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A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 12:40pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
*All rights reserved* Am a new writer so pls bear with me Mods, I'd like this thread to remain in the romance section. Thanks Peeping through the window of my father's car, I felt a strong breeze of freshness indicating a new life, a life far better than the academic ease and fame I experienced in secondary school. Getting closer to the student affairs unit, I tucked my head below the window level cos I didn't want fellow freshers, who were already converged at the building, to see me in my father's car, cos I believe they'll certainly think am an "omo mummy". I was seated in the back sit, so my dad, who was driving, and his lecturer friend (who is billed to help me change my course from the damn agric science I was offered to my real choice which is an engineering course) couldn't see the little drama I was performing at the back. Few minutes later, I was in the queue waiting to be registered. I did all I could to hide my files from perceived prying eyes cos I didn't want anyone to see that I was offered an agricultural science course, something I consider an insult to my person, cos I was too brilliant to deserve such. Haba! I was head boy in high school and cleared all my papers scoring 284 in jamb and far above average in post-ume. Lost in thought, i didn't know what caused a rumble that almost had me stampeded by the queue members which saw the content of my file scattered on the bare floor. It was like my world was ending. My pride was bruised as I felt like a hen whose anus got exposed by the wind. I was still busy staring at the content on the floor, or so, hoping someone would burst into laughter, when I saw a neat hand stretching something to me. Looking up to see the owner of the hand, I got blown into emptiness- my brain became empty. She looked like something that takes your eyes away forever. She muttered some words which I couldn't quite pick cos I was really lost. It's really something awful or awesome to be faced by an extremely beautiful lady at the very moment of one's embarrassment. The beauty adds to the embarrassment. To quickly escape the situation, I decided to start from what led to me looking at her face, which was my file and its content laying bare. Looked around, couldn't find my file on the floor, that was when it occurred to me that the stretching hand might have it, and truly it did. I quickly collected it from her as she turned around and left. I spent the whole weekend arranging my self-contain room at an hostel in under g area cos my school is a non-residential type. Bought a rug, fan, a TV set, gas cooker, refrigerator, generator and many other things to ensure I lived a comfortable live on campus, all thanks to my mum who runs a huge store in lagos island. Weekend came and went, so I was in class for my first lecture. 1000LT was packed to the brim with noise booming. Saw so many faces, even an high school classmate whom I dodged from, I guess you know why. I looked around for a seat which I couldn't find till I spotted her. Sade is her name- the girl that embarrassed me with her beauty. She had a seat beside her which was occupied by a bag, perhaps her bag. I decided to approached her to thank her for the other day and to also use the opportunity to sit beside her, where the bag is till the owner comes back to reclaim the seat. Me: hello Sade: hi (with a smile) Me: thanks for the other day Sade: what other day? Me: you helped me pick up my file from the floor. She rolled her eyes trying to recollect the incidence Me: at the students affairs unit, remember? Sade: oh yeah, but I wasn't the one that picked it up, I was only asked to pass it to you Me: oh, thanks Sade: No P Shaking, I managed to summon enough courage to ask if I could sit beside her which she obliged. She lifted the bag and placed it on her robust thighs gluing my eyes. Sade is a girl with some much curves and very voluptuous. She's caramel in complexion and very fresh with a huge dress sense- almost like a diva. You could sense that she comes from a neat home by her cleanliness. As I sat beside her, I looked back and noticed some rough looking guys set their eyes on me. They looked pissed at me. They had baseball caps on; one wore red, another yellow and the last had multiple colours. This can't be cult boys cos rival cultists can't roll together. " Good day everyone", mr abbas greeted as he made to the board to start the day's lecture. I brought out a fresh exercise book and made to write when sade looked at me and laughed. I wondered why, but I loved it. Sade: is this your first day in class? She smiled Me: yes, how did you know? Sade: your note is empty I wanted to hold the conversation but mr abbass started dictating, so we glued our eyes to our books. As an efiko, I had the ability to write fast cos I always guess the next words from the beginning of the dictated sentences. I noticed sade was lagging behind, so I offered to be mr abbass's loudspeaker as I repeated all he said to ensure sade gets them clearly. I was really having fun as I cross checked her note with mine to be sure she was on the right track. I looked back to check whether those cult wannabees where still looking at us but couldn't find them. Mtchew, the unserious types. That was when it occurred to me that they were simply there because of my sweetheart. I must have spoiled their show. "They'll certainly be waiting outside for her to step out before approaching her", I said to myself. I concluded that I'll make sure I follow her to wherever inorder to keep her safe from the guys, even when I knew they meant no arm and would only want to have a chat with her. To be continued... |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 12:53pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
Right from my childhood, i used to love tortoise stories, and here is another one again ![]() 1 Like |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 12:55pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
All my childhood, I was told many stories about the tortoise. . . Today, I'm an adult, and a tortoise is about to tell me a story. . . 1 Like |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Kennywills7(m): 12:57pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
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Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 1:44pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
H "Make sure you submit to your class rep tomorrow", mr abbass said concerning an assignment he just gave us. Immediately he left the hall, I used the opportunity to tell sade that I was willing to help her out concerning the assignment. I felt it would be better I impressed her with my brains which will give me an edge over those rainbow dressed hooligans. She obliged and rewarded me with a smile. She folded her book into her louis vuitton bag and stood up. I stood up with her, sensing she was leaving- I had to protect her. As we walked down the gangway, I sensed several eyes staring at her. I was so proud cos I felt, if all these eyes could be staring at her while she's walking with me, then there most be some left for me. And indeed, some were left for me; angry eyes from guys who couldn't believe a dude like me could pull a stunt off on a damsel. All these made me puff my chest as I was consumed by pride. A swaggerlicious dude pulled up to my girlfriend, wanting to talk to her, perhaps he wanted to have a piece of my fame. Sade just shrugged him off, politely though, saying they'll talk later. My tummy swelled with butterflies as I imagined the burning lasers the dude's eyes will be blazing towards me. Wow, my darling showed me respect by shrugging the dumb dude off. ![]() Me: how do you find the sun? Sade: it's too hot. How I wish I could just find myself in a cool place with the AC blowing to its maximum. Brilliant! I could use this opportunity to move her away from the approaching alligator. Me: I have an idea Sade: oh yeah? Me: let's go chill out at alata milk and honey eatery. She shrugged her shoulders.... Sade: why? Me: an angel like you should be treated to her desires I didn't know how that cute line came off my lips cos it made her reward me with the most heavenly smile I've ever seen. She looked very happy and pleased with the sentence. Sade: ok I quickly stopped a bike and we both boarded leaving that alligator dude stranded. She sat between I and the rider, a thing most girls who find guys strange to them don't do. They rather have him sit between them and the rider. This made me feel inflated as the bike breezed through campus with a trillion eyes watching. Alighting from the bike, I paid the rider who must have inflated the price sensing I won't want to argue so as to avoid embarrassment. We walked into the outlet which is actually the talk of the town, cos I learnt that from the few friends I made in my hostel. I was in the best form of chivalry as I pulled a seat for her to sit, asked if the journey wasn't stressful, asked for what she'd like to have then made for the counter. Back was I with more than she requested. We settled to eat as she kept staring at me, wow, I must have pleased this girl so much. To cut it short, I got her phone number before I placed her on a bike and squeezed #2000 into her hand, "manage this #1000 for transport". She smiled and the bike zoomed off. What a way to have a girlfriend, I thought. As I turned round to go home with a belly swollen with the most aggressive butterflies, I stumbled on gbenga, the high school classmate I dodged in class earlier that day. Gbenga: kenny? Me: gbengulo, how far na? Gbenga: baba I dey o. So na here you dey. Me: na so o Gbenga: big boy....I see you o! Smiles Me: what's that? Gbenga: that pretty babe na Me: that's just me, you know Gbenga: head boy, always ahead with things, now with babes. You mean she didn't kiss off the oil from your mouth even after the huge trips? That was when it occurred to me that sade must have been looking at me because of the oil on my lips. Chai! |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 2:13pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
I love you tortoise ![]() |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 3:05pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
H I walked into the hostel feeling fly, face beaming with smiles and a swaggerlicious walk. One of the old boys in the hostel, who ought to have graduated 3 years ago, stopped me. He was quite smart as he took advantage of my happy mood to extort me. I gladly gave him #700 which was the change I got from the bike man that dropped me in front of my hostel, I even promised to take him to a bar for some flexing that night. I was willing to offer my head to a ritualist so long I still had that feeling Sade placed on me. While opening my door, my next door neighbor called victoria walked up to me to informed me that the landlord came to confirm that I've moved in. I thanked her, but to my surprise she walked in with me. "Wow, your room is so posh", she said. Feeling fly, I nodded like it's no big deal. She sat comfortably on my bed while I took of my shirt. What could this girl be looking for? Well, to be a good host, I put on the TV and also the DSTV and tuned to E! Which I believe ladies love because of the gossips. She adjusted on the bed thinking I wanted to sit down beside her, but I excused myself and went out to meet that old bros. Me: oya, bros make we go the bar na Bros: dis na just 6:30pm na Me: the tin be say I fit get other things to do na him make I say make we go now Knowing that a beggar has no choice, he agreed. Bros: badboy, no shaking....make we go. But hope sey no be just 3 bottles you wan arrange for me o Me: bros, no worry....I go do you well On getting to the spot called T-sensation at under G, he order for 2 chilled big stout while I settled for a bottle of harp which fitted the mood I was in, cos harp is for happy people. That was when I remembered I hadn't called Sade. Hope I haven't pissed her off. I dialled her number 8 times without her picking. I started feeling somehow. If not for that stupid girl that badged into my room, I would have called her the moment I settled in, I thought to myself. Time went by and bros ordered for another set of bottles and ensured I increased mine too. I was still scared of sipping the new bottle cos I had passed my boundary of one bottle by sipping 2 when my phone rang. My heart skipped when the caller I'd read SadeLove. I quickly picked up. Me: hello love Sade: pls who's this? I became dumbfounded. How come she's forgotten so soon? It seemed like my world was crashing. I re-introduced myself again. Sade: oh, am sorry.... I didn't know you're the one. That was when it occurred to me that she didn't collect my own number. I felt relieved. Me: am just calling to check on you. Hope you got to your hostel safely Sade: yes, I did. Thanks for the concern Me: no p. When is tomorrow's class starting? Sade: I don't know. Should be in the morning. Me: ok, we'll see tomorrow in school Sade: alright then. Me: have a lovely evening Sade: and you too Me: will call you before you go to bed to make sure you sleep well Sade: *laughs* ok, will appreciate it Me: bye She cut the phone without saying goodbye. Well, I didn't mind so long she called me herself, though my missed calls made her to do that. My countenance was enveloped by smiles as bros noticed. Bros: na your babe be that? With a huge grin, I popped open the new bottle and replied Me: yes o, na wetin I dey manage be dat Bros: why do you want to call her again tonight? Me: I need to check on her, you know! Bros: and you think that's appropriate? Baffled, I answered Me: she deserves attention and affection Bros: how long have you known her? Me: just today Bros bursted into laughter while the glass cup was between his lips. I wondered why. Bros: you be real jambito, swegbe, otte... He called so many unprintable names as My look changed with fumes. Here's someone am bottling up with my money insult me. He must have read my mind when he said Bros: oh, you now think we are at par just cos you bottled me! You better listen up while I educate you about girls. Feeling fly, he filled his cup while I watched the glass faom at the brim. Bros: you see, rookies like you really need to learn before testing the grounds. I was once like you, uno! Though, I didn't have much money to throw around, I still had my swagger, my mouth....mo lenu gan! I took some sip to clear the way for what was coming. Bros: I once dated miss LAUTECH when I was in 200level. I had no cash, nothing but was still able to pull it off. Me: that's a lie I said that cos I couldn't imagine an ugly ass dude like him dating a girl let alone a beauty queen. He pulled out a blackberry phone, flipped it, scrolled then handed the phone to me. In it I saw pictures of him and the babe in a room, most likely his, and also at the front of our hostel. To clear any lingering doubt, he helped me scroll down to the pictures of the event where she won the title. Damn! So I've been sitting and drinking with a legend. Me: hmm...baba o You no quick tell me sey na like this you dey roll na Sensing a conquered ground, he went ahead to tell me about the several girls he's slept with. He even mentioned the ones in our hostel. Me: ok boss, how do I go about with girls Bros: now you are talking, virgin. You see, ladies never get satisfied; you give them the whole of you and they feel you've got nothing left to offer the insatiable nature. Me: are you suggesting I hoard myself? Impressed by my question, he urged me to take some more sip as I was drawing close to the 4th bottle, he was on his 6th. To be continues.... |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Hawlahscho(m): 5:37pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
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Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 8:04pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
Bros: there are 3 kinds of sugar, which are handsomeness, money and control. You possess 2: handsomeness and money but no control. You have to make all the sugar available before the ants can come around. Have you ever wonder why ants never return to the spot where they cleared sugar? That's cos the spot lacks control. Me: ehn ehn? Bros: a spot with good control will retrieve the sugar from the ants carting it away so as to make them return to it. Spending money on girls will have them stay for a while but as soon as it finishes, they vanish. But if you've got control, they stay with you no matter what, forgetting they were attracted to you because of money alone, and thats cos you were able to prove you've got more worth than money- you've got control. *I tried to visualise what he was saying* Bros: try it when you get home. Pour some sugar on the floor and wait for some minutes to see ants of all kinds coming for it. Try collecting the tiny cubes from them as they cart it away and see them return to the spot where you dump them. At that juncture, 4 of his spill-over friends walked into the bar and exchanged greetings with him. "Guys, meet my rookie", he said as I greeted them too. I was already high at that point as the 5 of them engaged in lecturing me. I don't know whether it was the highness or something, but I felt like I was being initiated into a cult- a spill-over cult, lol! Realising I was drunk, they decided I should take my leave but not without settling the bill. Zigzagged, criss-crossed, catwalked and leaped like a frog, I finally got home. Opened the door to still have victoria watching TV while on the bed, I bumped on the rug and slept off. Woke up by 2:30, when the highness was getting cleared, to discover victoria cleaning something off the rug with her hand covering her nose. I rolled over and continued my sleep. By 7:30am, my alarm woke me up into a huge hangover. I managed to take my bath and headed for class; I had to be there early enough to secure a space for myself and my darling. Getting there, I dialled her number 4 times without any answer. She must be a deep sleeper, I thought. 6mins later, she dialled my number. I cut the call and dialled her phone- she picked. I asked about her night, told her I had secured a space for her in class right where we sat yesterday then collected her full name and matric number cos I needed it to help her out with the assignment mr abbass gave us. After the call, I did the assignment and submitted as soon as I sighted the class rep. Some guys behind me beckoned I helped in explaining the questions to them. I eventually made friends with them. The First, second and third lecture went without any sight of Sade. Class became a war zone as I fought people off the seat I'd secured for her. I gave up when the final lecturer stepped in as a girl named kemi requested to sit on the space. She asked why I kept that space. "Did you keep it for your girlfriend?", "yes...no...ye...No" was my answer. She smiled, but it was not captivating. I just wished that was my Sade. Class ended with another assignment. Kemi knew I could solve it from the way I treated the classwork, so she begged me to wait behind so as to teach her. I wished it was my angelic Sade that was begging me, as I imagined what how her beautiful eyes would interpret it. Spotting me teaching Kemi, my new friends joined in to learn. After the whole exercise, we exchanged numbers, including Kemi. I got home not feeling happy about how my day went, had a quick bath and settled for sports update on TV. Victoria walked in with an inquisitive look. Victoria: so you are not going to thank me, abi? Me: for what? Victoria: you mean you can't remember how you vomited on the rug last night? That was when it occurred to me that my vomit was actually what she was cleaning off the rug. Appreciating her effort, like I always do when females do me a huge favour, something I do to my mum, I hugged her which saw her blushing. Inspired by the gesture, she left the room and came back with a covered dish. "What for?", I asked. I prepared some food for you. That was the first time a girl prepared food for me. I thought of an idea to reject the food, but when she opened the plate revealing a nice white rice and stew with a huge lap of chicken, I chickened out of the idea. I thanked her as I started eating it. To my surprise, she wouldn't leave. She watched me eat every spoonful. At some point, I thought I was my TV. I changed the channel to E!, hoping to lure her away from staring at me, all to no avail. Well, she's not the first girl I've seen staring at me while eating; Sade did. After finishing the meal, I thanked her as she cleared the plate to her room. I made to call Sade. She picked and I thought I heard a male voice in the background. It even pissed me off the more when she told me she was in her room. Well, I asked why she didn't come to class, to which she replied that she had no need for such since I had helped her do her assignment which was the only thing that would have prompted her to go to school. I cut the call after saying bye, then I decided to check facebook for notifications. Remember Sade gave me her full name earlier today for her assignment; I decided to search for her on facebook. I download her pictures on the SD card o my phone, but they didn't look good cos I was using a Nokia 9630. Why don't you get a new phone, even a latest one? The thought crept in. You see, I never had problem with money cos my mum boxed me up with #30,000 every week while my dad never picks my call. 30minutes after leaving a missed call on his phone, I get a bank alert ranging from #100,000 to #200,000. I believe he doesn't like me much, not that he hates me, but he feels my mum pampers me too much. Left to him, I would have been squatting in his family house with some old folks cos my school is actually in our home town. He ensured I enrolled for LAUTECH cos he wanted me faraway from my mum who wanted UNILAG, so I could be close to her. I wondered why he gave me so much money if he wasn't spoiling me like my mummy. My mum....oh my mum. I remember putting smiles on her face when I was just age 4; We were outside that day. The sunlight shone on her face revealing her beauty in its natural form cos she had no make up on. I don't know where a kid like me heard the word beautiful from, but I just opened my mouth, and with all sincerity I told her she was beautiful. You need to have seen the way her face lite up with unmeasureable joy. She hugged me and I felt her love. |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 8:06pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
Orijin101:love you too |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by cutieepearl(f): 8:39pm On Mar 05, 2015 |
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Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by GenIgrigi: 1:57pm On Mar 06, 2015 |
1toRtoiSe1: **grins** How are you Tsolaye arode williams?. You are only boy in your family, no wonder you love behaving like a girlie insurgirl. The operatives send their greetings. Enjoy. **LoLs**
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Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by eunisam: 5:08pm On Mar 06, 2015 |
Orijin101 am captivated! is this just the begining? |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 10:26pm On Mar 06, 2015 |
i love it |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 6:57pm On Mar 07, 2015 |
H Scrolling through my new blackberry torch phone, i got consumed by the new world. I was now included among the few with such gadget on campus. I slotted my memory card which had Sade's pictures which I downloaded from Facebook, they looked awesome. I wished she had a BB phone, chatting would've been awesome with her. Monday morning, I was in class as usual and very early cos I had to secure a space for I and my dear. This time, it wasn't our usual spot cos some over serious girls had it occupied, still I managed to get a space close to that spot. After settling down, I called Sade to inform her that I had gotten her a seat, I was surprised she picked up on time- it gladdened me. Few minutes into the first lecture, she walked in majestically. Sighting that she was headed towards the wrong direction which was our usual spot, I waved her to the new spot. A guy whom I had prevented from sitting on her seat grumbled, but his voice wasn't bulldog enough. She sat down then we settled for the class. Noticing that we had already gone far in the day's writing, I told her not to bother that I'll borrow her my note to take home for copying. "But I don't like writing notes at home", she said. Being a nice guy, I offered to help her write it when I get home. At that point, an SMS alert rang on my phone as the lecturer walked out. I brought out my phone to realize it was just one of those MTN advert messages. "Wow, what a lovely phone!", she said as she grabbed it from me out of excitement. The blackberry phone worked a huge magic on her as it was a rare device. She scrolled through the Apps then arrived at the picture section. I looked in anticipation for her to get to the section where I had pictures of her. When she arrived at it, a babyish and emotional expression covered her face. "You're such a darling",she said as she looked at me and rewarded me with a hug. I wasn't my self anymore. The situation even got worse when I realized that the new friends I made last week had their eyes glued on me from afar, probably wondering how a geek like me could be getting hugs from a damsel. "Teach me how to send bbm messages", I got brought back to mother earth as Sade pulled my hand. "Oh, I really haven't mastered that part cos I just got the phone", I replied. Suddenly, she pulled me close to herself as we took countless selfies together. I knew we were drawing attention cos the camera was flashing(I wished the camera's flash could cut through the hall). Seeing how excited she was concerning the phone, I made up my mind on something.... |
Re: A Day Out Of The Friendzone (story) by Nobody: 11:58pm On Mar 07, 2015 |
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