vicbros75:
Am loving every bit of this story.frank d writer na u be chairman.i dey hail ur government.keep it on.waiting for more

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This is for the updates OP
And for the episode 7, maybe Nairaland is back to it's old ways again where updates got deleted by the mods

Let me try again

"What will happen tomorrow, let it be tomorrow. What will happen next week, let it be next week. Enjoy the moment and just be grateful and happy."

❤🦅

Episode 17 (Unedited)

~ Adannaya's POV ~

“I’m ready for Netflix and chill,” I said as we walked through the stairs. Ckay already said he would drop me off and then leave.

I walked towards my apartment and I was frozen when I saw Nelo's note on the door, and it read thus: I locked your door and went with the key. So, you should stay with Ckay tonight.

— Nelo.

I looked at it in disbelief and tried turning the door handle but it didn’t open. That sly b!tch! I decided to call Nelo but she didn’t even answer the call.
I sighed and decided to call Kings because his wife was such a bad b!tch. I waited for him to answer the call but he didn’t answer.

“Well… I guess you’re staying with me?” He said and I nodded.

I didn’t have any other choice and I can’t tell why. I was a little bit tired. We just went out for lunch, but my energy levels were already zero. We walked down to Ckay's floor.

“It's still 3:30 and you want to chill?” Ckay asked and I nodded.

I sat on his sofa and turned on the TV. I was acting like I was in my own apartment. I sat comfortably on the sofa and Ckay came to me with a glass of water. I drank it a little and put it on the table in front of me.

"You can turn on Netflix," he said and I nodded.

"Oh, 50 Shades of Grey."

"Pervert," I said and he turned to me in disbelief.

"You mean perfect," he said and I laughed.

"That's lame but it's okay," I said still laughing and he just said I should turn anything I want.

Suddenly, he took out another remote and pressed it. The curtains went down and the lights went off suddenly. It felt like we were watching a movie in the cinema.

"Wow."

"You're welcome," he said arrogantly and I chuckled.

I started to find a movie that I love and I eventually picked Iron Man 3. The movie started and I was so excited to watch it.

"Here," suddenly Ckay sat next to me and wrapped us in a big soft blanket.

"Thanks," I said but my eyes were still stuck on the movie. I love RDJ he’s my man, and if I’m going to marry someone it will be him.

"I love Pepper," Ckay said.

"I love Tony."

"You can have him. I can have her," Ckay said and I turned to him. My eyes widened when his face was so close to mine that I didn’t realize that until I turned to him.

"Ada," I said and turned straight to the TV again

My body froze when Ckay slowly crept his hand to mine. My body went numb when he successfully held me. I wanted to push his hands so badly or maybe get m@d at him, but I couldn’t. Some part of me wanted to give in but I couldn't.
Some part of me wanted to give him a chance even though another part of me h*ted it.

"What do you like about Tony Stark?" asked and I turned to him slowly.

"He is realistic and I love that he’s smart even though he’s arrogant," I answered as I looked into his eyes.

"I agree," he smiled and I found that smile fake.

"Thank you, Ada, for letting me in and letting me get to know you," he said out of nowhere and I couldn’t reply to that.

Actually, I still don’t know why I let him into my life, but somehow I didn’t regret it. Nelo's words rang inside my head again and that made me think a little more.
Not only Nelo's words but Ckay's words came out again.

Can I really be happy and start over? The feeling of it wasn't that bad. It was beyond my expectation but it was refreshing.

"Tony Starks parents passed away and he stood up in his cruel words by himself. That’s one of the things that I love about him," I said honestly.

"I wish I can be like him. Try not to care about the past and move on which is so hard for me," I added and turned to Ckay. He was already looking at me and he smiled.

"You are not alone, so does he. No one is alone in this world, Ada. You have me you have your dad your brother and Nelo.

"Why do you believe that I can get through this?" I asked because he was the one who was trying to push me out of this.

"Everyone in this world deserves to be happy and you are one of them. If I can, why can’t you?" He answered and that answer really made me feel better. My eyes landed on his lips and back to his eyes real quick.

I leaned my head closer to him and put my lips to his. I kissed him slowly and he kissed me back at the same pace. He pulled my body to his lap without breaking the kiss and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I put my hands on his chest still kissing him slowly.

I felt the warmness blending throughout my body, and all I wanted to do was just put everything behind me, but somehow some part of me couldn’t let it go. I slowly moved with him as he tried to lay me on the sofa. We just kept kissing nonstop without no one saying anything.

We let our bodies express what they really want. Ckay didn’t try anything on me. He didn’t try to roam his hand all over me which I was thankful that he didn’t. I was just starting to open up and take it slowly and it suited me.

I stopped him by pushing his body away we both sat facing each other awkwardly. I felt my body hitting up wanting more.

So, I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and his eyes widened. My eyes never left him and so does his eyes too. I threw away my shirt when I was fully unbuttoned and slowly unclasped my bra

"Ada, don’t tempt me, please," he said in a husky voice, but I wasn’t planning on just making him stop. I wanted him to test it again for the second time.

"Did I say that I was going to take it slow did I?"

***

I slipped away from Ckay and walked towards the window. I bit my lips and took a really deep breath before letting it out. Starting a new page? Will he be worth it in the end?

One thing that I was scared of is being left again. I lost my mom once, Dike too and if I give my heart to Ckay, can I be guaranteed that he won’t leave me? I know that it won’t be smooth and it was a past journey itself but still, I doubt if he can.

I opened the balcony door slowly and walked out to fill the cold breeze of Calabar at night. But suddenly Ckay rubbed his arms around me from the back.

"I thought you were sleeping?"

"I was looking for you," he answered.

"Is everything okay?" he asked and I turned to him.

"Yeah," I lied and turned back to the view.

"Everything happened so fast between us, isn't it? I opened up to you quicker than I thought," I said honestly.

"I think it is a really good thing."

"Why?

You were hot you wear alone you were lonely and no one could reach you because they give up as they saw that stick was you are not easy to reach people have to earn your trust that’s all you are still your old order you are just covering up it up he said and I turned to him

"How come you know me better than I know myself?"

"Just observing," he said smiling and I chuckled. I moved closer to him and he wrapped his arms around my waist. He leaned down his head to mine and we kissed slowly.

"Wanna take a warm bath together and maybe talk?" He asked and I nodded he got a big tub that could fit three people which was unique for a guy. He started to fill the tub with warm water and he walked to me.

He took off his shirt that I wore and gestured to me to get inside first.
I got into the tub and he walked back to me with a bath soap on his hand. He puts it in and he got in after taking off his boxer.

"What's on your mind? Are you okay?" he asked and I looked at him shaking.

"I don’t know where we are going after this step. I don’t know where it will end too," I said truthfully.

"Live in the moment," he said and I shook my head not understanding.

"What will happen tomorrow, let it be tomorrow. What will happen next week, let it be next week. Enjoy the moment and just be grateful and happy," he smiled and I looked at the water blankly.

"You are doing great until now, Ada. You are so much better than the day that I met you.

"Really?" I asked because I never expected that. I thought it would be the same.

"Yeah and I know it’s not easy for you but you’re almost there," he said as he took my hand.

"Do you trust me? he asked and I gulped. I trusted him but some part of me doesn’t.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend? he asked and my whole body just turned numb. My eyes looked at him like he was growing another head. My lips were frozen and nothing came out of my mouth.

"Let's try this relationship, what do you think?"

"Ckay, being in a relationship means?" I asked him.

"Yes, for the past month, we have got to know each other. You hated me at first and we started to develop a good friendship. I started to get more attracted and feel a little jealous finding out that there is another man that you are close with other than your dad and brother. I didn’t like that. It really bothers me, and I know the fact that you don’t want this and you don't have a really good experience with relationship but I want to take a risk. I want to try it with you," he said and that made me speechless. I never expected him to say things like that. I was happy but also worried.

"I...I can’t guarantee that I can make you happy, like other girls."

I know that’s what makes you different and I like it he smiled and I look down at the water again battling with my own thoughts

"Give me a chance. Give yourself a chance too. What do you think? he asked as he held on to both of my hands. looked into his eyes and found myself saying yes. He hugged me immediately and I found myself smiling.

"Thank you, that really means a lot to me," he said and I never thought a word 'yes' will make someone this happy. He kissed me again and sat me on his lap.

"I think we should take our bath quickly. I'm a bit cold," I said and he nodded.

We quickly finished it and walked to his bedroom. He closed the balcony door and I sat on his bed.

"What time do you go to work tomorrow?" I asked

"Around 10. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing just asking."

"Let's have lunch together you can come to my office and we can go together as that he asked and I smiled nodding

"Let's sleep," he said as he pulled me close. He wrapped me in his arm, and I closed my eyes. I felt the warmness around my body and it felt good.

Okay, let's just take a risk it might be so new to me but you will never know.

To be continued..
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NB: I didn't call down to write this one. Forgive me if you noticed any grammatical errors.


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Thank you for this wonderful story

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Keep it coming Mr Frank
More grace to you bro

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Am in love with this story.keep it up frank.nice piece of work u've got.

Thank you.

I'll keep it going as long as you guys are commenting.

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Beautiful story with potentials 😎.



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Been out of the literature section for a while now but I'm here now and glad frank is still giving us ogbonge update as usual.
But pls Mr Frank give us a steady update pls🙏🙏

Alright.

I'll try to keep the update coming

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The pressure is getting wesser

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Beautiful story frankwriter ❤️😎🙃.


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Episode 6

So many things went through my mind at that point. I crossed my legs and placed my hands on my lap to cover the bulge in my shorts so Benita wouldn’t see it.

Oh God, what kind of temptation is this?

Why is this girl now comfortable with me and tempting me?

I placed one hand on her shoulder and she didn’t complain or remove my hand. I looked at her, and she looked at me too. I smiled and she smiled too. I tried to get closer and initiate a kiss. She kept staring at me and just then a heavy knock came on my door.

Then I remembered the dream I had the other day at the library while I was trying to kiss the girl from the shop.
My heart skipped a second and I quickly let her go, instantly regaining myself from lust.

"Who is there?" I asked.

"It’s me, Emeka," came a voice from the door.

"Please, can I borrow your charger? John just turned on the generator," he said politely.

"These people are always borrowing all the time," I murmured and climbed down from the bed.

I stood up and opened the door for him. Benita was already in the kitchen preparing noodles. She left for the kitchen immediately when she heard the knock. The room and the kitchen were linked up together. You could be in the kitchen and someone in the room wouldn't see you.

When Emeka came in, Benita said she wanted to charge her phone too. So I gave Emeka one of my chargers and then the second charger I gave him to charge Benita's phone too, and he obliged.

I re-sprayed the bed sheet and sat on the bed pressing my phone. One part of me was curs!ng Emeka for intruding, and another part thanked God I didn’t fall into temptation, even though I nearly did.

When finally her noodles were ready, she served it on the plate and returned to the bed with two forks. I told her I had eaten and besides the noodles weren’t much for two people to share.

The aroma filled the room. I bet she was a good cook. The way she garnished the noodles and eggs kept me salivating.

Silence accompanied us while I scrolled through my phone and she devoured the hot noodles blowing it at intervals.

Moments later, I got a phone call and it was Chido calling. He said he was close to my lodge and asked if I was around, I replied positively and he said he would be in my room sooner.

I looked at Benita, she was almost done with the food. I thanked God because I didn’t want Chido to request for his. I had just four packs left in that carton and I didn't know when I would buy another one.

Chido came in minutes after Benita dropped the plates in the sink. He wore a jeans trouser and a white polo. He was on short dreadlocks.

"Oh boy, how far?"

He turned to my direction and we shook hands.

"Babe, what’s up?" He turned to Benita, who was relaxing on the bed.

" I’m good and you?"

"Everywhere is good," replied Chido, who slumped on my bed tiredly.

Benita was just staring at the wall, patiently waiting for her phone to charge a little at John’s apartment.

"How about the engine drawing assignments? Did you guys later submit it?" Chido broke the short silence in the room.

"Hmm, you thought I was joking? We did oo. That man is very strict. He threatened to fail as many that didn’t comply with his instructions."

"Hmm, what’s his name again?" He asked.

"Engr. Chikwue."

"Oh, okay. I thought it was even Engr. Okafor. I heard he’s the most strict among Engine drawing lecturers."

Chido and I went on to talk about school stress, assignments, and all that school stuff. He told me he would be going home next weekend to get some foodstuff from home. He kept complaining about how school had drained him financially and emotionally. Chido was an orphan. He lost his parents some years ago and life hasn’t been the same ever since. I quite felt pity for him because I knew his pains

"My birthday is in two weeks. I’m inviting you both," Benita cut in between our discussion.

"Oh, nice. Happy birthday in advance," I replied.

"So where is the birthday going to take place?" Chido asked with so much excitement wreathed in his face. You would think he knew Benita before then.

"At my lodge. It will go down in my room and it promises to be mind-blowing. Lots of fun and games will be involved," she answered.

"No problem, we will be there," Chido replied.

I was going to say; 'you and who?' But I thought that would make Benita feel bad, so instead, I said; 'Well, let’s see how it goes. If I’m chanced, I will come."

"Frank, you must be chanced. It’s evening stuff, so you need to be there," Benita insisted.

I just giggled and said nothing.

The three of us stayed in my room till twilight when Benita asked me to get her phone from John’s room so she could go back to her lodge.
We all dashed out of my room, so I locked the door and followed Chido to his apartment after we saw Benita off to her lodge.

*

The next day, I got a broadcast message on our departmental group chat via WhatsApp. It stated that we had an impromptu lecture by 8:30 a.m and attendance was paramount.

I was p!ssed off because it was on a Saturday. I disliked all those fixed classes and impromptu lectures. I so much love Saturdays that I didn’t want anything to come between my activities. But what to do? I had no option but to attend.

I took my bath and prepared for school. My headphone was comfortably placed on my ears as I listened to Nasty C's Strings and Bling. He recently released the album then.
I went to school and saw students jogging towards the main gate. A few were skating while Some ride on bicycles and other sporting activities. That’s exactly what Saturdays feel like inside school.

Meanwhile, I had trekked from my lodge down to school and was sweating profusely. I didn’t have money to take a bike. I was dead broke.

*

On arriving at the lecture hall, I saw my classmates and other departments in our faculty seated and waited patiently for the lecturer to come. I looked around to see if I could see either Ifenna or Chris. The duo was gradually becoming my friends after the first day we sat together.

Sadly, I didn’t see any of them. I looked towards the front row and found Cynthia, my Angel beauty. She was pressing her phone as usual. I’ve never seen anyone addicted to the phone like Cynthia. She was either on Snapchat, Instagram, Tiktok, or updating her filtered pictures on her WhatsApp status.

I summoned courage and walked down to the front row to say hi to Cynthia.

"Hey, Cynthia." I said when I stopped at her seat.

"Hi Franklin, you also got information too? I don’t know what’s wrong with this lecturer. He gathered us here and we have been waiting for almost an hour." She complained bitterly.

"Honestly, I don’t just like all these impromptu classes. Well, I'm just coming in now, I trekked from my lodge down here."

Damn! I shouldn’t have told her that. I bet she would see me as a poor boy, I assumed, but Cynthia didn’t say anything.

"Hope you are getting ready for the Mth101 test," I asked her.

"Hmm. I haven’t read anything. My head is blank. I’m going to sit beside you o."

"No problem," I smiled sheepishly, excited to hear that.

There was an awkward moment of silence for like two minutes, so I had to say something just to keep the conversation going. Although I had been standing while she was sitting, I didn’t mind.

"So how was your night?"

"I couldn’t sleep last night."

"Why?"

"I had a migraine."

"So sorry, hope you’ve taken your medication."

"Yeah. Thank you."

"I’ve missed you," I said.

She just looked at me and smiled.

A few minutes later, the lecturer walked in. I was going to look for somewhere to sit down, but Cynthia said we could share her seats.
Who am I to say no? I squeezed myself and sat with half buttock, inhaling her expensive body spray.

The lecturer apologized for keeping us waiting and promised to round up on time. He blamed the heavy traffic on the express road.
Eng101 was the course, and he began without any further delay.

*

After the class, Cynthia said she was feeling so famished. She needed something to eat. At the end, she suggested we visit Sunic. One of the popular restaurants in school.

I hope this girl isn’t expecting me to foot the bills because I don’t have any money on me, I told myself. I haven’t even entered there before and I heard their food is very costly.

As we approached closer, I confessed not having any money with me feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Frank, you worry too much. I will pay for the food," she assured, and I felt so relieved, like a burden was lifted off my shoulder.

We got there and she ordered fried rice, salad, and chicken. Then she turned to me and asked what I would like to eat.

I honestly didn’t want to accept her offer, but hunger was dealing with me. I dropped my ego and whatever rules about not allowing a woman to buy you food for the first time or something like that. I just didn't care.

I requested the same thing she bought. I didn’t want to ask for something more expensive. The waiter brought the food on a white tray. Cynthia and I sat on the plastic chair and table facing each other.

Who would have thought that someday Cynthia and I would be dining together?
It was there we agreed that we would have our first Mth101 tutorial the next day being Sunday. She said it’s either I come to her place or she comes over to my place, whichever way, we would keep in touch and keep each other posted.

To be continued...
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Episode 16

~ Adannaya's POV ~

“I told you to cover me up yesterday right? Do you remember that?” Ada suddenly stood beside me.

“What about it?”

“He’s the guy that I told you yesterday. His name is Dike James.”

So, I’m not really in the mood. She destroyed my mood yesterday and I’m still so pissed at her today. it’s really amazing how she affected my emotions. Damn it!

“Just wanted to tell you that I’m borrowing your charger. I will give it back to you later on,” She said.

How dare she go away just like that? I caught her hand before she could go.
“What?” She asked.

“Where are you going?” I asked looking at her from head to toe once again.

“None of your business,” She said and I raised my eyebrows.

“Where are you going wearing a dress like this?” I asked.

“What exactly do you want?” She asked as she turned to me pulling her hand from my grip. She crossed her arms in front of her chest looking at me waiting for an answer.

“What do you mean by that?”

“The words that you said yesterday.”

“Nothing.”

“Okay,” She said turning her body again but before she could fully turn, I put her into my arms.

“I don’t know since when…but I just want more,” I said honestly as I was still hugging her.

“I am not one of those who will just leave you, Ada,” I said because that was the truth. it’s always been the other way around. People that I dated before left me.

“I came here not to borrow your charger but to apologize… sorry for being a little rude yesterday,” She said and I smiled. I released the hug and looked at her.
“Say it again.”

“I'm not repeating anything,” she said, shaking her head. I slowly leaned down my head towards her and she didn’t back away or try to hit me. I kissed her cheek and I patted her head.

“How about you accompany me to my office to drop some files? We could go eat lunch after that,” I asked and she nodded.

“You can go get ready upstairs, but please don’t wear this dress,” I said as I gestured to her dress.

“Okay,” she said and I walked to my door.

“Go,” I said and she nodded. But before she opened the door, I gave her my sandal so doesn’t have to be barefooted.

“Thanks,” she said and left.

I jumped into the shower and I swear I couldn’t help but to smile like an idi*t. I was just happy that she was willing to open up after one month of ups and down for me.

We were entering our five weeks and I can’t say if I was completely successful, but I did my best.

I walked out of the shower and got ready. I waited for a moment before going open because I knew girls always need more time to get ready than boys.
I texted her to tell me if she was ready. I took the papers that I needed to drop at the office and I kept them beside me, so I won’t forget them.

After 30 minutes of waiting, she texted me back· and I quickly put on my shoes and walked out of my apartment. I walked up to Ada’s floor.
Why is my heart beating so fast? Sudden oh boy.

I walked out from the staircase and was right in front of Ada's door. I pressed the doorbell, and the door opened revealing Nelo. She smiled widely at me.

“Hey, how are you?” She asked.

“I’m good and you?”

“I’m just busy with work. You are here to pick Ada, right? She asked and I nodded. She called Ada while I waited for her —standing near the door.

“Can you please put the cake inside the fridge?”

When Ada walked towards me, it felt like a slow motion. She was wearing denim jeans with a white shirt that look is like every guy's fantasy.

“You are drilling,” Nelo said in a small tone. I closed my mouth and try to look away.

“Let’s go.” I turned to Ada and nodded. Nelo gave me a big smirk. She gave me a kissy face behind Ada. I looked at her in disbelief and she winked at me.

“Have fun,” she teased.

“Bye,” Ada said and I waved at her.

We walked towards the staircase and my eyes couldn’t stop looking at her because damn… Earlier, it was a grey tight dress, and now, a white shirt and jeans.

“Is that the file?”

“Yes,” I said as we walked down the stairs.

“Your drawing?” She asked and I nodded.

“What do you want to eat for lunch?” I asked

“Do you have something in mind?” She asked me back.

“Fried rice and salad. Do you like it?” I asked as I turned to her.

“Yes,” She answered and at the same time, we arrived at the parking lot. We walked together to the car. I put on my seat belt and she put on hers. started my car and drove towards my office.

“Do you mind coming with me to my office?” I asked.

“Okay.”

“If you are uncomfortable, you can wait in the car,” I said but I was hoping that she comes because I wanted to show her my office.

“Can I see your drawings?” She asked and that made me smile.

“You will fall in love with it, better watch out.”

“We will see about that.”

~ Ckay's POV ~

When I stepped into the office, everyone’s eyes were on Ada. I don’t blame them because Ada is beautiful and the fact that she was wearing a white shirt and jeans adds up everything. I felt her trying to get close to me when she saw everybody looking at her. I held her hand and walked towards Paul’s office to hand him my work.

“Hey buddy, you brought someone,” Paul said when he saw Ada.
Ada, this is my best friend, Paul. Paul, this is Ada.”

Paul smiled and put his hand in front of her. She shook it and she just smiled.

“Nice to meet you, Ada. Thanks for this,” Paul said as he gestured to my papers.

“Ckay, can we talk for a minute?” I turned to Ken who was waving his hand at me. I nodded and I turned to Ada.

“Is it okay if I leave you for a couple of minutes? You can sit at my office and wait for me.” I suggested.

“Or maybe stay in my office,” I turned to Paul who appeared out of nowhere.

“No, ” I glared at Paul.

“Don’t mind him. You are coming with me,” I said and we walked together towards Ken.

“Ckay, you brought your girlfriend,” he said and I just gestured to him not to talk. I turned to Ada for a second to make sure that she was okay.

“About the future projects that are coming up, they want you to have the meeting in Uyo. Who do you want to send? or maybe you want to go?” he asked as he gave me the file about the details of the future projects.

I looked at the date and turned to Ada.

“I will send Dave and Louis,” I said.

“Uhmm…I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Ken said and I raised my eyebrows.

“Why not?”

“Dave and Louis will cause World W@r 3,” Ken said and I chuckled.

“It’s okay. He has to learn to consider other people. Just send them both, and please handle things when I’m not here today. I have some important things to do,” I said, gesturing to Ada.

“Ok. Nice to meet you, Ada,” Ken said

“Uhmm. Nice to meet you too,” Ada said awkwardly. I smiled at Ken and gave him a small hug before going.

“Ready to eat?” I asked Ada.

“I want to see your work,” she said and we stopped walking. I smiled at her and brought her to my office room. There was a big table to present my work, and I let her stand beside it while I was taking some of my work out. I put it on the table and open the papers, letting her see my drawings.

Her eyes widened and she began to see one by one. She didn't say anything but her eyes just told everything.

“It's beautiful,” she said in a small tone.

“Thank you,” I said and she suddenly took one big piece of paper putting it on the top.

“This house… it’s so beautiful,” she said as she puts her finger on it.

“Yeah, it is,” I said and she nodded.

“You love it? Do you want to see the real-life work?” I asked and she looked up at me nodding.

“Let’s have lunch and see that house. How about that?” I asked.

“Okay,” She said and she took out her phone to take a picture of it.

“Let’s go,” she said and I put my hand out in front of her. She looked at it for a second, and she slowly gave her hand to me. I smiled and we walked out of my office together.

“Are you nervous seeing new people?” I asked.

“Yes, I’m not good at socializing,” she answered and I patted her arm.

“Let’s go eat pizza,” I said and she nodded.

We got into the car and drove a few blocks from there. I parked my car and we got out. We entered the restaurant and I could see that she was happy to go there.

There weren't a lot of people there because it was already 2:00 PM, so it was comfortable for she and I to just sit wherever we wanted.

“What do you usually eat?”

“Grills or pizza. They are the best,” she said and I chuckled seeing her looking at the menu excitingly.

“You can choose and I will trust you since you are half Igbo.

“Stop saying that. it’s weird.”

“What?”

“The half-Igbo thing,” she said and I smiled. I put my elbows on the table and rested my head on my head looking at her.

“I’m not comfortable with you looking at me like that,” he said.

“Why? you are hot,” I said and her eyes widened.

“Stop.”

“You are beautiful and your outfits add everything up,” I said.

“I’m not wearing revealing clothes, okay? Stop acting like I’m naked or something.”

“Hey, let me tell you…white shirts and jeans are guy's wildest dream. We, men, love to see women in this,” I said gesturing to her.

“You are weird.”

“You don’t believe me, huh?”

“I don’t, because you have weird eyes and taste,” she said.

“Really? What should I do to make you believe?”

“Nothing and you can't..,”

“Really? What if I say that… I really want to kiss you ever since you showed up with that,” I said and she looked at me completely speechless.

“You believe me now? I asked and she just ignored me.

The food came and we started to grill the meat ourselves. She looked so happy seeing the meats being grilled and she ordered herself a can of soft drink.

“What's your plan for today? Work? I asked.

“No..just want to chill. You?”

“Me too. Let’s chill together. I said and she shook her head.

“No. Not a great idea.”

“Come on, stop pushing me away,” I said with a little p!ssed tone.

“How can I not?”

“What? Is it because of what I said yesterday? I asked and she just made herself busy by eating.

God help me find a way to get this girl with me tonight.

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Episode 5

As days went by, I began to get more inclined toward campus life. Indeed, it was a different phase of life.

You would see several kinds of characters, the wannabee politicians, those comrades always on suits and corporate wear, even under the scorching sun. Always addressing students and feeding them with those ‘acquire to aspire' blah blah blah.

How about the city guys? You would see them powl fresh students-congested areas, they have a mission and they will do anything to get that girl’s number and everything that comes after it.

There were also prayer warriors who turned every building into a fellowship center.
Mehnn, so many kinds of people on campus. The business-minded students, the photo freaks, then the non-academic students; a few sporadic appearances on some days.

The list is plenty

*

The next day in class, I couldn’t meet up early, so I sat in the back seat. We were over a hundred, and not just my department alone, other departments under my faculty were also learning upstairs at Sosc extension.
We waited patiently for the professor to come to class and lecture us. I was beside two of my male coursemates, Chris and Ifenna.

The lecture hall was so noisy and bubbled with students trooping in and outside.
Chris and Ifenna were both having a serious argument about which department has the most beautiful girl in our faculty (School of Biological Sciences). Chris said it was Biotechnology, but Ifenna insisted it was our department, Microbiology.

While they were busy arguing, a young man in a black suit walked into our hall alongside our rugged class rep, Emmanuel, who always dressed like a ghetto boy. Sometimes I wondered why he was even made a class rep in the first place.

“Please, let’s have it silent,” Emmanuel announced when he got to the front with the young man, who had a small black bag with him.

“Who is this one?” Ifenna asked a rhetorical question.

“Please, we have a man of God before us. He wants to share some words with us. Let’s give him an audience,” Emmanuel announced.

Silence.

The man dropped his bag at a corner and brought out a sizeable Bible. He then made a step forward, coughed, and cleared his throat, and then he began:

“Greetings, my beloved brethren. It’s a pleasure to stand before you all. I’m sure none of you have seen me before, and this is also my first time being in this class. I graduated from this school four years ago and I can tell you for sure it wasn’t easy, but God saw me through.

He continued: “For sure, alone you can fail, but with God you are unstoppable. I was once, like you, a fresher, when I came into the campus. I knew the challenges I faced and the things I did that I wasn’t supposed to do, not until I found God and he changed everything about my life. This is not a sermon to scare you, but knowing God is a beautiful thing, and I would advise every one of you to be prayerful and hold on to your maker, for he is the author and finisher of your faith.”

The young man went on and kept preaching a heart-touching sermon that got everyone’s attention. His preaching was very sound as he kept backing it up with stories and references, unlike those random and boring sermons we hear daily. He was eloquent as well and I loved the way he spoke.

Not quite long. The atmosphere changed as he began to charge in prayer. He prayed in tongues, sweating, and went round.

I noticed a few students fell under the anointing. The lecture hall was calm except for his voice and that of a few students who joined him in prayers.
He went on to pray for us, after which he did a bit of motivational talk, and I must confess he was good at it. He really got our attention with his eloquent speech and I was so impressed by his command of the English Language.

But something happened, all of a sudden, he pointed towards the back seats.

“You over there?”

Almost everyone turned and looked to see who he was pointing at.

“Yes, you wearing a white shirt."

My heartbeat paused and it was at that point I knew he was pointing at me. I felt like Tupac, (All eyes on me).

“You mean me?” I pointed at myself.

“Yes,” he nodded his head.

“Young man, I see a lot of potential in you. You are going to be great, but you need to be very prayerful at all times or else…”

“Thank you, sir,” I mumbled, feeling uneasy and shy. Then I looked up and just then I sighted Jessy. She was staring at me.

Why was she even staring? I guess she was sitting beside Cynthia, but I didn’t see Cynthia.

*

After the class that day, one girl walked up to where I was sitting, relaxing in the back seat.

“Hi, my name is Benita but most of my friends call me Benny.”

“Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Franklin. What department?”

“Biotechnology and you?” She asked.

“Microbiology, I answered.”

As I said, four departments were learning together in one lecture hall. Microbiology, Biotechnology, Biochemistry, and Biology departments, all from the School of Biological Sciences.

She sat on the empty seat beside me and I kept wondering why she came to meet me.

“See, I have heard a lot about you. I heard you are intelligent. Even this pastor confirmed you’re a great person,” Benita began to blow my trumpet right before me.

“Hmm? What if the pastor was just hyping without clear vision?”

“How can you say that? Didn’t you see how people were falling while he was praying? Do you think it’s all men of God who possess such power?” I believe in him, and I’m sure he is a real man of God.” She sounded convincingly.

“Well, I’m not doubting his prophecy. I’m actually an average student. Although, I always do my best to read ahead of the lecturers and that doesn’t make me intelligent. Some of my friends think I will run ma.d soon if I don’t slow down the way I read these days."

We both giggled.

“Wow, take it easy, Franklin. You know this is a university, you know there’s nothing like first position and all competition,” she jokingly said and we laughed.

Benita and I talked for a few minutes, and then one thing led to another, and we exchanged contacts. The connection was quick. The babe doesn’t look bad anyway. She was a black beauty with an endowed backside. Even when she left, I could perceive her cologne and she smelled really good.

*

Later in the evening, when I was home, I called Cynthia, but she didn’t pick up on the first ring. Then I called her again before she eventually answered her call.

“Hello Cynthia, how are you?”

“Fine,” she replied lamely and kept mute. The one-word response showed she was still angry or something.

“You don’t sound happy. Hope all is well?”

“Sure, everything is fine.”

“OK, if you say so.”

“Yeah.”

“I didn’t see you in school today.”

“Well, I came, but left before the class ended.”

“It’s alright. That was why I called because I didn’t see you. So, I decided to be sure everything was fine.”

“Thank you for checking up, Frank. I’m fine.”

I waited to hear if she would say anything concerning the Mth101 tutorial we once discussed. It was on a Friday and we could have it the next day, but Cynthia seemed not really interested in furthering the conversation.

On the other hand, I didn’t even want to talk about it, so she wouldn’t think I was desperate to see her. After all, she was the one who needed it and not me, I said to myself.

“OK, then. I’ll see you in school on Monday,” I said after a few seconds of silence.

“Okay, Take ca..,” She didn’t get to finish up before my airtime got exhausted.

Damn, that was a poor and boring conversation and it didn’t brighten my evening like I had thought. So, I decided to stroll out to the street to see some of my friends.

I had just locked the lodge gate and moved a little bit when someone shouted my name from afar. When I turned, lo and behold, Benita was coming out from a lodge just adjacent to ours. She wore a Jean bum short with a red armless.

Ebony beauty. That’s exactly what she was.

“Frank, how are you?" She greeted, stretching out her right hand like a boy would do. I did shake her hand while she smiled.

“I’m fine. Do you stay around here?”

“Yes, that’s my lodge over there. She pointed at a blue-painted house.

“Okay, that’s fine.”

“I saw you earlier today around Sunic. I was calling you but you didn’t answer.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I think I had my earphones on then, so I didn’t hear you.”

“It’s fine. You are forgiven.”

“Thank you.”

The next thing she said was, “I’m hungry, let’s go inside your lodge and get something to eat.”

“I’m not sure if I have any food.”

“Not even noodles?” she queried.

Deep down, I was like, who sent this girl to me? How could she be telling me she was hungry when I barely knew her? I mean, we just met recently.
But I didn’t want to sound stingy, or perhaps look poor before her, first impression they say matters. So, I told her I’ve got some noodles left in the carton.

We went inside. I got to where I kept the carton of Indomie noodles, It was just remaining 6, so I picked two. I turned to hand her over the noodles, but Benita was already sitting on my bed, pressing her phone.

As I moved closer to the bed, my gaze fell on her fresh laps. The bum shorts barely covered her melanin-popping laps.
I quickly averted my eyes.

Potential child, thou shall not be tempted, I reminded myself.

“Take your noodles, go and cook it.” I handed her the two packs and pointed towards the kitchen. “There is also egg if you wish.”

Benita didn’t answer, neither did she stand up. She kept the noodles by her side and continued with her phone.

“It seems you are not hungry again?”

“Come and see this funny movie I’m seeing on YouTube,” she shifted, and I sat beside her.

“It was one of those comic series.”

As I looked sideways, my eyes went down to her cleavage. I was lost in thoughts. Different pictures came into my head. She kept laughing and vibrating, and that made her breasts shake slowly. I smiled sheepishly. Benitathoughts I was smiling at what she was watching, and she brought her phone closer so I could view it better.

That single act made the side of her big breast touch my arms. I felt something like an electric shock and then a bulge in my shorts.

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Episode 15

~ Ckay's POV ~

One thing that I noticed about her was how beautiful she is when she laughs her ass off.

Now, my instincts changed towards her and it felt weird a little bit. It used to be wanting to know why she was acting cold and wanting to be her friend, but now I want to protect her at all costs. I don’t know what made me feel that but it just came to me.

“When I was little, I used to steal other people’s pencils because mine always got lost somewhere. My teacher told my dad about it and he literally bought me five boxes of pencils and an eraser. I used it all until I finished high school,” I said and she laughed.

“You were such a weird kid.”

“Well, I guess I am.” I shrugged and chuckled.

“My favorite food was pizza. I couldn’t live without it and I used to order pizza every day until my brother got diarrhea,” she said and I facepalmed.

“That’s crazy… pizza?”

“Extra cheese and pepperoni,” she said as she raised her index finger and I laughed.

“That explains the pizza that you ordered last time,” I said and she nodded. We both had a silent moment for a few seconds until she started another topic.

“How did you try to move on, Ckay?” she asked suddenly as she looked up to the sky trying to block the sunlight with her hand.

“It was not easy. Me and my brother were inseparable and it gave a really big hole inside my heart when he was gone. My parents and friends couldn’t help me with that, but I figured it out on my own. I can’t grieve all the time because I bet he doesn’t want to see me like that.” I answered as I looked blankly at the ground.

“I used to have someone besides my mom who knows me the best,” she sighed and I was so glad that she decided to open up to me.

“He left me at the same time as my mom passed away. It hit me double right away.” My hands turned into a fist. How dare he left her when she needed him the most?! What kind of person is he? I really want to know what his reason is and k!ll him after that.”

“That’s why it’s enough for me to open up with people because, at the end of the day, they’ll leave me. I have no luck with it.”

“Is he your boyfriend?” I asked.

“No..he was my best friend.”

“So, that’s why it’s not easy for you to open up with me, huh?”

“He approached me at first just like you. I mean I wasn’t this cold back then but I was not that friendly either to new people because I’m not the type of person who can socialize well. He promised things, he kept it and then he made me comfortable and then he left.”

“But why are you so nice to Fred?” I asked because I don’t like him.

“Fred helped me back then to go to the hospital when I got the news about my mom. He helped me to tell my teacher about my condition too.” I nodded understanding it but still doesn’t like Fred.

“Adannaya, a girl like you really deserves all the happiness in this world. Somehow after hearing your stories, all I want to do is to carry all your burdens and let you get the happiness that you should get. It’s not fair for you to carry all of it alone and seeing you always sad and losing hope really made me sad,” I said sincerely and she suddenly chuckled as she patted my thigh lightly.

“You shouldn’t meet me in the first place. You deserve to meet someone who can make you happy but you met a girl like me who tested your emotions,” she said and I turned to her smiling.

“Really?”

“One day, I will repay all your kindness, Ckay. I don’t know when but I know I will. If I do, just move on. One day, I will give you all the credit,” she said and I nodded.

“Good to know.”

“Maybe I’ll give you a big gift on your wedding day,” she smiled and I raised my eyebrows. My eyes landed on two eyelashes that fall out on her cheek. I leaned closer to her and tried to take it with my hand but ended up looking into her eyes. It went down to her hips too. That was tempting.

“Where is it?” She asked me to pop my bubbles and I quickly took it away. I sat straight and coughed awkwardly.

“Is it because you read a lot of novels that you edited?” I asked.

“Yeah…Maybe.”

“Well… I guess I have to find another way,” I smirked.
“I suggest you find another way because it will be dangerous for both of us.” She said in a serious tone.

“What's wrong with that?”

“You know why…We can’t go that way. She said and I quickly leaned to her until she laid down on the grass. Her eyes were wide open and I leaned to her slowly.

“You’ll leave me one day, I can guarantee that.” She said and my heart boiled.

“You don’t know me, Ada. You can’t judge me that fast when I’m the one who is always trying to know you. I’m not that guy who will suddenly leave you out of nowhere!” I busted angrily and I didn’t even know why I’m so damn mad.

“If you want more, I suggest you stop seeing me in the future. I can’t give you what you want, Ckay,” She said and I got up right away. I was so tired of hearing it.
I’m not that guy and I know that I’m capable of more than that. I found myself walking away from her. I need to calm myself or else I will punch someone in the face without any reason.



~ Adannaya's POV ~

If you think I will be on your side time, you’re wrong,” Nelo hissed coldly as she cut the chocolate cheesecake for me.

“What? I'm a romance novel writer and I know all the gestures that men are making these days,” I said as I took my fork completely— ready to dig in.

“I seriously want to hit your head with a rock,” she said as she pulled the cake away from me. I looked at her in disbelief.

“He likes you and what’s wrong with that?”
“I don’t like him.”

“That’s the biggest lie that I’ve ever heard in my life,” she said, looking at me completely to k!ll me.

“Why do you think I’m lying? I don’t have..,”

“You were dancing with him!!” she busted cutting me and I looked at her in disbelief.

“You were spying on me?”

“You were opening up to him and it’s good. Why are you avoiding it? He deserves better and I don’t have any feelings for him,” I said as I took the plate from her. I dug in right away after that.

“I know that feelings still need to grow but still..you care for him at some point. I know you are still the same, Adannaya.”

“I saw Dike, earlier,” I said and her eyes widened like it was going to pop up.

“Did he see you?”

“No.. I asked Ckay to cover me up.”

“Did Ckay ask anything?”

“No.”

“That’s the point!!!” She smacked the table, making me startled.

“Gosh…I swear that Ckay will be the best thing that will ever happen to you if you try to open up!” She said, pointing to me with a knife she used to cut the cake.

“Stop pointing me at that. I h@te it.” I hissed as I scooped the cake into my mouth.

“Besides…I don’t want to hurt Ckay earlier. He’s okay but…stepping up to the next level.. It’s a no-no,” I said and Nelo dropped her knife. She looked at me seriously and then sat down.

“I love you, Ada. I do and always do..so do your brother and your Dad. We love you and we can guarantee you that we will always be there for you, but time will never stop. We will have our own lives and the idea of you being alone in the future is something that we all can’t imagine, Ada.”

“We once had a meeting to arrange marriage with someone but your brother really tried to think of ways to be happy because being alone is not you and we don’t want to see you like this forever.” She said gesturing to my whole body.

“I’m so happy for you that you tried to open up to Ckay. He’s a great guy, you and I both know that. Listen…a guy like him is one in a million. If you let him ship, I bet you will regret it.” She said as she got up from her chair walking towards the fridge.

“Nelo, see relationship or love is a two ways things. It’s a big deal and please stop forcing me. You, Kings, and Dad. Let me be alone because I know I can and it’s better for me this way,” I said and Nelo walked back with a bottle of water.

“All I want you to do is give Ckay a chance. If something bad happens to you and Ckay, we will stop trying to set you up with people and we will stop forcing you to have someone.”

“Nelo…,”
“A chance. One chance is enough. A real one please.” Nelo said and I looked at my cake blankly and turned to Nelo again.

“I know where this will end, Nelo. Do you want to see me breaking down again?” I asked her and she nodded.

“You're such a b!tch,” I hissed coldly and she smirked. She suddenly got up again from her chair and pulled me into my room. She opened my closet and took out my favorite grey bodycon dress.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Strip,” she said and I looked at her annoyed.

“You sound just like him,” I said and her eyes widened. She squealed so loudly and I looked at her in disbelief.

“Stop!”

“Did he say strip to you once? Was it when you guys had sex?” she teased and I smacked her arm.

“What is it for?”

“Wear it!”

“No!”

“Wear it!”

“No! What are you doing? She’s attacking me by pulling my shirt and kicking my legs.

“Nelo!”

“Get in the fu*king dress!” She said and I glared at her. I obeyed her and she smirked at me big time. She grabbed my hand and dragged me out of my room.

She grabbed my phone and pushed me towards the door. She kicked me out of my own apartment.

“What just happened?” I said to myself and I tried to press the lock button but Nelo turned it off from the inside.

“Nelo! This is not funny!” I said as I banged on the door.

“Nelo!!!”

“Go to Ckay and apologize! Follow the backdoor!” She said from the inside.

“No!”

“Go or you can bang the door so hard until your hand hurt instead of going to Ckay.”

I sat down on the ground in front of my door waiting but Nelo was hella serious.
She locked me for one hour already and my phone was going to die and I was hungry. My phone was 3℅. So, I decided to call Ckay.

“Hello.”

“Where are you?” I asked right away.

“Hi… I'm good. How are you?” I raised my eyebrows when he answered weirdly.

“Ckay… Where are you?”

“Apartment,” he said flatly and I ended the call. I walked toward the back door. I found myself gradually walking down the stairs already, and soon I was standing in front of Ckay's apartment's door thinking whether I should open it by pressing the bell.

Suddenly, the door opened, revealing Ckay still in his pajamas.

“What are you doing?” His eyes went from head to toe.

“Where are you going?” He asked.

“I just want to say sorry for what happened yesterday,” I said and he looked at me confused.

“What? What happened yesterday?” He asked and that made me…shit! What should I answer?”

“Nothing,” I said and ready to go but he caught my hand. He pulled inside his apartment. He closed the don’t and looked at me again.

“Your dress…you are barefooted too. What are you trying to do?” He asked.

“Borrow a charger,” I said and he looked at me in disbelief.


~ Ckay's POV ~

I looked out the window drinking my water, trying to distract myself to not loom at Ada. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I kept repeating that because I was trying to calm my emotions down.


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Episode 4

Cynthia finally texted me on WhatsApp, introducing herself. I already saw her profile picture before the introduction, so I knew it was her. It was late at night around 11:00 PM.

She seemed to be the chatty type, just like myself. I prefer to chat to call. And I kinda of liked how she flowed with the conversation. I must confess she was a good conversationalist and that added to the attraction I had for her.

She asked why I was still up and I jokingly replied to her: "Only the rich sleep by this time."

She replied with one funny emoji. I went on to tell her that I'd start sleeping on time once I made it big, but till then I would stay up.

We were just having random conversations from one topic to another and I could tell she was enjoying it from her end. Her response was fast too.

"So, when are we going to have our first Mth101 tutorial?" She asked.

"Let me see, maybe by weekend."

"Okay, you mean something like Saturday or Sunday?"

"Yeah, I will keep you posted."

"Alright, she said."

Normally, I don’t joke with my Saturday. I love Saturdays a lot. It’s a day I used to do a lot of self-development stuff and also catch up with weekend matches. But with Cynthia, I was willing to sacrifice my Saturday if it meant to please her. I would sincerely do that just to get her attention.

She ended the long conversation by letting me know she wanted to sleep to meet up on time the next day.
We texted each other goodbye. I dropped my phone, feeling so much excited.

The following day, after lectures, our department had a short meeting under a mango tree, close to the Socs extension. We normally call that place our shrine. That was where we gathered each time we had any meeting or gathering of sorts.
Our course rep, Emmanuel was addressing some certain issues and our departmental Excos were also present to speak with us. I stood there doing the observing. I was the calm type. I never say much, but very observant of every damn thing going on.

I noticed one of the Excos, Daniel was trying to draw Cynthia's attention. I could see how he stared at her with lustful eyes and talked to her while our course rep was still addressing everyone. I knew he was up to something and I wasn’t just liking the way that guy was talking to Cynthia. I don’t even trust him.

What is even wrong with me?

Damn!

Cynthia wasn’t even my girlfriend yet, but there I was already feeling jealous. I think I’m being too forward with all these feelings and emotions. I cautioned myself.

The meeting lasted for about 30 minutes. Our departmental president dished several guidelines and advice we needed to follow as freshers in order not to miss our purpose in school.

So, after the meeting, I walked up to Cynthia just to say hi. And she told me she enjoyed my company last night and I was happy to hear that. I told her I enjoyed the conversation too. And she was blushing.

When I looked up, I saw Jessy heading towards our direction with a straight face.

She’s finally back, I said to myself.

"Babe, hwfa, I'm going home," Jessy announced when she came closer.

Our eyes suddenly met and she turned her face quickly. I didn’t even know what her problem was, but I didn’t care. I understood people are different, so I didn’t let her actions bother me. After all, I wasn’t after her. It was Cynthia that I needed her attention. So Jessy can go to he.ll if she wants.

"Alright Jessy, I’m coming," Cynthia answered.

While we walked slowly towards SEET roundabout, she was on her phone as usual. My mind was already home. I was very hungry at that moment and I couldn’t wait to get home and find something satisfying to eat.

Cynthia soon alerted me, "Hey look, seems someone is waving at you."

I looked towards the direction and it was Chido waving from inside a moving campus shuttle. I waved back at him with my hand demonstrating a phone call gesture, pointing at my ear and my mouth.

I turned and told Cynthia who Chido was to me.

"Oh, nice. That’s exactly what Jessy is to me, though I was her junior back then in secondary school," She explained.

"Franklin. Let’s see tomorrow," she said and hurriedly walked towards Jessy who was a distance away from us.

"Alright, Goodbye."

I walked down towards Microfinance Bank en route to Eziobodo.

Could this be Love? I Soloquized. Why can’t I even get this girl off my mind?

*

I walked back home under the scorching Futo sun. Almost everyone here believes that the sun is hotter around here, it hit differently. Too harsh for the skin.
I got to my apartment, took a cool shower, ate, and slept till late in the evening

When I picked up my phone to scroll through my WhatsApp to read some messages and check other social media apps, I noticed that Cynthia left a message for me on WhatsApp.

I texted her back and she happened to be online. Then we started texting. We talked generally about school, her family, and mine. What she ate, when she got home, and stuff like that.

I knew we were both enjoying the conversation, but my emotions were getting the best of me and it didn't take longer before I started confessing my love to her. I told her I loved her voice, her pretty face, her moderate boobs, her body shape, her k!lling charisma, and her charming smile.

Honestly, I was just capping carelessly while she kept mute.

Poor me, I continued.

"I know this might sound strange, Cynthia, but I really want us together. I want to be closer to you. Let’s have something together. I think I love you already."

"Please, can you just stop? She interrupted."

Silence.

"Like, seriously? Are you kidding me? How could you be talking about love so soon? I’m not sure I’m ready for this. I didn’t come to school for love. I want us to just face our studies. My parents are looking up to me to graduate with first class, or at least 2.1 I’m not interested, but we can just be friends."

"Don’t get me wrong. Our relationship can't bring about setbacks in our academics. We can even become reading partners. I promise our relationship won’t cause any harm. Please, just give me a chance, and let’s watch as everything blossoms."

"Frank, I didn’t expect this conversation and I don’t want to continue this talk. I don’t want to be in a relationship, not even this early."

She called me Frank for the first time, I noted.

"Alright, no wahala."

I was just downcast and stressed at the same time. I was sad because I didn’t get the positive reply I wanted to hear. My voice wasn't the same again because we were both using voice notes to communicate.

Maybe I should have listened to my inner voice which forewarned me not to make such a move. Well, I guess I was carried away by her sweet words and how fast she replied to my messages. I felt she was already into me and stuff.

Maybe I was wrong.

After a few minutes, I asked if we could meet at the school library the next day, but Cynthia didn’t reply.

Damn!

After a few seconds, I double-texted and she kept me unread. I felt so terrible and sad.

I lay on my bed and thought about where I got it all wrong. Was I wrong to have confessed my feelings? Maybe it was too early, or could it be that I wasn’t her type or something?

l was a good-looking guy and I always appeared simple and charming. I’m not sure it’s about my look.

Class or Status?

Yet, I wasn't going to slow down things until someone else asked her out. I know girls can be unpredictable. I might just end up being a friend forever. I wanted something different. I must go for what I want because I would regret and feel the pain if someone made that move before me, I said to myself.

It was 9:00 PM and sleep was far from my eyes.

Please, was I wrong to have done that?

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Episode 14


~ Ckay's POV ~

“Are you in a good mood or did you just get a new exciting project that will make us rich as fvck?” Dave asked and I gave him my flat face right away. Paul chuckled and Dave turned to him.

“What? Did something happen?” Dave asked curiously.

“Maybe he got laid yesterday,” Paul said and I glared at him hard.

“Really? Is she hot?” Dave asked me and I rolled my eyes.

We just finished our meeting and we were sitting in a restaurant for lunch. I ordered fish and chips when the two of them ordered too.

“I really need to get laid these days. I’m starting to get so lonely,” Dave said and I chuckled looking at him.

“Get a girlfriend then,” Paul said.

“Uh.. No, one-night stand is fine,” Dave said, and then after he excused himself to go to the toilet. I took out my phone to check my email when Paul suddenly kicked my leg.

“What?”

“Uhmm…isn't that Adannaya?” I turned my head to the window and saw Adannaya with the man from last Sunday. I raised my eyebrows seeing them together.

Adannaya laughed and even ate the Candy Fred gave to her.

My jaw literally dropped because how come she can be nice when she just met again with this guy? Is she going nuts? She so basically treated me like shit for weeks and that guy came out of nowhere around 5 days ago and she treated him like a friend already?

“You know…you can go if you want to because no matter how you try to make a laser out from your eyes… it won’t come out,” Paul commented and I turned my eyes back to him.

“Laser? Ha ha ha funny,” I said as I turned my attention back to my phone. I found myself looking at Adannaya's phone number and I put my phone number on the table upside down.

“One beer please!” I said shouting it loud enough for the waiter to hear it.

“Beer? You’re not a day thinker,” Dave said as he got back from the toilet.

“Just shut up,” I said looking at him and Dave looked at me confused.

“He had a good mood earlier and now why is he..?” Dave asked but Paul cut him by gesturing him to shut up.

“Seriously…do you have a girlfriend, now?” Dave asked me.

“No.”

“You act like you have a girlfriend dude. Chill, don’t think about work too much. We’re an architect and we have to chill.” Dave said as he patted my shoulder. I took my phone again and decided to dial Ada's phone number.

“Hello.”

“Where are you?” I asked right away.

“Uhmm…outside.”

“Who are you with?”

“Fred.”

Well, at least she was honest.

“Oh..the hug friend.”

“What are you two doing?”

“We met accidentally earlier and why do I have to answer all your questions? You’re acting like a jealous boyfriend now!” she hissed coldly.

“I can’t believe you easily opened up to him.”

“He’s my high school friend and why are you complaining the same thing again and again?” She said with an ‘I—will—kill—you' tone.

“Because it’s not fair.”

“Fair? What?”

“I tried to be friends with you for weeks and you gave me a lot of shit. Now, you met your friend again and you treated him normally!” I busted.

“Wow..you sound like a kid. Listen Kiddo, it’s up to me who I want to be nice with. What’s your problem?”

“Kiddo? Kiddo?” I repeated.

“You’re acting childish right now,” she said flatly.

“Whatever!” I ended the call and put down the phone.

I turned to Paul and Dave who were already looking at me weirdly. Dave raised his eyebrows and started to lean forward looking at me suspiciously.

“You have a girlfriend?”

“No.”

“Then what was that? You’re acting like a jealous boyfriend,” Dave said as he pointed his finger at me. I smacked it away and at the same time, the beer came with all of our food.

I drank the beer and let out a deep sigh.

“You were acting so possessive earlier. I wonder who the girl is? You never acted like this before… interesting.” Dave smirked.

“Shut it… he might k!ll you if you keep teasing him,” Paul said.

“What? He’s in love.. How can I not tease him?” My eyes widened when Dave said that.

“Love? She’s my friend.

“Well, you’re acting like a guy in love. Should I sing you the BTS song? Oh my my my….”

I glared at him hard, ready to throw him a glass of beer. He shut his mouth right away and he gestured for me to put down the glass.

“So..who's this mysterious girl?” Dave asked.

“Just shut up…,” I hissed.

I started to eat my food silently with my heart burning inside.
Suddenly, my phone rang, and it was Adannaya. I looked at it for a moment before picking it up.

“What?”

“Will you stop giving me that tone?!” She busted annoyed.

“What is it?” I asked nicely.

“I met Your parents at the bookstore and they wanted to early lunch together.” She said and I got up immediately.

“Pay for it…. You pissed me off earlier,” I said to Dave and walked out of the restaurant ignoring Dave as he kept calling my name constantly.

“Where are you?”

“Book store…the big one,” she said and I quickly crossed the street and walked one block.

“Where are you?” she asked.

“Almost there… I can see you.”

I saw her with my parents talking and thank God that Fred of guy was gone already.

“Mom.. Dad..,” I hugged them.

“You have a meeting near here?” my Dad asked.

“Nah.. Just hanging out with Dave and Paul.”

“Let’s have lunch together. Ada will join us,” my mom put her arm around her back and Ada smiled nodding. I looked at her boldly and she glared at me.

“Let’s go…I want to eat Chinese food,” my mom said.

“Let's go,” I said.


~ Adannaya's POV ~

We walked into a Chinese restaurant and sat at the corner of the room. We looked at the menu when suddenly someone called my name.

“Adanna.” I turned to see my cousin and I immediately got up from my chair.

“Nnaa, otegokwa (Bro, it’s been a long time)” I hugged him and let him go. I turned to Ckay and introduced my cousin, Divine. My mom’s big brother's son.

“Mr. and Mrs. Chris, this is my cousin, Divine. Divine, this is Ckay's parents, my friend.” I said and Divine shook all of their hands.

“Nice meeting you, Divine.”

“The feeling is mutual but I can’t stay here longer to chat with you guys. I have to go now.” He pointed at the rest of the group and I nodded.

“Ada, have fun and send my regards to your father,” he said in Igbo language and patted my back.

“Okay,” I said and he walked away. I sat down again and Ckay gave me a weird look.

“You can speak Igbo?”

“Her mother is Igbo, Ckay.” His mom said and he turned to her, nodding.

“So, you can relate well in Igbo?” He asked and I nodded.

“Wow…,”

“Yes,” I said.

“So, Ada, how’s your father? Hope he’s fine?” asked Ckay's father.

“He's fine. He’s just busy with work.”

“That man…still trying to distract himself with work,” Ckay's father said.

“How did you two and Ada meet earlier?” Ckay asked.

“She was with her friend talking and we walked out from a vintage store at the same time,” her mom answered and Ckay smirked.

“I heard you two often hang out these days,” his father said and I shook my head.

“We are, we’re getting closer these days. We’re best friends,” Ckay said and I glared at him weirdly. We had a fantastic lunch even though I didn’t talk much but it was fun to talk with Ckay and his parents.

After that, his parents left and I stood side by side with Ckay waving at his parents.

“You're going back to work?” I asked him.

“Yeah..how about you?”

“Going to stroll alone around the central park.”

“Want me to accompany you?” He asked and I turned to him shaking my head.

“Nah…I’ll skip work. Let’s go.” He said as he took my hand.

“How did you see me with Fred earlier?” I asked because it was a little creepy.

“I was in a restaurant with my friend when I saw you.”

“Okay,” I said.

“Don’t tell me that you’re going to hang out with that guy again in the future.” He said in a pissed tone.

“I'm not. Jeez. What’s with you?” I hissed.

“I don’t really like it when you’re being nice to others when you’re being so cold and pissy to me.”

“I'm not being nice to others,” I said as I pulled my hand from his grip.

“You are.”

“When?”

“Fred and the guy from earlier.”

“Divine is my cousin!” I looked at him angrily.

“Fred is my high school friend, Ckay. Stop being a pain in my ass!” I glared at him. He walked away first and I really wanted to smack his head so bad. I continued to walk behind Ckay when my eyes landed on someone that I didn’t want to see again. He was just 20 meters in front of us and my body froze. My heart was beating crazily.

“Ada?” I turned to Ckay who was calling me but I shook my head slowly.

“Is everything okay?” Ckay asked as he walked back to me. My eyes were stuck looking at the man who was currently walking this way.

“Cover me. Please, cover me,” I said to Ckay and he quickly covered me up by pretending to kiss me.

He put his head so close to me that I could hear and feel his breathing. Ckay slowly hugged me, hiding me fully with his tall and built body.

“You okay? Is there something that you don’t want to see?” Ckay asked, whispering.

“Yeah,” I answered.

“Are you hiding another secret?”

“I always have a secret,” I answered and Ckay stood up straight again. I looked around to see if it was clear to go or not.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Ckay asked and I nodded.

“Let’s go.” He took my hand we both continued to walk again.

“Who are you avoiding?”

“I don’t want to talk about it now,” I answered because I'm still trying to recover from what happened earlier.

“Okay, fine.”

“So, why were you planning to stroll Central Park alone? Shouldn’t you be with someone so you won’t be lonely?”

“I love strolling alone. It gives me an idea. I need healing time. That’s all,” I said. We almost arrived at Central Park and Ckay pulled me into a café to buy a drink. He asked me if I wanted to drink and I ordered a Smirnoff.

“Here you go..,” Ckay said as he gave me my drink. We walked out of the café again and Ckay took my hands again.

We have been holding hands since earlier and let it go just to buy drinks. I tried to let it go a few times but Ckay held it tightly.

“I always wonder why I always fall into having a relationship,” Ckay started to talk.

“Either being cheated on or…I’m not good enough. It was never on my part. I always try to step back by making them happy even though I don’t really like what I’m doing.” He sighed and I led him to sit on a bench.

“I might not be good at love or relationship but one thing I know is that love is two ways. You can’t keep giving them what they want. There’s give and take. It’s an unwritten rule in a relationship,” I said and sipped my drink.

“You know… I'm starting to get comfy with you which is not a good sign from my side.”

“You better don’t get comfy!” I hissed and he chuckled.

“Thanks for the reminder.”



~ Ckay's POV ~

It’s weird that now Ada and I can laugh with each other without me being worried about her k!lling me.

We were both relaxing in a central park, sitting on the grass talking and even joking about things that we saw. I was going to ask her about the secret but thought it wise to let the sleeping dog lie.

To be continued…
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Episode 13

~ Clay’s POV ~

Ada and I walked towards the dance floor and when we arrived there, we stood facing each other. I put my hand in front of her right hand and she took it. She put her right hand on my left hand. I slowly slipped my arm to her waist and she put her other hand on my chest.

We looked at each other and she started the first step.

“I was going back from school when I found out that my mom passed away,” she started and I was expecting that she will try to open up to me.

“My brother called me to come to the hospital quickly and of course, I rushed to the hospital as quickly as I could,” she started to choke a little bit.

“When I got there…she was already dead.”

“I’m sorry,” I said and she sighed.

“I wasn’t ready to let her go at that time. She was supposed to send me off to London to pursue my degree but I was the one who sent her off.”

I patted her back lightly and she closed her eyes trying to hold back her tears.

“My life has changed ever since. She promised a lot of things but she couldn’t even keep it. That was my breakdown point.”

Silence.

“I started to shut people out of my life because I don’t want to experience the same loss again. It’s like suddenly I h@ted everyone. I locked myself in my room for two weeks crying non-stop hoping that my mom would come back but she didn’t.”

“When she was gone, I felt like half of my soul went away with her. I thought about committing suicide a few times but I always failed,” My heart crunched hearing that.

“My Dad and brother were so concerned about me. They always try to be there 24 hours but that didn’t make me any better. I still miss my mom and I still can’t accept that she’s not there anymore,” she said choking a few times but she managed not to cry.

She’s really a strong girl and I knew that.

“It’s okay to cry, it’s okay to be m@d, and it’s okay to be lonely sometimes but it’s been 7 years, Ada. Don’t you want to move on?” I asked and she looked up at me.

“I…I don’t want people to come and go in my life. I can’t handle that,” she said truthfully.

“I won’t. I won't go away from your life,” I said and she laughed dryly.

“As much as I want to believe that… I can’t,” she said and let my hands go.

She was going to go back but I stopped her. I took out her necklace that I kept all this time. She gasped looking at it and I put it on her neck. She looked at it and I smiled.

“Your mom must be so happy and proud to have a daughter like you. You’re beautiful, smart, and kind at heart even though sometimes you’re cold like ice. She knows how you feel inside and out and she’s still here in your heart,” I said as I pointed at her heart.

“Moving on doesn’t mean forgetting about your mom or erasing her from your memory. Moving on means moving forward with that memory, but with a new start. I don’t know the old Ada but I know she’s still there. You deserve to be happy, Ada. I might not guarantee that the world will always give you a beautiful road but you have people who love and will always have your back.” I said sincerely and she looked up to me.

“Your brother and your Dad always want you to change and get the happiness that you deserve. They love you so much that they want what’s best for you.”

“How about you?” she asked and I smiled.

“Would I be standing here in front of you still being patient if I don’t want you to be happy?” I asked and she chuckled.

It was the first time after meeting her that she gave me a big smile… a genuine smile.

“Are you sure that you’re going to give this to me? I might run away and not see you again after this.”

“I bet you can do that but I know you’re more than that, Ada.”

“Thanks for giving me this back. It means a lot,” she said and I saw that the waiter already brought us our food.

“Let’s eat,” I said as I put my hand in front of her. She took it and we walked to the table back together.

“Will I get the cold Ada again tomorrow?” I asked jokingly and she glared at me.

“Shit…okay. I was joking,” I said and she smiled in a split second.

“Nelo told me to be nice to you.”

“Wow… I think I need to thank Nelo next time,” I said.

“I have a question …,” I said remembering about the night that we met.

“On the day that we met, why did you come with your brother's check?” I asked and she raised her eyebrows before taking her knife and fork.

“How did you know?”

“I asked the bartender about you since you didn’t want to give me your name."

"My brother. He gave me that check to have fun since it was my birthday,” she said as she began to eat.

“Wow.. what a good brother,” I said sarcastically.

“He kinda is.. he asked me to get laid. My brother is silly and weird.”

“And you really did.”

“All thanks to you,” she smiled and I looked at her flatly.

“You’re welcome,” I said in a sarcastic tone.

~ Adannaya's POV ~

I was looking at the view when Ckay put his jacket on me. I left my jacket on the chair when he said he was going to show me the best view from the restaurant. He was rght, it’s beautiful and I couldn’t take my eyes away from it.

“Do you have any schedule tomorrow?” Ckay asked.

“No, why?”

“Wanna have lunch tomorrow?”

“Sure,” I answered.

“Now, I can’t stop thinking whether you’ll stay like this or be cold to me again.” He said in a careful tone and I smiled.

“You’ll see.”

“You know, I’m a guy who loves to plan my life. Like when will I get married or like when should I start to buy my own house. .. but I learned that planning my life isn’t that fun anymore. I just let it go with the flow.”

“Getting married huh?”

“Yeah. I want to get married, have kids, and travel the world with them.”

“Usually, men are not interested to settle down, what makes you want that?”

“My parents have always been my role model ever since I was a kid. They really show me how love can make you the happiest person in the world.”

“I see,” I nodded and he suddenly turned to me.

“How about you? Ever think about getting married?” he asked and I shook my head right away.

“No, I don’t think I’m capable of love either. I just don’t trust love even though I do need someone in my life because I always depend on someone at some point.”

“Well… I think I should.”

“Not that easy…besides getting married to someone means you have to be so so so in love with that person and then commit to it.” I sighed and turned my body fully to him.

“You will get someone one day because you really deserve it. I mean you can’t handle a girl like me at some point. So, you will get your girl,” I said as I patted his arm lightly and walked inside.

I took off Ckay's jacket and put it on his chair. I sat down again and drank my wine. My eyes landed on Ckay who was still standing on the balcony staring blankly at the view. I wonder what’s on his mind because he kept standing there for quite some time now.

Earlier…I decided to let my guard down for the first time and it’s not bad. Being the real Ada wasn’t that bad and opening up myself to Ckay was one of the biggest decisions that I’ve ever made.

Nine weeks left and I wish I can fast-forward time or go to the future to see what will happen to us both. I mean separation is indeed on the calendar, but how will I react to that?

Dealing with separation will crush me but somehow I want to live in this moment because he’s the first person in 7 years that really tried so hard to reach me. He came with a motive just to change me even though we started with a one-night stand.

“What are you thinking about?” Ckay pooped my bubbles of thoughts.

“Nothing…what about you? You were standing there for quite some time,” I asked.

“Nothing…just work.”

“Architect huh? Do you love your job?” I asked.

“Yeah, it’s always been my dream to design houses.”

“Why?”

“When I was little, my parents used to drop me at my uncle’s place. He’s an architect and his house is just fantastic. He always made me sit beside him when he’s drawing,” he chuckled as he looked at the candle in front of him.

“Not only that. After the house is done, he always brought me to see his real-life design. It was amazing and I wanted to be like him.”

“That’s amazing.”

“Yeah, here I am living my dreams,” I nodded and I sipped my wine.

“How about you? Living your life as an editor. I saw Ifenkili's books on your shelf the other day,” he said and I choked.

“Huh?” I asked and he gave me some tissues.

“Thanks,” I said and he looked at me waiting for my answer.

“Editor is fun. Reading people’s stories, it’s just amazing,” I said completely lying.

“Have you ever tried to write a book?” He asked and I shook my head.

“No, I don’t like it, how can I write a book?”

“Maybe you can, who knows…,” he smirked and I shook my head again. I took a really deep breath and let it out.

“What’s the old Ada like?” He suddenly asked and I turned to him completely surprised.

“Old Ada?”

“Before you changed into this cold...rude Ada,” he said and I glared at him coldly. I crossed my arms in front of my chest looking at him in disbelief.

“Why so curious?”

“Because I want to see that Ada.” That melted my heart. I don’t know why and I don’t really like it.

“I can’t even remember, that was 7 years ago,” I said honestly.

“Do you miss her?”

“Not really because people always use me for it.”

“Because you’re so kind, caring, and…,”

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Okay, fine.” He raised his hands letting me slip away from the topic.

“Should.. should we go home?” I asked because I was feeling tired already and showing Ckay this side of me made me a little uncomfortable and a little worried. I just want to be alone right now.

I got up from my seat and before I could fully stand up, someone called my name.

“Adannaya?” I turned my head to see Fred Emmanuel.

“Hey! How are you?”

Before Fred could hug me, Ckay pushed him a few steps away from me.
“What the h*ll!” Fred pushed Ckay’s hand away and glared at him.

“It’s okay, Ckay,” I said and Ckay turned to me raising his eyebrows.

“Who are you?” Ckay asked him in a really cold tone.

“I’m her friend.”

“Friend?” Ckay turned to me.

“High school friend,” I said to Ckay.

“How are you, Ada? It’s been eight years, I think,” Fred said as he tried to walk closer to me but I walked backward as he walked closer.

“Can I get a hug at least?” Fred asked and I nodded lightly. He gave me a tight hug and I felt a little uncomfortable. I saw Ckay looking at me coldly and he walked towards the cashier to pay for the meal.

“Okay.. uhmm, I need to go,” I said as I pushed Fred away.

“But we…,” Before he could finish his sentence, I quickly walked out of the restaurant. I looked around and he was nowhere to be found.

“Wow.. he got a hug,” he said sarcastically and I turned to see Ckay walking towards me with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“He’s my high school friend.”

“But he said he hadn’t seen you in eight years.. which means…,”

“Can you stop giving me that sarcastic tone? You’re treating me like you caught your girlfriend cheating.”

“Because it seems like it!” he hissed and I rolled my eyes.

To be continued...
Frank The Writer

Episode 3

I took her phone and entered my number.

"Thank you. Franklin, right? She asked.

"Yeah, Franklin, I nodded my head.

Cynthia left immediately. I stood there for some seconds perplexed by what just happened. She just made things easier for me, even though I knew she had a different motive for taking my number, but I will sure use that opportunity wisely.

So, I started heading down to Asia Eziobodo. I don’t really know where Cynthia stays, but my instincts told me she either lived in the hostel or somewhere around Umuchima because I haven’t seen her anywhere around Eziobodo and its environment.

Well, only time will tell.

On arriving at my lodge, the first person I bumped into was our lodge president. He was going around to collect money to buy fuel for the lodge generator so they could pump water. I gave him my own 100 naira and walked straight into my room.

There was no water in my room, so I waited for them to pay up and pump the water so I could take my bath.

I lay on my soft, comfortable bed playing Dream League on my phone. For the record, I live alone. I didn’t want a roommate yet. Maybe later in 200 level or so. Although I was broke as hell, the little money my dad gave me, I made sure to use it judiciously. I wasn’t the spending type. No girlfriend yet, just a crush. And even if we end up together, she is rich, I had assumed.

I usually judge people on their outward looks. Merely looking at someone, I would simply assume they are either rich or a church rat.

When finally they pumped the water, I went into the bathroom and had a cool shower after a very long day in school. The stress was really getting to show on my body. The scorching sun had turned my color into something else, but what can we do? Aluta continua. There is no going back.

After taking my bath, I remembered Cynthia had taken my number earlier in the day. I quickly turned on my data and rushed to my WhatsApp to see if she dropped me any message, but I was disappointed to see nothing.

Why didn’t you even ask for her number? Came a voice in my head. What was the need to ask for her number when she already took mine? I conflicted with thoughts in my head.

Then I kept the phone back and wore my casual wear. There were tons of assignments to be done, but there was no light and my phone was 30%

Moments later, I overheard a knock on my door. I kept mute to be sure it was my room. Then it came the second time.

"Yes, who is there?"

"It’s me, Chinelo."

"Chinelo."

"Yeah, your neighbor."

"OK, wait, I’m coming."

I buttoned my shirt and reached for the wooden door and unlocked it.

"Hi, please help me with your matchbox or lighter," she requested politely.

"OK, I’m coming, I said and walked back while the door was wide ajar.

I returned with a matchbox and handed it to her.

"Thank you, she said. I’ll return it," she added.

I just nodded my head and shut the door. This was something I was used to ever since I packed into that lodge. I noticed students love borrowing things a lot. They will borrow food stuff, ports, gas cylinder, parker, broom, and so on. They can even go as far as borrowing your clothes to impress people.

And oftentimes, when you lend out something, you will be the one begging for them to return it. And you might never get it back again. Too bad.

*

My phone rang and I quickly rushed to it, thinking it was Cynthia only to be disappointed when I swiped through the screen.

"Hwfa guy, you go still watch the match?"

That was Chido's voice.

"Bro, I’m not sure. I have Engine drawing assignments to submit tomorrow.

"Every time, you and assignment. Forget that thing. Las las, it won’t even count. So, don't stress yourself," he said and paused.

"Hmm, it seems you don’t know this out strict engine drawing lecturer, that man, fat no mercy oo," I told him, and we laughed over it.

"No, Wahala." He ended the call.

Chido was my classmate back then in secondary school. We met again at the university, but we ended up in different departments.

Did I forget to tell you my course of study all this while? Oh, sorry, forgive me. I was studying microbiology while Chido was studying mechanical engineering, but he was always around our lecture hall hunting after our departmental girls.

So, I ended up not going to see the match due to my assignments. It was on a Wednesday night, championships league was on.

I used my phone as a torch light while waiting for NEPA to restore light, but it didn’t happen until I slept off while doing the assignment.

*

The following day, I was in school before lecture time, I needed to sit in the front row because our lecture hall was always overpopulated. If you don’t get there on time, you might even stand at the back.

I was there at the front row, pressing my phone, going through our departmental group chats. It was always noisy that sometimes one wouldn't get the important messages. I needed to see what was going on.

"Franklin," I heard someone call from behind. It was a familiar voice and a feminine one at that.

I turned to behold Cynthia in her charming beauty.

"What’s up? You’re already here. How are you?" I started the conversation.

"I'm good, Yeah. I came early. I don’t like sitting at the back. You know this place is always crowded.

"Yeah, true."

"Sorry I didn’t text you again, it escaped my mind, but I will surely do that."

"Alright, there is no problem. She sat directly behind me while we waited for Prof. Alisa to come in and teach.

"Franklin, I'll really need your help in this Mth101. It’s giving me a hard time," she confessed.

"That’s not a problem, I can always make time for us to learn together, maybe after class or during free time," I said boldly, without stammering.

And that was how Cynthia and I eventually began to converse. She confessed that she naturally admires my intelligence, especially the fact that I was outspoken during classes.

Maybe I should also use this opportunity to tell her that I admire her beauty from afar. No, that would be too forward of me. So I just smiled at her compliments.

"How about your friend? She didn’t come today?" I asked.

"You mean Jessy? Oh, her mom is sick, so she went on to stay with her."

"Oh, so sorry about that."

"It’s fine. She’ll be back. I believe it’s not something serious."

"Not quite long, Prof. Alisa came in and we began to learn Chm101.

*

"Do you have a golden pen I could borrow?" She asked. I turned and I didn’t get what she meant by golden.

"I do have a pen, but it’s not golden," I replied.

"Ok, do you happen to have a silver pen I could borrow?" She asked the second time. I was still puzzled by her question.

"Sorry, I don’t have a silver pen, I said," somewhat sheepishly.

She laughed, almost loud enough, before she covered her mouth with her left hand, feeling embarrassed.

"So, tell me, what kind of pain do you have?"

"Oh, I have a blue Bic pen," I answered.

"You have just an ordinary Bic pen?"

"Yeah, I said," still confused.

"Ok, I think I will have to manage it, seeing that I forgot all my golden pens at home, she replied with a straight face.

I just smiled sheepishly while she took the pen from me.

The class lasted for an hour.

And when I got to know Cynthia better, it was always a little fuzzy for me to decode when she was joking and when she was being serious. She would always say stuff like —

"I'm a big girl. I do not feel like eating this crappy campus food, today, I’m craving for his exotic cuisine."

Mehnn, in my mind, it seemed like I had found someone who would always foot my bills.

To be continued...
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crystalmoon:
Nice
Accurately summarizes the life of an average male student

Thank you for engaging

exseJ:
Thanks for the story...can you break it into sections so we don't have to scroll and scroll.

You mean I should make it shorter?