Love, Lust And Lost - Season 1 Episode 62

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Love, Lust And Lost - Season 1 Episode 62

Meanwhile, at the school, students had started arriving. The morning was now waking up from its slumber. It was 7:15am already and David just walked into the school complex.

People who had heard the news about what he had done hailed the new Super Hero. How the news had gotten to anyone was surprising because no one knew any student was kidnapped or may be any pursuit had been made. But few who got the message later – the previous night had passed it around. The seniors and prefects gave respect to the man of the moment.

“Superhero,” some hailed him while some nodded their head and gave thumbs up to appreciate his brilliance. He felt on top of the world.

He had never received such respect before in his life, even with all the Jazz he had. He had never received hails before, such respect and more were still to come.

“You are such a genius,” the Head girl walked towards him and embraced him. Truly, David was now a king.

No one had ever received a hug from the Head girl except her school daughters and sons – bar her boyfriend.

The prefects had never asked him to pick round or do any cleaning before except a teacher was present.

He walked past the Head girl and the ever red-eyed senior Moses, the assistant-head boy. People feared him than the head boy and there had been so much chatters why he be made the assistant when the head boy wasn’t as he Moses, acted with military prowess. A sign of who the head boy fits more but Moses wasn’t as brilliant as the Head boy was/is.

As he walked towards his classroom, his hairs stood at the back of his neck. He thought about what would happen today but first off, he’s got a business to pursue.

He entered the class, saw Izu and Baba 70, Peter and others who had gathered to laugh at the event of yesterday. They mocked the way the head boy and colleague had ran; the rate at which Izu punched Bala, nearly killing him and the evil spirit that had possessed him to act with such cruelty.

“Omo guy, you nearly commot that guy nose.”

“You for even commot him eyes self, so that him go learn wella. But I sure say him self no go try rubbish again,” another guy put in and Baba 70 laughed.

“Guys, how e take happen yesterday na?” David went towards where they had gathered at the back of the classroom, offering everyone a hand shake. He stood as they narrated everything to him.

“We hear say na you dey reign now for this school,” Baba 70 praised “be like say na you go be the second in command to principal for here now.”

They all laughed as David later narrated his encounter with them.

With about 20minutes remaining to the start of assembly, David excused Izu from the gathering and walked him to the back of the school building.

“Guy I need your help o,” David started.

“Wetin be that?” Izu asked, puzzled what David could require from him. David of all people.

“See, I really like that Fatimah girl as I dey tell you now. I want make you help me.”

David sat down on the sU-Cker-way. His face had never been so serious before, perhaps Fatimahs beauty had captured his heart. Several line drew across his face that made him look old, more like the time he had thought about giving up charms/Jazz.

Izu laughed so much that his throat nearly hanged and his laughter choked him, he coughed.

“You funny die I swear. So na me you come see meet? I resemble person wey fit help you toast chick? Imagine that kind `chickala’”

“Abeg Izu, I serious abeg. I need this girl. I don fall in love with her,” was David running mad already? He surely wouldn’t be speaking from his mind. May be he was delusional.

Izu thought carefully with the expression on David’s face, he was serious. He reasoned since he had started rapping with David; he had never seen him so serious about a discussion, talk-less of a lady.

“Mehn!!! That one go hard o. You know say this babe know book and she fine no be small. And as me dey like this ehn, I be dull man. How you wan come make I help you,” Izu threw into the discussion, some realistic facts to take into consideration. But was he right to give up hope because he was dull?

David was deep in thought. What step does he knows about getting a girl? More so, one that was brilliant and beautiful like Fatimah. He had often had free p^ssy at his village where girls would come to the stream to fetch water or bathe. Those girls in their village offered free service to guys in the village everyday at the stream once it was getting to 6pm. Village prostitution, carried out with full intent but bar fund.

He missed Badagry a lot and wished he was still there but it wouldn’t have been possible to continue his education. What about the recent recognition he was getting or about getting? Although, he was some hero too at the village but nothing was compared to that which Lagos offered.

“Abeg, just help me anyhow you think say you fit. I need to take care of this babe. I wan marry her.” David seriously was thinking beyond box. Take care of someone he doesn’t even know he would get, talk less of marrying her! Sh1t was truly wrong with his thoughts.

Izu couldn’t help the laughter. What was David thinking about? Marriage?? `Be like say this guy dey dream mumu dream because of too much palmmy’ but it was left for him to try his luck. Yap, he was ambitious and it’s cool to be, – anything could happen when love is involved.

“Izu serious na. Why you just dey laugh me like this? Pity my life abeg!” David pleaded for the first time with someone of his age.

He had never had to plead with his mate before but love was breaking a man down; to rubble; extreme submission.

“Okay, okay, okay!!! I go help you. You go write letter?”

David rose up quickly from where he was seated. He was elated.

“I no care anything abeg. I go do am but I no sabi book, how I wan take sabi write letter.”

He felt as though Izu was trying to complicate his life the more. He became sober again.

“Who tell you say make you write letter before? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! For your side self, I get hope how to hold biro,” Izu mocked. They both laughed.

“You go gaz meet Femi o. Na him dey help me write all those kind love letter,” Izu spoke on “na him help me get Theresa for Junior School and Enore self na him.”

“Okay okay okay! Thank you.” David hurried to move as though that was all he needed to know. He was too eager about his quest.

“Guy cool down na. Why e dey do you for body like Ogogoro? Hope say this girl never `winch’ you?” He mused.

“Abeg where I go find Femi? Shey him don come school?” David evaded the st^pid question Izu was asking.

“Be like say I don see him bag this morning. Make you check am around sha but wait make I advise you before you try rubbish.”

He made David look a bit unsteady. He had never been warned before. What advise was Izu going to give him?

“Wetin be that?”
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“You gaz runs this package on low-key o. You know say Peter and Clinton na padi and make e no be say e go cause gbege o.” Izu advised, trying to avoid betrayal of friendship trust.

If any break-up was to come between Fatimah and Clinton because of David, he preferred it to be unattached to his personality.

“Shey na that one you wan talk about?” David asked and Izu nodded “I no be small pikin na,” he concluded and they shook hands.

David went in search of Adefemi while Izu went back to the classroom.