there? (clears throat) I: (happy) yes! I'll be glad. She came out from behind of the class building in not up to 30seconds. I: So, you saw me here and was still asking where I'm? Deb: Is that how plenty my credit is, that I'll see you and still call? My boyfriends have not sent me airtime, (smiles and rolls eyes) I: "boyfriends?" (I asked in my mind) Funny girl. (Faked Smiles) Deb: You truly looked blue when I came, hope no problem, I: I told you I was thinking about how am going to miss all of you, particularly YOU that's standing in front of me. I will miss you more than you think. (her face changed, she stopped smiling) Deb: I will miss you more... (looking into my eyeballs and holding my hands) We both smiled and I changed topic before things go emotional right there. I: Our last paper will be starting in the next 20minutes, Deb: (she checked my wristwatch) yes, should we start going to the hall? I: OK, let's go. (Silence for a while as we were going) "Deborah Ope" We called eachother's names at the same time; I: Yes, am listening... you called my name. Deb: No! You say what you called me for, (smiles) I: OK, I wanted to tell you that you should see me before you go home, maybe I have something for you, who knows? (Winks) Deb: Deb: (smiles) alright sir. I: Now, you say why you called my name. (Smiling) Deb: No. Nothing. (Laughing) I: I knew you won't say it again. We continued to talk till we got to the school hall. ***fast forward*** "Five minutes more!" An invigilator announced, I raised my hand with like ten other students, "What's wrong" he asked, one of us responded, "I'm through sir", "Remain on your seat" the invigilator replied the boy. Very soon, they began to collect the answer booklet from us, I submitted and stepped outside the hall, "And the WASSCE ended peacefully, all glory belongs to you God" I said, not too loud. I took many pictures, the whole science department, the school football team, I and senior girl, Adewale and I, my close friends in group, David and I, and most of my other pictures were Deborah and I in different postures. It was around 4:30pm, the school was about getting rough, I decided to leave, then I remembered Deborah, I headed towards our silent class, I pulled a desk to very close to the window, I sat on it and I was able to view outside very well, I brought out my phone to call Deborah,.... (ringing... but no one was picking up), I tried it the 2nd time but it was switched off. I: OMG! Why is her number off again! (A voice responded behind me from the class) Voice:... because the owner of the Number is here with you (laughing as she was moving closer and switching her phone on) I: (big grin) Deborah, I was a little bit shocked o because all my mind was, am the only one in this class. How and when did you enter? Deb: (lol) 'transgendered', I followed you right from the hall, I entered when you were dragging the desk to the window, the noise of the desk on the ground covered the sound of my footsteps. I: (smiles) you ehn, how was Yoruba? Deb: Fine as usual, you know it's just like English language and this time around it's our language, so I was able to do it very better. Ope, this is 4:45pm, it's getting late, school will soon be rough with those commercial guys. Why are we here? (Straight face) I: Hmmmmmmm... I don't really know how I'll start but to cut the long story short, Deborah... I'v been in love with you right from SS1... Deb: Hmmmmmmm,,, I: I was thinking it's ordinary likeness that would later fade away as time goes on... I later realized it grows higher day by day... I felt like telling you my feelings then but I promised someone not to date in secondary school... I think I've tried and waited.enough and am ready now to get what my heart desires and love who I truly love and that is 'you'... Deborah mi, give some space for my love in your heart... I love you so much pls make it mutual by being mine... The rate @ which........ (She looked up with tears and held my lips with two fingers) Deb: Opeyemi..... Opeyemi.... (holding my hands) Ah! Why did you come late? You can't tell me that you didn't know that I so much love you and care for you... You made me to love someone else by force, after I concluded you don't have interest... ah! This is not fair Henry...(crying) …You're my first love but now, not my first boyfriend, why? (Tears rolled down)... did you just feel like giving me emotional punishment when you discovered that my @ beats for you?... (sighs) anyway, it was four days ago that I said YES to Michael your friend. I: (something echoed in my heart and the stagnated tears in my eyes dropped) Ah! which Michael!? Ah Deborah, you shouldn't have done this... I can't stand 'you loving someone else'... talkless of my friend... my heart belongs to you... I love you. Deb: (moved closer with tears rested her head on my chest) I love you too Ope... (she raised her head and dried her tears) OK, what do you want me to do?... Anything that will favour you am ready, you're the one I love and not Michael... Quazeem convinced me to date Michael... I fell for the conviction because you didn't have my time that much,... please what do we do? (Dropping tears) I: (brought out my yellow face towel and dried her tears) (still looking clueless and speechless) Deb: My love, should I leave Michael? Should I cause quarrel on mere reason so that we can be? Opeyemi, talk to me and stop hurting me more. I: None of the suggestions will work as we want, I won't want to hurt my friend, no wonder he would always ask me if we were dating... hmmmmmmm... God knows why I came late... God knows why you told Michael yes... (sighs) stay with Michael, but have it in your mind any day any time that I, Opeyemi loves and cares for you so much. I thank God that I still have you as my friend anyway. Deb: (tears rolling down) No Ope, you're MORE THAN A FRIEND to me and I'll continue to love you until it fades away maybe in forever. (Looking at eachother, eyeballs to eyeballs) I placed my left hand on her right shoulder the right hand on her portable curve waist (like coke bottle)... I pulled her lightly closer to me, I used the left hand on her right shoulder to pull her head closer, I began to caress her hair and the waist simultaneously as she moved more closer and closed her eyes, lips found oneanother, we kissed passionately as she was moaning lowly and gently in response to the sensation of the kissing, she would throw her head backward and grab me from back closer and tighter like an opposite charge of a magnet... I would kiss from her lips downward to her throat (neck) and to her chest.... My left hand would move random to her bum and to her right thigh and tease the thigh with the skirt on... back to her succulent lips and her moaning was getting louder, things were getting intense... I stopped and we looked at eachother, smiled and hugged very tight for like five minutes as our body was moving slowly and gently ... I whispered into her ear, "I love you" she responded with smiles on her face... "I love you more" She sat down in front of me on the same desk, backing me and resting her back on my chest and her head on my left shoulder with her face up in an obtuse angle to her chest... I checked time and it was 05:40pm... I made her to sit right, then carried her while she was laughing and shouting with low voice, 'if you let me fall ehn'... I dropped her and told her this is 05:40pm let's start going.. Deb: (doing crying face) I don't feel like leaving you. I: (smiles) (held her closer) Am not travelling immediately after this exam, I can still be coming to your shop... (She smiled little) We stepped out of the class and off to the field to cross to the school main road, she would jump on my back on the field... we played like kids and she got to her junction, I: Goodnight friend (I teased and smiled) Deb: (smiles) Come-on! We're more than friends. We hugged and she pecked me, goodnight. THE END. Deborah and I continued to do exactly like lovers on phone and any time we met... I would go to her mom's shop... She was still dating Michael and I had no girlfriend.... Later, we both registered for desktop publishing in one computer school... we were best of friends there and the guys there had limit to how they played with her because they used to think I was her boyfriend.... We finished the computer school and I travelled. Deborah and I still remain very good friends but actually, she's More Than A Friend. ⇨Thanks For Reading⇦
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:16pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
The story you just read is not 100% truth, it comprises of fictions, true life occurrences, imaginations, assumptions and exaggerations, anyway, what is fictitious to someone is reality to another person." ©OWNER, Olasunkanmi Opeyemi Ajibola (2015) Here comes the part two - QUE SERA SERA (WHAT WILL BE, WILL BE)
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:18pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:19pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:21pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 9:24pm On Oct 10, 2015 |
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Rukkydelta(f): 1:23pm On Oct 12, 2015 |
Nice story waiting for the part 2 |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by kingphilip(m): 5:29pm On Dec 10, 2015 |
this is a very nice story and I'm very amazed it lacked comments nice one genius awaiting the part 2 1 Like |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by kingphilip(m): 5:31pm On Dec 10, 2015 |
harjibolar10
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| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Aipete2(f): 5:37pm On Dec 10, 2015 |
kingphilip:sir |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 6:47pm On Dec 10, 2015 |
kingphilip: Thanks man. It lacks comments because some people have read the first version before I changed some things. Anyway, you can invite more friends to see it, the part two is already written and it's titled "Que Sera Sera (What Will be, Will be)", but I'm still typing, when I'm through with everything I'll post so as to avoid delay. I've another story which has been written as well but yet to type, titled "Religion Jingoism", that wont come to Nairaland though. thanks as you follow. lastly, you called me my Nick "Genius", you must have known me somewhere else, abeg who be this  |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by harjibolar10(m): 3:55am On Dec 11, 2015 |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by cherrybrown(f): 12:11pm On Dec 11, 2015 |
Wow i love this story so much keep it up my dear |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by kingphilip(m): 2:32pm On Dec 12, 2015 |
Aipete2:read |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Aipete2(f): 7:57pm On Dec 12, 2015 |
kingphilip:I'm through with it dad |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Aipete2(f): 8:00pm On Dec 12, 2015 |
Hawlahscho:Oga raimi, e kuse oh. So you're my junior self |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 12:01am On Dec 13, 2015 |
Aipete2: I absolutely dont understand |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Aipete2(f): 8:52pm On Dec 15, 2015 |
Hawlahscho:ehya |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 10:20pm On Dec 15, 2015 |
Aipete2:so make me do |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by horpe132(m): 2:39pm On Dec 26, 2015 |
*********** Nice story *************** |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by adesammy1(m): 3:28pm On Dec 26, 2015 |
Very rich in content...it really exceeded my expectations...kudos bro 1 Like |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 4:01pm On Dec 26, 2015 |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hurklan(m): 5:24pm On Dec 26, 2015 |
u re mouthed !!!! |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by maestrodavy(m): 1:31am On Jan 10, 2016 |
thumbz up bro |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by virtuedagirl(f): 11:27am On Jan 10, 2016 |
wow! such a lovely piece i enjoy every bit of it. Hawlahscho u're such a wonderful writer more inspirations 2 u. 1 Like |
| Re: More Than A Friend (A Story By Olasunkanmi Ajibola) by Hawlahscho(m): 5:49pm On Jan 10, 2016 |
virtuedagirl: Thanks dear.  |
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