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I thought I had caught a ‘big fish’ when the lady was staring and smiling towards my direction, but I was mistaken.
It turned out to be another hoax, another fantasy which would not see the light of the day after my stay on campus.
Talking about
the babe, she was spotting a pink round neck polo t-shirt (with her
cleavages looking like they would drop from their positions any moment)
on a short skirt which left little to the imagination, and a pair of
pink sneakers to match her top.
Like one who
had been cursed, my eyes could not leave her ‘frontal columns’ as I kept
staring at the inscription on her top: “look… don’t touch!” and thought
within me “why would a lady come up with such an atrocious outfit when
she was sure that guys would be ever willing to keep staring?”
“Perhaps, that was one of the things one must meet here.”
The smile would
later fade away as soon as it came as it turned out to be one which
suggested that I had been caught up in a serious mess with my late
arrival and registration.
No sooner had I
entered the classroom than I heard that registration would be ending
that week (it was a Tuesday) and that anyone who failed to complete his
before the stipulated time would have to forfeit his provisional
admission.
At that moment,
I was already sweating despite the fact that we were the privileged few
to have air conditioners in our classroom. I felt like defecating, I
was cold, my heart began to beat really fast, my head started aching me,
I was really confused and did not know how to rescue the situation.
Immediately, I
remembered that I had yet to meet with the course adviser, so I stepped
out of the classroom and headed straight to her office. I turned back,
however, to stare at the lady, only for me to see her wearing a smirk on
her face.
“Jeeez, she must have seen me look really disturbed,” I whined.
When I got to the course adviser’s office, the place had been locked up!
At that moment, I felt the shit strolling down my bowels, looking like they might drop any moment.
Many thoughts
started coming up, almost at the same time. “What do I do now, since the
HOD has asked me to meet her to finish up with the screening? What will
I say I achieved today? How will I face my parents and siblings when I
get home? But where in the name of God has this woman gone to?”
While I was
still in my own world, the lady I met in class earlier just walked up to
me and without wasting much time, said in pidgin: “O boy, e be like say
you no sabi say clearance no be beans, abi?” meaning (you seem to be
unaware of how tedious clearance could be).
Before adding: “I’d suggest that you wait for her here until she arrives.
“Anyway, I am Bisi,” as she stretched her slim, silky hand forward, “and you seem to be very new to the system here.”
Without hesitating, I accepted the handshake with utmost gratitude, while also replying, “I am Ben, nice meeting you.”
If not for my
disbelief in the fact that ladies could seduce men with charms, I would
have concluded that the lady took my hands with some kind of voodoo.
This was
because the moment I shook hands with her, all my worries disappeared!
It felt like I had met with Jesus, the peaceful man, and everything I
was thinking within me vanished as my eyes (God have mercy on me) fell
on her chest.
“Chai! This girl will destroy somebody today,” I mused to myself while I was at it.
She noticed
that I liked the inscriptions and gave me a very lewd smile. I didn’t
know whether to reply with same having experienced her initial coldness
stemming from the first smile I got from her.
Feeling rather
embarrassed, I quickly looked away and said: “I just hope the woman
returns today so that I can quickly finish up with this registration, I
cannot afford not to do the clearance and other stuff today.
“Thanks a lot, Bisi. You have really been of great help in the last few minutes.”
She simply
smiled and turned to leave, and apparently noticing that I might be
staring at her rare side, she wiggled her hips even more, as she
descended the stairs.
“Omo, na which
kain life be this now? Person never do registration, dis girl wan finish
me with all these things. Kai! Na die I dey so,” I said to myself in
pidgin.
While I was sitting down in front of the course adviser’s office, I suddenly started dosing and soon slept off.
And while I was
at it, I had a very serious dream. Bisi suddenly appeared in my dream
and what happened afterwards is a story for another day.
To be continued tomorrow
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