[Story] Love, Lust And Lost

8 years ago

[Story] Love, Lust And Lost

The morning assembly had just been dispersed but lectures for the day had not started. Teachers were all gathered at the staff room, discussing things which were nebulous to the knowledge of the student.

Some of the students stood outside their classrooms discussing with friends from other departments. Some were gisting about their previous encounter with boys coming up to them at the bus-stop, food canteen or wherever they might find them standing or walking – just to toast (woo) them.

“Do you know he came to meet me on my way to the bus-stop yesterday?” a girl from the SS1 tried explaining to her friends.

“Really?” They chorused.

“Yes na! I was so frightened and felt insecure. There was a time I felt, I was going to be kidnapped.”

“Tell us more jare” one of her friends requested, enthused.

“He was like, “I’ve been noticing, you are gentle and you don’t often associate yourself with those classy girls of Art class, who claim to be the most beautiful of all. I just laughed boisterously as though I were being told a joke by a comedian. The guy was just too funny. Then he later requested for my number!”

“Did you give him?” Another of her friend questioned hurriedly. Her eyeballs came out as if the sun were setting on the horizon of the sea side.

“Why should I? When I’m not mad!” She replied to the disappointment of about 3 of her friends.

“But you should na? At least, talk to him on phone to see his intention/s.”

“Oh, let me finish explaining myself before you people start seeing me as one who doesn’t want to associate with boys”

“Okay, go on then!” About two chorused and were absolutely – now interested in what she had not said and was willing to tell them. One of them leaned on the wall of the corridor.

“Once I rejected not giving my line. He asked may be he should give me his. Imagine! I just smiled broadly, then walked some distance ahead but he caught up with me.
He said I was beautiful and blah blah blah. Later, he said, he would like if we could be friends and I replied – that can’t be possible since we were not in the same school – and by the look of things, he would be ahead of me in class. Probably in his SS2 or 3 I guess.” She finished explaining and waited for her friends reaction.

There was some few silence between them. They all stared at her as though they deride what she had just said. They never knew her with a boy before and that was the opportunity of getting one for herself but she had ruined it by the look of things.

“You mean to tell me, you didn’t accept his request?” A light skin girl, with blossoming beauty, asked – already knowing the answer she was going to get from the `dundee’ of a friend she had.

“Yes na. I told him it can’t be possible and I left for home. I saw the disappointment in his face but who cares anyway!”

“Then, I see you are foolish” the light skin girl cursed and walked out of the gathering.

“Why you come carry am for head like plantain chips now?” Onome asked her friend who was walking towards the bushy paths to the field. Her hands swinging and following some rhythmic movement with her big butt0ckz which were well packaged in her school skirt.

She didn’t know about two others who stood before her – had walked away too. But one of them remained and spoke calmly but also plainly, without mincing words.

“I think you need to change Ono (as she was called for short). You can’t keep ignoring all boys that come your way. You are 18 already – forget you’re still in SS1.”

“Thank you. I appreciate but,……….” She was cut short by her friend.

“Promise me, you will make things up to the guy?”

“I will try. I can’t promise what I’m not sure of,” she said.

“Ok then!” Her friend replied and they both rested on the wall looking towards the Science class.

Mariam appeared from nowhere and was walking towards their path. She looked a bit chubby than her normal size this morning and her face was bright.
As she got to the door of the staff-room, she gazed the room and walked off facing front again. She approached the two friends but did what she had never done before.

“Please, have you seen Zainab and Fatimah pass through this direction?” She asked.

She didn’t get a response. She felt a rile well up in her but she subdued it with few breath and walked out of their presence.

When she had gone some distance away. They gossiped.

“Look how fat she is. Stupid thing who claims to be more beautiful than the rest of us” Onome’s friend abused. “See her butt0ckz like sliced mango in halves.”

There had often been the tendency of commercial students not on good terms or at all, talking terms with Science students. But this was way off the topic. It was more of a beauty contest than the classes they belonged or whatever benefit was attached to them.

“Do you know my boyfriend was seen talking to that witch yesterday at the bus-stop when I was busy looking for him in his school” Onome’s friend continued.

“Like seriously?” Onome was surprised.

“have I ever lied to you before?”

But she got no reply as her friend look on in surprise.

“She is just a boyfriend snatcher but I will soon show her that, levels pass levels” she boasted.

“But I heard she doesn’t associate with boys. That she is the `holies of holies’” Onome tried to whine her friend to say more than required.

“It is people like them that snatches’ others boyfriend and husband, while pretending to have nothing to do with them.” She snarled “but soon, I will make her stay clear of him.”

“Hmmmmmm! Thank God I don’t have a bf yet” Onome retorted and they went into their classroom.

To Be Continued….