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I feel so ashamed of myself right now, I shouldn't have just slapped him like that, I really do regret it" Hadijat complained to her cousin for the umpteenth time. She didn't get a reply from her just like before, Hadijat's anger fuelled up this time around and then she decided to switch off the tv in order to get her attention.

"And you had to switch off the Tv just when they were about to kill Jon Snow" Halimat spoke out at last.

"I am talking to you about something serious and you are talking thrash about a stupid movie" Hadijat snapped at her.

"Call my movie a stupid one again and watch as I sleep off right this minute" Halimat snapped back.

"Okay okay am sorry" Hadijat pleaded.

"Now tell me what is wrong with your father's father" Halimat asked jokingly but still kept a straight face.

"I slapped some dude today on campus" Hadijat replied her softly with a tone filled with regrets.

Halimat laughed for a while before replying her.

"But that's not the first and am sure it won't be the last time you will be slapping a guy" she joked.

"It's a different case now, I have never regretted slapping a dude" Hadijat

"How is it different then" Halimat replied after switching the Tv on.

"Maybe because they look cute or because they didn't try to fight back" Hadijat.

"They? I thought you said you slapped just one guy, why are you using they?" Halimat.

"I slapped one but it was two of them, I think they are brothers because they kinda look alike" She explained

"Brothers? They look alike? Describe them please" Halimat asked with a lot of interest this time around.

"Yeah, they might even be a set twin I guess" she replied

"A set of Twin ? I just hope you are not referring to Slimmy and Gentle" Halimat asked almost shouting

"I think I heard one of them call the name Slimmy" Hadijat.

"Oh my God, you have brought trouble upon us" Halimat screamed.

"Why, who are they" Hadijat said shivering and trembling.

"Don't ask questions, just pick few things you will be needing for the night, we are leaving this house right this minute" Halimat ordered.

Hadijat didn't bother asking further questions, she knew her cousin is not one that will blow things out of proportion, if she says trouble is coming then surely trouble is coming. They went into their respective room to park few of their clothes and toiletries, they met back at the lounge and were about to switch off the lights when they heard a knock on the door, Hadijat immediately ran behind a couch in the room while Halimat ran towards the kitchen, grabbed a table knife and then approached the door.

"Who is there" Halimat asked

"And why did it take you so long to come get the door" the voice replied from outside.

Halimat opened the door immediately after hearing the voice.

"Which one of you slapped Gentle earlier today" Rough asked as she walked in not bothering to look towards where Halimat was standing.

"It was me" Hadijat replied as she crawled out of where she was hiding.

The two other girls couldn't help but laugh their asses out.

"You'd better go and read every apology speech you can get hold of right now because you will be needing one tomorrow" Rough spoke out after trying so hard to stop herself from laughing.

"Who will I be apologising too"

"Who else? The guy you slapped now" Rough replied as she bounced towards her room in her tom boyish walking style.

"Rofiat does that mean we can sleep here peacefully tonight" Halimat screamed so as to make sure that Rough heard the question.

"Or else you guys have a party to attend" Rough replied.

"Can't she just say a simple yes" Halimat murmured and hissed while Hadijat just smiled.

Even though Rofiat is a few years older than her, she still doesn't want to admit that she should respect her, despite knowing how dangerous and deadly she is, Halimat still didn't have a string of fear for her because she was sure that Rofiat or Rough as she popularly is known can never do a thing to hurt her little sister. Rofiat and Halimat are the only children of their parents while their cousin Hadijat is the only child of Senator Adamu, her mother died while giving birth to her and her Father is more concerned about his political ambition which explains why Hadijat is such a spoilt brat, She spent most of her years growing up at Halimat and Rofiat's house in Kaduna. They had an awesome childhood together all three of them until when Rofiat first gained admission into the university and became really fierce, few years after Rofiat gained admission into the university, Halimat decided to attend the same university in order to see what really changed her sister, a year after that Hadijat also joined the both of them after a very long battle of trying for convince her dad who wanted her to go and school in the united states.




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"Make una come inside" Kong said as he ushered Rofiat and Hadijat inside the Arch Angel's mansion.

Rough walked in majestically while Hadijat just followed behind trembling at the faces she was seeing around, the house was filled with a lot of guys who were busy playing different types of games, some were seen smoking indian hemps, some were busy with their phones while some came to have a gist with Rofiat, Hadijat kept mute all through and kept her gaze fixed on the tv until Gentle walked in to join them in the sitting room.


"Rough da Rough, what's up na" Gentle said as he greeted Rofiat in their traditional arch angel's way.


"Am good brodaly, how you dey" Rofiat replied.

"I dey, So you know this woman" Gentle pointing towards Hadijat who was now standing on her feet.

"Am so sorry about yesterday, I really don't know what came over me. Please forgive me for just this one time and I promise never to cross your path again" Hadijat recited one of the lines she read on Internet yesterday after Rofiat told her to check for apology speech, it's really hilarious that she actually did surf the net for an apology speech.


"Apology not accepted" Said Slimmy as he walked into the sitting room clad in only a towel tied around his waist. Immediately he walked in, most of the guys hanging around in different corners of the large sitting room walked out one after the other.

Rofiat stood up immediately and kept her face to the ground knowing fully well that Slimmy doesn't take it lightly when a lady stares into his face directly, Hadijat on the other hand couldn't take her eyes off Slimmy's abs.


"Don't mind my brother, your apology is accepted" Gentle spoke after a long moment of silence.


"Rough" Slimmy called out.

"Yes boss" Rofiat replied.

"Who is she to you" He asked.

"My little cousin" she replied.

"Should I forgive her ?" Slimmy

"For my sake, please do boss" Rofiat.

"Rough da Rough" He said and smiled a for a while l "Okay I forgive her" he added.

"Thanks much boss, thanks so much Gentle" Rough said and signalled to Hadijat that they should start leaving.

"Leaving so soon?" Gentle asked.

"Yeah I have to drop her on campus for lectures very soon" Rofiat replied.

"Okay then, safe" Said Gentle to them as they walked out of the room.


"Kid bro, I think you like that little chick" Slimmy teased

"I have always told you I am your elder bro, I came out before you mennh" Gentle teased back.

"That's because I sent you on an errand to see what the world looks like bro" Slimmy teased again but Gentle just walked away smiling knowing fully well that if they continued, he wasn't going to ever win the argument about who is older between the both of them


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A New Creation - Chapter 2A

'Awww!' Hadijat gave a loud yawn as she sank into the three seater sofa and laid face flat. She buried her face into the throw pillow and began to murmur what sounded like a quick Thanksgiving prayer.

'Halimat!' Rofiat shouted as she flung open the door and bounced in. 'Halimat!' she shouted one more time.

She sat on the sofa by the left side and began to untie her shoe lace. She looked up while at it and saw Hadijat still in her prayer mood.

'You want to start a vigil in the morning?' She teased as she took off her shoe and relaxed back.

Hadijat sat up and let out a deep breath. 'Thank God it's all over' she said, breathing into her palms.

Rofiat glanced at her and smiled. 'You're indeed very lucky, the Slimmy I know would not let things go like that.'

Halimat walked into the lounge from behind just as Rofiat stood up. 'Oh! You're back. How did it go?' She asked, placing her hands on her waist, already switching herself to gist mode.

'Where you go since?' Rough answered Halimat with an irrelevant question, even when it was obvious that Halimat was coming out from her room.

'I went to check for something in class and I returned few minutes ago' she replied and joined Hadijat on the sofa.

'On Saturday? I was expecting to come here and find breakfast already prepared'

'I'll start preparing rice now, we have stew already' Halimat said.

'I can't wait' Rofiat said. She stood up and straightened up her clothes and picked her shoes up. She began to proceed towards her room. 'I'm going out now.'

'It won't take long, you know. The gas cooker heats up very fast' Halimat tried to convince her, standing up to go to the kitchen.

'Maybe I'll come back early' Rofiat said as she walked out of their sight.

She came back two minutes later, after adding more powder to her face and changing her shoes to a leather slippers. She was putting on her wristwatch and staring around the chairs, looking for something. She found it, her phone. She unlocked and swiped down to check the notifications.

'Hadijat' she called, still looking into the phone as she turned. 'Why didn't you bring my phone to me when it was ringing?' She asked but got no response.

'Mtcheew. It's even this funny boy' she muttered to herself as she deleted the notification and locked the screen. She turned back to the seat to see if anything was forgotten, none was. She turned back again and was about proceeding towards the door when she noticed that Hadijat was lost in thoughts and smiling sheepishly to herself. That explained the reason she didn't answer Rofiat's earlier question.

Rough walked closer and waved her hand across Hadijat's face, startling the girl. 'What the hell are you thinking about?' She asked, giving her a contorted look. 'I thought you were making Thanksgiving prayers some minutes ago.'

Halimat walked back into the lounge, drying her hands with a towel.

'Nothing,' Hadijat smiled and got up from her seat. She switched on the television socket and picked the remote before returning to her seat. Rough was still standing in the same position and staring at her awkwardly.

'You better watch your sister. She might be developing fever too' Rofiat warned Halimat playfully before walking out of the house.

'How did it go?' Halimat who was now seated asked, few seconds after Rough left.

'Fine, wonderful' Hadijat gave a quick glance at Halimat, flashing her teeth.

'Fine, wonderful?' Halimat repeated in a surprise tone.

'Yes, it was wonderful'

'Interesting... What made it so wonderful? I can't imagine how an apology session could turn around to be wonderful'

'They accepted our apologies' Hadijat stared back into Halimat's face, spreading out her hands and palms to add effects.

'Is that all that happened?' Hadijat raised her eyebrows.

'Yes' Halimat stressed and returned her gaze to the TV. She took the remote control by her side and increased the TV volume.

'And you guys did not stop anywhere else?' Halimat asked, half shouting now as the sound of the music video being aired now filled the air.

Hadijat picked the remote control again and reduced the volume. She stared at Halimat for her to repeat her question. 'Did you guys visit any other place?' Halimat repeated.

'No, we didn't. Why are you asking?'

'It's strange that you're looking so happy'

'Don't you want me to look happy?'

'No, not that. But I know you hate apologizing to guys, especially with your bad history of dishing out slaps to them. So I'm surprised that you're happy after this.'

Hadijat hissed briefly. 'The guys seem nice to me' she began, narrowing her eyes. 'Especially the slim one'

'Slimmy?'

'Yes' Hadijat rolled her eyes and licked her lips. 'You need to see his abs, his body perfectly defines the word sexy'

'You're silly' Halimat said and got up. 'So his abs are what makes him nice?' She asked without waiting for a reply and walked to the kitchen.

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**Three Weeks Ago**

'Damn!' OJ cursed and smashed the six inches block on the floor angrily. He got took out the wrap of weed from his mouth and let out a huge mold of smoke.

Two other guys were with him in the uncompleted building, each seated on the window at the perpendicular walls. Both of them also had wrap of weeds in their mouths and were dispensing huge quantities of the smoke to relief themselves of their grief.

'The Arch Angels have really dared us and we've got to show them the stuff we're made of' OJ said as he inhaled deeply. The silence continued for some minutes until a lanky guy came joined them.

'How far?' OJ said. All eyes turned to the new guy, one of those seated on the windows jumped down.

'The police have refused to release his body, not even to his parents' the guy replied.

'Hahaha' OJ gave a scornful laugh. 'Heads would roll, I swear' he threatened with a frown on his face and puffed out some smoke again. He moved back to the wall and erected another six inches block. He sat down and took another drag.

'Small, where were you guys when EL salam was dropped?' OJ directed his question to the guy seated on the window opposite him

'We were out of town to do the job for the Honorable,' Small replied. He came down from the window, his joint had been used up already. His name was a perfect description of himself, he had a very small stature and a small bald head. Except for his face, one could take him for a young teenager judging from his body alone.

OJ was of medium height, a rigid body and a dark skin. His body clearly displayed the several benefits of using the gym. His face was rough, he was not good at smiling. Even when he tried, he always got the person he was smiling to scared.

'You know they would not try such if we were together na,' Small added briefly.

OJ heaved a sigh. 'Baba would not like this at all. He's gonna be mad when he returns,' he said. Baba was the nick they used for the head of their cult, Screw, when conversing together. 'What're their names again?'

'Slimmy, Nazaretha and Kong' small answered him.

'Haha, I know them. It's okay, we shall see'

... To be continued

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A New Creation - Chapter 2B


**Present**

"OJ!" Screw hailed.

"Baba!" OJ hailed back, raising his fists in the air in salutation. Screw was seated on a thick leather sofa, the only one that could be seen there while OJ was standing at his front. There were leather benches arranged by the side of the walls while the sofa Screw was sitting on was in the middle. The arrangement made it obvious that the place was one of the meeting venues for the White Tigers. The walls were painted white but disfigured with several scary drawings such as skulls, skeletons, slaughtered human heads and so many others.

"I just keep getting angry when I catch a glimpse of those Arch Angel boys gallivanting everywhere" Screw said.

"Baba, you asked us to relax first and that's what we're doing. If not for what you said..." OJ paused and made a gesture with his hands, hitting his fists on his head softly to show that he was reading for a fight. "We should have sent those boys to hell"

"Yeah... I have a reason" Screw said calmly. With the way his face looked gentle and spoke calmly, one would never think that Screw could be the leader of the white tigers. Except for few people who were highly ranked tigers, other cult members had never seen his face, it was always veiled when he had a meeting with them. The only thing that didn't look gentle about him was his huge muscles, his body was like that of a weight lifter, a product of constant gyming and exercise. "I know that the Arch Angels are still celebrating their stupidity and that's what I want them to keep doing for now. My plan is not just to retaliate El Salam's death but to teach them a strong lesson and let them know who the Boss is"

"Baba, when should we start?" OJ asked, sounding impatient to begin the bloodshed.

"We have to plan. Call Coded and ask him where he is" Screw ordered.

OJ took out his phone and did as he was told. "He'll be here in three minutes time" he reported to Screw.

"Okay, let him come"

Coded walked into the lounge in three minutes time like he had told OJ. "Baba, your faithful boy is here" he saluted as he moved close to the Boss. He was the second in command to Baba. He was a slim guy like Slimmy of the Arch Angels but he was shorter and darker, he also had a round stern face.

"Coded" Screw hailed back. "The death that lives it's victim's spirit ever sorry to come across him"

"I'm loyal Baba" Coded said as gave OJ a handshake.

"You guys should shift the seats closer" Screw gestured with his hand. They obeyed and sat close to him, at his front.

"It's high time to take over this school, it's time to let the people know who is supreme" Screw began. "The Arch Angels dropped El Salam who was a committed tiger, they came looking for our trouble first. But I saw it as something more than a trouble seeking challenge, I saw it as an insult. You know why? They don't know who is the Boss yet, we've not established the fact that we are their fathers. And like I said to you both before, I'm not seeking just to revenge the death of El Salam, I want them to totally concede defeat. I want to render them helpless till they confess to the whole world that we are not their mates in this campus or anywhere else. That's the reason why I didn't ask you to retaliate El Salam's death immediately, I wanted to plan. Now we would do that first, we would avenge El Salam's death by taking one of their strongest or possibly their leader Host, that'll announce to them what they are in for. I have my plans on how we'll take them out one after the other, we'll go for their top members." Screw paused to look at their faces.

"Now I want to listen to the ideas that you people have"

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Slimmy threw the face towel on the bed as he walked into his brother's room. Gentle was lying on the bed, his knees raised and his phone placed on his chest, his eyes were wide open. Slimmy took a look at Gentle who didn't seem to notice he had entered. He turned back to the hanger and began to search through Gentle's clothes. He selected an Arsenal FC Jersey and shorts and dropped it on the bed, he began to take off the shirt he was putting on.

It was after Slimmy had finished changing into the Jersey that Gentle looked up. Slimmy was about to leave the room.

"Slimmy, what are you doing?" Gentle sat up looking surprised.

"What else?" Slimmy took a glance at him. "I'm borrowing my younger brother's Jersey"

"No o Slimmy, I want to put on that Jersey on the championship finals day" Gentle objected.

"Hehe, the same finals in which they would flog you blue black?" Slimmy gave a slight chuckle. He picked the trouser he had taken off from the floor and began to fold it.

"We cannot lose that match but even if we lose, at least we got to the finals this year, you guys didn't even qualify"

"It's better not to qualify at all than to be disgraced at the finals" Slimmy wrapped up and began to proceed to the door.

"Slimmy you go buy another Jersey ni o" Gentle shouted as it was obvious that his brother wasn't going to take it off.

"Wait" Slimmy paused at the door and turned back to face Gentle. "Are you not coming to play football?"

"No" Gentle answered and laid back.

"Okay, I should go?" Slimmy gestured by opening the door as if to walk out. He closed it back.

"Go now, or you need your elder brother to follow you to the field again?" Gentle teased.

Slimmy moved closer to the bed with a surprise look on his face, he couldn't believe that Gentle was allowing him put on his new and adored Jersey to the field. "Wait, what were you thinking when I was putting on Jersey that you didn't see me until I was done?"

"Nothing"

"Nothing? And you allowed me put on your favorite Jersey?"

"Wait" Gentle sat up again. "Why was it even this Jersey you chose? Why didn't you pick any of the old ones?"

"I didn't plan to pick it, I only wanted to disturb you and get you out of bed. I thought you would stand up and hustle for the Jersey when I selected it but you didn't even notice until I finished putting it on. Even after you noticed, you are not fighting for it like I expected you"

"Haha" Gentle laughed loudly. "So Na trouble you just wan find with the Jersey abi? You wanted me to force you to pull it?"

"Don't divert the matter jor, what were you thinking?" Slimmy placed a foot on the bed as he stared at his brother's face.

"Nothing" Gentle laid back again.

"Okay o, keep thinking nothing." Slimmy shrugged and turned back to the door. "Just be assured that the Jersey would be in pieces before I return" Slimmy said before closing the door.

"Heyy! Slimmy, don't try it o!" Gentle sat up and shouted in response to Slimmy's threat.

He took in a deep breath as he was left alone in the room again. He laid back on the bed. He couldn't just stop thinking about her, Hadijat. Her face had been popping into his mind all day, he wished he had taken her phone number. But there was no problem, he could always get in touch with her through Rough, her cousin. 

...to be continued

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"If our politicians always end up deceiving us, why then do we keep believing and voting for them over and over again, the former one was democracy for the people and they ended up giving democracy only to themselves and their families, the current one promised us change and the only change am seeing around is the constant travelling of our so called president" Nazaretha listed out his points during one of their numerous argument about politics.

"My friend stop wailing joor, how do you expect the current government to change everything that the previous government caused in the space of sixteen years, are you expecting them to perform some kind of magic or what" Kong countered

"if they can't fix it in a year then they won't be able to do it in four years" Nazaretha was about to counter back with more points but was distracted by the entrance of Slimmy into the living room, immediately he entered most of the guys wanted leave the room but he just signalled for them to stay and continue with whatever they were doing.

"You see this problems will always keep resurfacing as long as we are in a democratic world, I for one think that military should come and take over again"said Slimmy.

"Military?" everyone in the living room exclaimed, everyone except Gentle who had his headphones plugged into his ears and couldn't hear what they were all conversing, he was probably lost in thoughts also.

"Yes military, firstly you see in military regime it's only few set of people that have the ability to embezzle funds unlike democracy which every stupid dog that calls himself or herself a politician can chop the national cake anyhow. Secondly there will be orderliness and fear for power, imagine the case of that opposition governor that went as far as china to block the president's Mission over there, if to say na military regime na from airport to prison straight " Slimmy explained while they all watched and laughed at his suggestions and points.

"But Slimmy forget oo, That governor is the bravest yoruba man I have ever seen, he is braver than all your yoruba politicians put together" Nazaretha wanted to make his point but couldn't finish before Kong countered him "Guy abeg no talk am again, you think say our own politicians be like your own, you are just a wailer".

"And you are a bloody zombie living in the zoo" Nazaretha snapped at him but couldn't continue before Slimmy's phone rang, Slimmy signalled for them to be silent.

"Hello bossman......... Noo it's not like that bossman..... we didn't think you will be interested in such I minor issue...... but we..... but...... we......we.... okay .... okay bossman... we are very sorry"...."shit" he exclaimed after terminating the call. Everybody stopped what they were doing and starred at him.

"Out, out everyone" he shouted and almost immediately all of them rushed out. Gentle noticed the uneasiness and removed the headphones to know what was going on.

"Nazaretha and Kong stay back" Slimmy ordered. They both walked back to their seats and sat down, Gentle still couldn't understand what was going on.

"Host is in town" Slimmy said softly after a short period of time. Immediately he said that, they all were taken aback in fear as they all heard the news.
Host is the number one member of the Arch Angels on campus, ofcos he also has superiors outside campus, different Ex members of the Arch Angels when they were in the university but their rule in the cult is that you can only be an Ex member when you are dead so therefore all of them were still very much involved in the activities of the Arch angels even after becoming politicians, top bankers and many more. Host is popular for his heartlessness, wickedness and his unforgiving spirit, his philosophy is that if you Bleep up once then it must be treated regardless of who you are.

"And to top it all, he has heard about El salaam's dropping and he is very angry that we took matters into our own hands without consulting him" Slimmy contd

"But he wasn't around na" Kong replied in objection.

"Should I call his number and tell him you said that?" Slimmy asked Kong what he himself knew was a rhetorical question and as expected he got no reply from Kong.

"I saw this coming" Gentle spoke barely audibly.

"Trouble knocketh on our door and we knoweth not what we can do" Nazaretha spoke in his funny English but none of them had the balls to laugh, even Nazaretha didn't intend to be funny when he spoke like that, they were all aware of the kind of trouble Host is going to cause for them, the first unwritten rule in the arch angel's rulebook is 'The fear of Host is the beginning of wisdom'.....



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Three different lectures and she still wasn't as bored as she used to be after a long day at school, there is this drive pushing and giving her strengths but she herself doesn't know the source of the strength or the catalyst of the drive. She wondered if it was the fine weather, the calm breeze blowing from the trees beside their lecture hall in the stead of the scorchy heat of the sun that always dehydrate her days before, "that must be it, it's the fine weather " she concluded in her mind knowing perfectly well that she was just lying to herself, she very well knew she was only being excited about the thoughts of seeing the guys on her way to the car park just like she sees them whenever she waited for afternoon lectures, the thoughts of seeing Slimmy filled her heart with joy. She checked her phone to check the time and she saw it was already past four o'clock 'Yes' she said in her mind after the lecturer rounded up the class and exited.


Slowly, confidently and happily she embarked on her journey to the car park, she kept her gaze fixed on her phone as she always does so as not to miss a step or feel shy due to the starring from the guys that were always there with Slimmy. She was almost halfway there when she felt the awkward silence, gradually she raised her head and realised the spot was empty, it was strange for that spot to be totally empty, she reduced her speed further more to a snail's speed, looking around as if to see if they were hanging close by. There was still no sign of anyone let alone Slimmy around, sadness befell her because she had fantasised over and over about how she was going to say hello to them for the first time today, her catwalk and voice rehearsals were all wasted after all the stress. 'shit' she cussed under her breath.

"Looking for someone Miss Hadijat?" Gentle asked as he popped out of nowhere
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"Looking for someone Miss Hadijat?" Gentle asked as he popped out of nowhere.

"Oh!" She smiled and turned back. Gentle grabbed her hand and placed a light kiss on the back of her palm.

"Good afternoon, how are you doing today miss?" He asked, smiling. He had planned for the day already, he had studied her timetable from her department's board and found out her closing time. He also took time to find out where and how she parks her car and what time she comes for it.

He was neatly dressed in a pair of blue jean and white Polo shirt, a pair of white sneakers to match the clothes. He had everything he was going to say to her rehearsed and perfected.

"Good afternoon, I'm fine" Hadijat replied, still staring around to catch a glimpse of anyone else around.

"You seem to be waiting for someone" Gentle said, he turned back to check what she was staring at.

"Yes," she quickly acted along. "I was expecting a friend to join me" she added with a smile and turned back to Gentle after seeing that no one else was around.

He stood still and stared into her eyes, placing his hands on each side of her arms just below the shoulder. "You look beautiful today," he complimented, running his eyes down her body and her legs.

She was dressed in a pink blouse and a white skirt which stopped a little above her knees. Her black handbag hung on her shoulder. She had light makeup on.

"Thank you," she replied, trying to force a smile. She started walking slowly, making his hands fall off her body.

"So, how was lectures today?" Gentle began to walk with her.

"Fine, thanks" she answered less enthusiastically. "What about your brother?" She paused and glanced back at the point where the boys usually hung around.

"My brother is fine. And what about... ?" He wanted to ask about Rofiat but Hadijat cut in.

"Is he not coming today?" Her eyebrows raised as she asked.

"Who? My brother?"

"Yes, your twin" she confirmed.

"Is he not coming where?" He asked, wondering why she was asking about Slimmy.

"I thought you guys loved to hang around here?" She said and continued to walk.

"Yes, he's busy with some assignments" he answered.

"But is he still coming here today?" She persisted.

"I don't think so. Let's talk about something else" Gentle proposed, really desperate to change the topic.

"Slimmy is a student of what department?" She asked about Slimmy again as if she didn't hear his last statement.

He was getting surprised about her sudden interest in Slimmy who had wanted to kill her at the point she slapped him if not for his pleas. "Why don't you ask Slimmy your questions when you see him?" He voiced out.

She paused and glanced at his face, smiling. "I'm sorry, it's just that the way he talked that day was unusual" 

Gentle smiled back, happy that she apologized. "He talks like that, he's usually strict with everybody regardless of the gender" he said and they continued walking.

"It's okay" she said. They walked in silence till they got to the car park.  They stood behind the boot of her ash colour Camry pencil. The car was gift from her father on her eighteenth year birthday. She had long learnt how to drive before she was eighteen but since she wasn't up to the legal age, she was not allowed to own a car yet. Even when her father gave her the car at eighteen, eyebrows were raised and some people had told the father that as a girl, she was too young to start going around with a car but none could win the argument against the man as he was always ready to shower his money on his daughter, regardless of if she was getting spoilt by his actions or not. 

Gentle stylishly stretched his left hand towards her right hand and gripped her fingers gently. She glanced at his face, surprised at his gesture but he kept a smiling face. His smiles was annoying her but she still manage to reply him with a fake smile.

"Hadijat!" Someone called from behind as Gentle was about to start talking. Hadijat heaved a sigh of relief as she recognized Halimat's voice, at least she now had an excuse to leave Gentle. He released her fingers and they both turned to see the person calling.

"So since you left school, you've not gotten home yet. Thank God, I've not boarded a bike yet. We can go home together now' Halimat said  facing Hadijat. "Good after...noon" she turned to acknowledge the presence of the guy with her sister but the smile on her face gradually faded as she recognized Gentle.

"Good afternoon" Gentle replied, his voice clearly showed that he was not too happy about the disturbance.

"I think I should leave you guys since you're busy. I'll go home with a bike, Hadijat would meet me later" Halimat said and was about to walk away.

"I'd like to go now, I need to help her fix something" Hadijat dragged her back by the hand as she said to Gentle.

Gentle sighed. "Okay, may I get your digits then?" He asked, taking out his phone from his pocket. He swiped it open with the tip of his thumb.

She swallowed and stared at his face, his eyes showed his eagerness to start typing her number. She didn't want to make him feel embarrassed or regret pardoning her for slapping him, so she reluctantly called out the digits to him. Maybe he wouldn't be a bad friend anyway.

"Thank you, I'll give you a call later today" he said as he locked back the phone's screen and returned it into his pocket.

"Alright, bye" she said, expecting him to start leaving.

"Ermm... I'll like to watch you drive away first" he said with a smile, pocketing his two hands.

"Oh! That is nice of you" she flashed her teeth at him before turning to Halimat. "Let's go please"

They both turned to the other side and entered into the car while Gentle stepped away from behind the boot and watched the car reverse and turn. The car zoomed off after Hadijat waved him goodbye.

Gentle stood still and stared for about a minute, thinking of what of kind of girl she was. She must be a very inquisitive one, he thought , considering the manner at which she was asking about Slimmy just because of the way he talked to her. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, wondering what it would be like when she finally says yes to him and becomes his girlfriend. He'll do everything to keep her and make her happy. Protect her, treat her like a Queen and do anything to satisfy her.

He dipped his hands into his pocket and began to walk slowly away, humming a Nigerian love song tone as he went.

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Hadijat opened the door slowly, poking in her head first before the whole body. She closed the door and smiled at Halimat who was seated on the couch with her hands folded and a face expression of someone who was ready with a fight. She ignored her and began to proceed towards her room. They had not spoken any word to themselves in the car but she knew from Halimat's expression that she was up to something.

"What do you think you were doing with that guy?" Halimat finally sprang up with the topic Hadijat was wishing she wouldn't talk about.

Hadijat paused and turned. She rolled her eyes and head in a girlish manner, spreading her palms out as if to ask for the relevance of the question. "What was I doing with him?"

"Yes!" Halimat slammed. "That is not the kind of guy you're supposed to be moving with on campus"

"And who told you I was moving with him?" Hadijat scoffed. "He met me on my way back from school and was trying to engage me in a conversation"

"But you should have told him you were rushing home to do your assignments"

"Why should I do that?" She raised her eyebrows. "Why should I put away someone who's trying to strike a friendly conversation"

"Friendly conversation my foot!" She paused and gasped. "Friendly conversation with a notorious person?"

"Oh please Halimat. Don't let's talk about this again" Hadijat raised her palm and waved a finger to emphasize her point. "He wasn't even the one I wanted to see on that route"

"Oh!" Halimat's eyes widened. "So you have another special one you wanted to see"

"Please Halimat, I need to go rest" Hadijat said and walked away tiredly.

Halimat sat back on the couch, folding her arms. She rested back and crossed her feet. She knew her Hadijat was daring but she thought slapping guys was the height of it. She couldn't understand how she could be so daring to want to move with dangerous guys too. The madness must be stopped, she had to report Hadijat to Rofiat, the eldest amongst them.






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"Don't I have a choice to choose who I roll with on campus anymore" Hadijat said almost shouting.

"Yes you have lost that opportunity since you stopped using your sense to select who and who not to roll with" Rofiat replied in a much calmer tone than that of Hadijat's.

"But when you made the choice to join whatever and do whatever you did, nobody stopped you" Hadijat spoke again still on top of her voice.

"And that was because I had no one to curb me and I will never open my eyes and watch you my younger ones to thread on the same path that destroyed my life, one more word from you right there and I will teach you the lesson of your life" Rofiat roared and the whole house was filled with terror, she has never lost her cool with her sisters like this before. Halimat who was astonished at how angry Rofiat got just stayed silent as they both watched her pick up her car keys and left the house. It took Halimat some few more seconds before she could hear Hadijat sobbing.


"Am sorry" Halimat said softly to Hadijat after minutes of silence between them "We just don't want you to make any mistakes, you know you are like a sister to us" she paused as Hadijat raised her eyebrows after she mentioned the word Sister.

"So now am like a sister to you ?" Hadijat asked sarcastically. "Yes you are like a sister to us" Halimat replied her.

"Stop saying that already, you girls are my sisters, my only sisters" Hadijat said as she moved to the couch where Halimat was seating. "Am sorry sis, I shouldn't have argued with you and Rofiat because of some dude" she whispered into Halimat's ear as they hugged each other. "It's okay sister, it happens sometimes" Halimat whispered back. At that moment Hadijat phone beeped and she went to grab her phone and saw a whatsapp message popped in from a number that wasn't saved on her contact.

'hello beautiful' she read the message to herself barely audibly. She chose not to reply until she was sure about who sent the message, she clicked on the profile picture and after loading for some seconds, the picture finally popped out showing Gentle and Slimmy's faces, both standing closely at that same spot they used to chill at, her heart melted as she saw the smile on Slimmy's face in the picture, after lot of staring, she exited the picture and went to read the status message of the profile.

"My name is Gentle... but am not a Gentleman..." was the status message on the profile.

"Hey" she decided to reply the message after lots of considerations.

"How are you dearie, hope you got home on time" she read out again and was about to reply when Halimat called her from the kitchen. "Am good and I did,thanks but I have to go now, chat later" she scribbled and rushed to the kitchen.




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"Guy, guy give me my phone oo" Gentle shouted as he pursued Slimmy around the house.

"Give fire, you dey craze, you just believe say you fit just dey press your phone make you dey laugh alone abi" Slimmy protested as he keeps running haphazardly in the house trying to avoid being apprehended by his brother.

"Wetin concern you if I dey laugh now, na your mouth I dey carry laugh" Gentle

"Tell me who you dey chat with wey dey make you smile" Slimmy said. They kept on running after each other till they both got exhausted and Gentle decided to settle down on the sofa while Slimmy stood close to the door staying at alert in case Gentle wants to come for the phone, he kept on drawing different patterns to unlock the phone. He was about drawing the third pattern when Gentle rushed towards him and he also rushed towards the door which was flipped opened suddenly, it made Slimmy bump into the person at the door, he was angry at the person that just opened the door so suddenly, he turned around to see who it was and was shocked to see who was at the door. Gentle had stopped charging towards him earlier after seeing who was at the door, he just froze on his feet.

"Host" Slimmy stammered as he stared into the huge figure standing right in front of him, For some seconds, Host stood at the door and kept looking from Slimmy to Gentle and then back to Slimmy, he was looking at them with some sort of disappointment and disgust in his eyes.

"The white tigers are planning day and night about how to take over the campus and here you are, both of you playing hide and seek, such an exhibition of leadership attributes from the both of you" Said Host as he shoved Slimmy aside and walked into the living room majestically. "Where's everyone" he asked.

"They should be at our hangout" Slimmy replied.

"The leaders are playing hide and seek and their boys are hanging out when the enemies are planning their downfall day and night" Said Host emphasising the 'day and night '. He paused and looked around the house, he then walked slowly to the fridge and brought out a bottle of beer.

"Go and get everyone for an emergency meeting, and when I mean everyone, I mean your inner circus only, don't go and bring fu<k boys here if you are sure you don't want to pack dead bodies out of here at the end of the day" Host threatened but it's not actually a threat because sometimes ago when they were having a meeting, he shot at two guys who gave him wrong suggestions. One died immediately and one lost his right arm, no one has heard from him ever since he was dumped at an hospital far from the university, some even concluded that he was dead already.


Immediately he gave out the order, Slimmy and Gentle walked out of the house and went ahead to carry out his orders as swiftly as they could
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A New Creation - Chapter 4B

In a matter of few minutes, Slimmy, Gentle, Nazaretha, Kong and Fabio were assembled before Host in the living room. He kept a straight face as he waited for them to position themselves rightly. A moment of silence was observed for no definite reason.

Host looked up and stared at their faces, one after the other, looking them in the eyeball. His silence was beginning to make them feel uncomfortable. Whenever he was silent for so long like that, it means that someone or some people could be killed. And that was exactly what was on Host's mind. He wanted to vent his anger on one of them, that's why he was staring at each of them, looking for the one whose face would show as little as a glint of unseriousness or playfulness. But unluckily for him and luckily for them, they all had their faces down with all seriousness.

"What do you guys think you are doing?" He began to talk at last. All the guys heaved a sigh of relief, making the sigh only loud enough to themselves. "You initiated a fight and you're all resting? You think the white tigers wouldn't bounce back?"

He paused to look at their faces, one after the other again. There was no reply, neither was there any movement or sound from the boys. They were all determined not to do anything to aggravate his anger.

"Who led the boys to drop El Salam?" He asked. This time, his question got responses immediately from everyone of them except Slimmy. None of them had talked but only moved their gazes and fixed them on Slimmy.

"I did," Slimmy answered, in a low tones. His head still bowed.

"Why did you drop him? And why didn't you tell me you had an intention of doing something like that, even if the boy wronged you?" Host asked multiple questions.

Slimmy raised up his head a little, he caught a glimpse of Host's fiery eyeballs and quickly face down again. "I had no intention of... " he paused and cleared his throat softly. "We had no intention of wasting the guy, were only on a patrol when he walked into our way"

"What patrol?"

"We wanted to disrupt some tests going on in the faculty. We had no intention of dropping him but he claimed to be stubborn, so we had no choice"

"So why didn't you tell me after it happened?" Host barked.

"Host" Slimmy looked up a little and met Host's gaze. "We didn't think it was necessary to involve you in such petty matters"

"You call something that involves El Salam petty?" Host stared at them in surprise. "C'mon, El Salam is one of their major hitmen and dropping an hitman is not something petty. It is sure for them to make a counter attack."

There was another two minutes of silent stares and sighs. "What have we done to prepare for their counter attack?" Host barked again suddenly. "You guys are hanging around and jumping about like puppies, while the predators are plotting your death. Or don't you know you guys will be their main targets? We need to tighten up our house now. I think this is the right opportunity to finally take over this campus and put the white tigers where they belong; under our feet." He said and jumped to his feet.

"We'll return for a crucial meeting in thirty minutes time, consider yourself gone if I don't meet you here." Host said before storming out of the place.

The guys stared at each other silently, they knew better than to leave the venue for the meeting. When Host warns that he should meet you when he returns, he doesn't mean in thirty minutes when the meeting was supposed to start, he could return two minutes after he gave the word and melt out his punishment even though it wasn't time for the meeting.

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"Baba, I just got information that Host is around and he's having an inner circus meeting with his boys," OJ said to Screw as he walked into the dining area where Screw was seated.

"Welcome to him," Screw said with a scorn. Drawing some liquid from tube into the syringe. The upper part of his arm was already tightened to reveal the veins through which he would inject the liquid. OJ remained quiet for a while as watched his leader fix the syringe into the vein and inject the substance. Screw exhaled deeply after the contents of the syringe had been emptied into his arm. He covered the syringe needle and dropped it on the table.

He relaxed back into his seat, the sweat on his forehead multiplied rapidly. He took off his shirt and hung it on the chair arm, revealing his well built muscles and chest.

"Boss," OJ mentioned calmly, trying to figure out if his leader was now in the right mood to talk.

Screw sat up. "So Host is back?"

"Yes"

"And he's making plan with his boys?"

"Yes"

"That shouldn't be something of concern to us," Screw said as he got up to stretch. "We are not their mates. No matter how much cockroaches plan, they can never win the tigers in a battle." He said and began to walk away from the dining, towards a room. OJ followed slowly behind.

Even Host didn't believe his words, he knew that the Angels were hard to defeat but he had to talk tough. Also he had set some structures in place that'll help them defeat the Angels.

"I gave you the job of strengthening the juniors" Screw suddenly turned and said to OJ.

"Yes Baba, I've done that and I'm still doing it" he said. "The boys are ready to kill anybody killable, even if it's their mothers"

Screw chuckled at OJ's boldness. Not that he disbelieved OJ's ability to carry out the assignment but the thought of the boys killing ready to kill their mothers made him chuckle.

Screw turned back and continued walking, he got into the room and waited for OJ to enter before he closed it. The room wasn't really owned by anyone but was always been used by Screw, it was the room they hid hostages anytime they had one.

The bedroom was in disorder. There were clothes ; shirts, trousers and mostly ladies underwear; hanging around everywhere, on the TV, fan, mattress and even the window curtains. The clothes were for everybody but owned by nobody. There were metal weapons everywhere too, daggers, cutlasses, axe; several of them on the mattress and on the floor.

Screw walked to the clothes hanger and pushed aside some clothes hung there. He removed the pin from a paper pinned to the wall and took the paper, he stared into it for a while.

"We will use STT 103 for our first strike" he said still looking into the paper. OJ understood what he meant by the code and nodded in reply, muttering yes softly.

Screw carefully detached a little part from the paper and handed it over to OJ. "Our signature must be on every body we drop."

OJ collected the tiny piece and stared into it. "STT 103..." OJ muttered as he suddenly remembered something. He took a quick glance at Screw's face. The strategy Screw has asked them to use for the first attack would involve them doing it outside the campus and carrying their attack on the head of the group.

...to be continued

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