My name is Adaugo. I was born and bred in the eastern part of Nigeria. I'm currently an undergraduate in the university and this is my story:

I spent a year at home before securing admission. One evening, on my way home after an annoying JAMB preparatory class, I was just too tired to take the 15 minutes walk down to my house and I was also pissed that Mr Okoye, the physics teacher had picked on me all through the class because I asked him to solve a question and the class laughed at him for not getting the answer correctly in the previous class. The man deliberately kept us in class for close to 25 minutes after the class was supposed to end. I was deep in thoughts trying to figure out an excuse to give my eldest brother , Eddie for coming home later than I should have. He wouldn't have believed that Mr Okoye would keep us in class later than he should. The blaring of a car horn got me startled and on looking towards the car, I saw it was Frankie, my brothers' friend in his ash Toyota Camry. He offered to give me a ride home which I didn't decline considering the fact that he's my brothers' friend and I was in a hurry to get home before it gets past my curfew. Frankie was averagely tall, fair-skinned, lean and lanky, with muscles that were defined but not bulging. Eddie, my brother was a little taller, broader of shoulder, and his muscles always seemed to be pushing at the seams of his shirts. We didn't talk much as he drove, well, not until he got to the estate and he asked for my number which I gave to him. When we got to my gate, he stopped, I thanked him and alighted. That night, as I was getting ready to sleep, he called me to know if my mum or my brothers were angry that I got home late. The truth is that I'd been crushing on him for a while but I kept it to myself knowing fully well that my brothers wouldn't tolerate such. It was bad enough that they went through my call log and messages every evening. After the call, I kept the phone under my pillow and slept off.

The next morning, I woke up to a very lovely text Frankie sent, I quickly deleted the message and got outta bed to start my day with my morning chores. He kept calling and sending messages which I deleted as soon as possible. I really wished my brothers didn't go through my phone everyday because those messages were too lovely be deleted.


One evening, as my siblings and I were watching a program, my phone rang and I excused myself and went to my room to answer the call trying to keep my voice as low as possible
"Good evening" I said
"How are you, my angel?", he replied
"Please, don't call me that again"
"Why not?" He questioned
"I'm not your angel, abeg"
"Well, you are"

Just then, I noticed someone was at my door, I turned around and my eyes met my brother, Eddie's questioning eyes. I smiled and then cleared my throat and said,

"Mara, calm down, I'll try and look for it in my room but I'm sure your notebook isn't here" with that, my "watch dog" left without saying anything.

"That was a smart move, love. So, which one of your brothers was that?"

"It's none of your business" I snapped.

"You are my business, Ada. Don't you get it? I love you so much."

"Please stop calling me before I get into trouble with my brothers. Good night" was all I could say before I terminated the call.


Frankie kept on calling and sending messages and when it was obvious that I wasn't going to pick his call or reply his texts, he stopped.

I was in Ms. Anushiem's chemistry class when Menkoma, my childhood friend who also attended my secondary school, slipped a paper into my bag, she smiled and told me that we'd read it together after the class. I wasn't keen to ask her any questions because she had a loud voice and I was so not in the mood to be on the Ms. Anushiem's bad side.

After the class, I met Menky outside with Joshua and Chibuike, they seemed to be arguing about something which I wasn't interested in finding out. I exchanged pleasantries with the boys and asked them to give me 5 minutes with Menky.

"Who gave you that note?" was the first thing I said to her

"Calm down, officer. I was only doing someone a favour"

"What favor? Who is the someone sef?"

"Frankie, Ursula's elder brother. I saw him at the gate and he begged me to give it to you"

"Nawa o. Which kin wahala is this nah"

"Wahala ke?! That cute boy is not supposed to be a wahala in any girl's life. In fact, he should be a blessing. What did the note say?"

That was when I realized that I hadn't even read it, "I'm not going to read it", I mumbled.

"If you don't want to read it, give it to me. I want to know what His Royal Cuteness has to say."

"Get ready to ask him ..." Was all I could say before she snatched the pink neatly folded paper from my hand.

"Oh my gosh! Ada, I think you have an admirer. Who would have known that Franklin had a thing for you. Anyway, he said he'll be waiting for you at the gate after classes. I can't wait!" She said and then winked.

"Who is that?" A familiar voice said from behind

"Stop snicking up on people, Mara. I've told you that I don't like it" I yelled as we turned to her.

"Your blood too dey hot. I was only trying to play jhor. By the way, who are you guys talking about?" She asked.

Amara was a tall, light skinned girl with a pretty oval face. She was almost my age but it was hard to tell because she was as tall as Menky and I. I met her at the gate on my first day. She could tell that I was lost from the look on my face and she offered to take me to the classroom where the science-inclined students received lessons. She lent me her notebooks after the lessons so that I would copy the notes and meet up with the rest of the class the next day.

"Somebody. I'll tell you all about it later" Menky replied as we started walking towards the science classroom for the last lesson which physics.

I tried to pay attention to what the Mr Okoye was teaching but I found it difficult to do so and it was unusual. I couldn't say if it was the multicolored floral shirt he was wearing or his bald head that shone as the fluorescent bulb reflected on it. I chose not to believe that it was the note that got me distracted.

"Did anybody not tell this man that people as dark as he is should not wear this type of shirt?" Menky muttered and everyone sitting around started laughing.

"All of you sitting around there, leave my class!" The furious man shouted "if you don't want to learn, don't disturb those that know what they are here for", he continued. He kept on mumbling inaudible words even as he faced the board to write.

I turned to Menky and mouthed to her to apologize to the man as we parked our books but she bluntly refused.

The nine of us that were sent out of the class went into an empty classroom to wait for the others so that we'll leave together. I sat down at the back of classroom near the window facing the gate. I rested my head on the desk and tried to get my mind of Frankie. I thought of dinner, it was Wednesday and we usually had rice and stew with fish. Salome, the househelp always cooked the stew with enough pepper and I usually looked forward to her fish stew. I didn't know when I slept off but the next time I opened my eyes, the day's lessons were over.

Menky, Mara and I walked down the road where Mara would take a turn and walk down to her house. As we walking were towards Mama Chidera's shop, we saw Frankie's car parked in front of the shop. He was sitting under the shade close to the airtime vendor. He wasn't really dressed in a very simple way. He wore a brown leather jacket with a white shirt underneath and a pair of navy blue skinny jeans with sneakers.

"Isn't he over-dressed? No be just to see you? Abi una dey go party this evening" Menky mumbled.

We all laughed pretending to be laughing for another reason.

"Good evening ladies", he said as he walked up to us.

"Good evening" we all replied.

"How was lesson today?" He asked.

"It would have been good if not for Menky and her sharp mouth" Mara said with a frown.

"Like you didn't laugh too" she snapped "anyway, come and give me that biology text I asked for before it gets late. Ada, see you tomorrow" she continued as she dragged Mara away.

"I guess it's just the two of us" Frankie said smiling. It flashed the little gap in his front teeth.

"It's about to rain. I have to go before I get drenched" I said trying as much as possible to avoid his eyes.

"Alright then. Let me take you home, the thunder is already clapping" he replied as he walked to his car. When he noticed that I wasn't following him, he turned around and rolled his eyes...

"Aren't you going home again?" He asked.

I nodded and walked up to his car.

"We're gonna have a quick stop on our way" he added as I entered the car

"I guess I'll have to walk home then. I don't want to get home late." I said as I tried to open the door

"It won't take time, I promise" he said with a smile.

Then he started the car engine and drove off


TO BE CONTINUED....

After the mass failure in the bar finals of August 2014, the Council of Legal Education will be unleashing over 3000 students who were successful and eligible to be called to the Nigerian Bar. These "new wigs" come from all the campuses of the Nigerian Law School namely; Kano, Abuja, Lagos, Enugu, Yenagoa and Yola.

The ceremony which lasts for 2 days, holding at the International Conference Centre, Abuja, will be spilt into 3 sessions; 10am and 3pm sessions on the 25th of November and a 10am session on the 26th of November.

The traffic in the Abuja Metropolis would be expected to be unbearable throughout the days of the event. This is as a result of the arrival of the new lawyers and their family members, friends and well wishers who have come from all over the country to witness their wards wear the wig and gown for the first time.

We could also understand that some candidates have been in town for over a week to be screened and for subsequent collection of invitation cards, which will admit their family and friends into the auditorium.

The "new wigs" are expected to be settled at the auditorium before the designated time. The highlight of the event is usually when the Chief Justice of the occasion orders the candidates to put on their wigs.

The lunch/dinner follows suit at the same venue, with the guests ordered out of the conference hall, before the "new wigs" start eating. We could interpret that as anything, though some call it the initiation....

Congratulations to our new set of lawyers!

After the mass failure in the bar finals of August 2014, the Council of Legal Education will be unleashing over 3000 students who were successful and eligible to be called to the Nigerian Bar. These "new wigs" come from all the campuses of the Nigerian Law School namely; Kano, Abuja, Lagos, Enugu, Yenagoa and Yola.

The ceremony which lasts for 2 days, holding at the International Conference Centre, Abuja, will be spilt into 3 sessions; 10am and 3pm sessions on the 25th of November and a 10am session on the 26th of November.

The traffic in the Abuja Metropolis would be expected to be unbearable throughout the days of the event. This is as a result of the arrival of the new lawyers and their family members, friends and well wishers who have come from all over the country to witness their wards wear the wig and gown for the first time.

We could also understand that some candidates have been in town for over a week to be screened and for subsequent collection of invitation cards, which will admit their family and friends into the auditorium.

The "new wigs" are expected to be settled at the auditorium before the designated time. The highlight of the event is usually when the Chief Justice of the occasion orders the candidates to put on their wigs.

The lunch/dinner follows suit at the same venue, with the guests ordered out of the conference hall, before the "new wigs" start eating. We could interpret that as anything, though some call it the initiation....

Congratulations to our new set of lawyers!

Congratulations, Helen. Bless you, Lord for safe delivery

ityP:
One wrong turn part 2 is out...

Are you for real?

What a horrible experience it must have been. Thank God she deceived not to stick to that lifestyle. And as for the lady and her likes, I hope the law catches up with y'all

At 75, old man Muse can't control his libido. It's actually shameful that his last kid is pretty much older than the girl in question. And he's gon marry her?! •talk about marrying your grand kiddo• #just saying anyway