My Life On Campus… Part 23 (A Must Read)


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Should I answer his call or just let
him stay away
with his problems? I thought to
myself. I hung up
the call after ruminating deeply. I
quickened my
steps to my hall so I may at least
cook before I
sleep, the time was 7 : 15p.m.
I got to my hall to find everywhere
deserted. It
was a dead silence, so unusual,
especially in a
hall like mine that has an unrepentant
engagement with noise-making. I
cared less and
forged ahead to my room. At long
last, I arrived
my room.
I opened the door to another
surprise, Bayo. He
was comfortably lying down on my
bed listening
to music. I felt like strangling him
after all he has
caused me.
“Bayo, aiye e o ni da!” I yelled, which
means,
‘Bayo, your life won’t be successful!’
He stood up at me and questioned,
“Ahn Ahn,
ewo le pe?” which means, ‘Ahn Ahn,
why the
curse?’
“Do you know what you have made me
go
through today?” I yelled again. “Do
you know?”
“What’s it? What did you go through?”
He yelled
back at me. “You left me here waiting
for you.
You lied to go take your bath and off
you
disappeared.”
I moved closer to him, fixed my eyes
on him and
roared, “I own my life and I don’t owe
you an
explanation for my actions.”
“Yes, exactl.” He was about
completing his
statement when I shut him up.
“shush.” I sounded, placing my index
finger on
my lips and said after his silence,
“Get out!”
Bayo never hesitated, he picked up
his worn out
shoulder bag and exited my room.
I was partly happy because I had
Bayo off my
neck for the night and partly sad I
threw away
my key to freedom.
I removed my shirt, plugged the hot
plate and
placed a pot of water on it. Cooking
was not
allowed in the room in my school but
lazy boys
like me have no time to obey that
rule. I
switched on the fan and lay on my
bed to relax
for a while.
I and Adaobi sat together in my room
chatting.
We laughed so loud at every bit of
joke thrown. I
was so happy to have her around.
She was
radiant just as I last saw her. We
both sat on my
bed when she jumped up to dance for
me.
She twisted her waist as if it was
detached from
her body. Adaobi smiled all the while
she was
dancing. She stops at intervals to
certify if I was
still interested. I gladly was
engrossed in her
dancing styles, I sat back like a king
entertained
by his traditional dancers. My brain
was mislaid
immediately Adaobi made her
posterior take part
in the dancing.
She really didn’t help matters when
she came
closer, dancing backwards towards
me. My eyes
were watery, not for tears but from
incessant
and unwavering staring at her
vibrating stern. I
was almost touching her behind when
she
unknowingly turned around. I swiftly
transferred
the offensive hand to my head,
scratching it like
I was searching for lice. She was
oblivious about
my intending move. I immediately urge
her to
stop dancing because I was scared
the devil
may lend my body for some seconds if
she
persisted. She sat down all sweaty
and tired
while I stood up to get her my towel.
“I am hungry.” She said.
“What will you like to eat?” I asked.
“Noodles will do.”
“Ok. Let me prepare it right away.”
I woke up to see my room almost on
fire. Jeez! I
had slept off, leaving the hot plate
plugged. The
room was already smoky. In a flash, I
reached
for the currently hot pot which has
no water
again in it, flung it outside the room
and turned
off the hot plate. I couldn’t endure
the smoke
that saturated my room so I stayed
out.
What would have happened if I didn’t
wake up on
time? The room would had been on
fire, I said to
myself.
I rushed downstairs to buy bread and
roasted
meat to eat so I won’t starve to bed;
when
hunger strikes, your choice of food is
limited.
I happily strolled back to my room
having
appeased the hungry gods rumbling in
my
stomach. I was thinking deeply about
the dream I
had not quite long. I wished it was
real, seeing
Adaobi once again would gladden my
heart.
Adaobi was a little girl and that
saddens my
heart because I can’t go beyond the
limit of
friendship with her. She quite
appeared older
than her age, I thought to take
advantage of that
fact but where is the Adaobi herself?
Far far
away, not even an iota of assurance
that I would
ever see her again.
Oh! My Adaobi, I said out loud,
imaginarily
hugging her, demonstrating the
action.
I arrived my room to meet it without a
puff of
smoke. I happily entered, bolted the
door, lay
down on my bed hoping to snooze off
soonest
and have a repeat of the dream.
I was busy chatting with some of my
online
contacts on whatzapp, when I heard
a phone
ring, not my phone. The ringtone
sounded so
loud to indicate its presence in my
room.
I searched my segment quickly but
didn’t find
anything, the tone stopped. I shifted
to Emeka’s
segment to search immediately the
phone starts
to ring again.
It started ringing again. I searched all
around and
found it under Emeka’s bed, it was
Emeka’s
phone. The call was almost hanging
up when I
checked who the caller was, Sister
Grace……….
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