By @Poca_huntas
Did you miss out on the
previous episodes??? Please Read Episode1, Episode 2 and Episode 3
So, it turned out that Pastor senior
lecturer had been running paroles and setting major 'P' with new bestie's
friend. This same man would say opening and closing prayers each time he came
to class for his lectures. There were times this man even gave sermons in
between lectures. This man was married with kids, he was even a Sunday school
teacher in a church where many students worshiped,
he was now the one sleeping with a
student! You know, it's true what they say, "nobody
holy pass." Looking back, I wonder how the said girl coped. Senior
lecturer was an ugly(I hate to say) man. He was short and frowned almost
always. Even his smiling face, I never looked forward to seeing; it was never a
sight to behold.
My Bestie suggested that we went to
senior lecturer's chick's house to beg her to plead on my behalf. On getting
there, we met her at the door carrying a plate of freshly prepared food. "Babe, you should have called me to tell me you were
coming now. You're lucky you met me sef. I'm getting ready to go out"
she said to bestie. Then she turned to me, grinning from ear to ear, "hey
Kim! We finally get to talk. I've tried to say hi severally in class, but I
don't think you ever noticed me. I really like that denim shirt you wore to
class the other day... And that choky necklace you wore to Mr Adebayo's last
lecture..." She went on and on about how much she liked my style for close
to ten minutes. I was wondering how someone I hadn't seen before would know so
much about me. I mean, I know I'm hot and all, but I didn't know I was this
hot. Apparently, she was my coursemate(I'm not to blame for not knowing her.
How possible is it to know over 500 coursemates!) and had been noticing me.
"Well,
I'm sorry. I should have called you first. Kim is in some serious trouble. We
think you're in a position to help that' why we're here."
bestie said to the chick.
" Ah, no wahala na! Anything for you. I'd be
glad to help. Let me quickly drop this plate of food in my room. My boyfriend
is in there and he's really shy. knock on the next door, my flatmate would keep
you company before I return."
She replied.
While we were in her flatmate's
room. I was still unsettled. My thoughts were in many different directions; one
of which was that I could go to her room and plead with her in the presence of
her boyfriend to help me out. The plan was to tell her boyfriend that the man
in question was her project supervisor who she had a good rapport wit. So I
hurriedly left bestie and dashed to her room.
On getting to her room, fortunately,
the door was ajar. After two quick 'tap tap' knocks, I entered the room without
waiting for a reply. There were a reading table and chair in the room. On the
chair was a male who was backing the door and eating. I figured he was her shy
boyfriend. As the door jammed behind me, the occupant of the chair and the
chick( who was sitting on the bed) turned to see who the intruder was. Behold!
The shy boyfriend turned out to be Senior lecturer! *Yepa*
My shock soon condensed into relief
and laughter. "Ah! Dupe, pass me my phone
so I can tell yóur aunty I'm having lunch at your place!" He
said to chick while he was scampering all over the place to get his clothes.
Did I mention he was in only boxers?! [Ghen Ghen]
He then began to explain to me how his wife was Dupe's father's sister. Who has
lunch with their niece-in-law in boxers, please?! Before leaving the room, he
mentioned something about me seeing him in his office on Monday. Miracles
happen, don't they? I wouldn't need Dupe's help afterall. As I left to meet
bestie, I felt relief. The worst that could happen would be resitting the paper
which meant an extra semester, (which I didn't mind)my fear of facing the panel
had been allayed. Senior lecturer would have no choice. His career, family and
'ministry' were at stake here.
On Monday morning, I got to his
office and he handed me 5copies of a sheet of paper and asked me to get them to
the class governor. As I got out of the office, my curiousity got the better of
me so I decided to take a look at what I was playing errand girl for. It turned
out to be results for my class. My heart stopped for split seconds as the
thought of not graduating with my mates returned. I got a grip on myself and
decided to see who the graduands were. Behold, sitting on number 9 on a list of
152 graduating students was OJO KIMBERLY AYOMIPO! What ensued after can best be imagined!
I never went back to his office and
I went with batch B for the National Youth Service Corps in Delta State.
Today, I work in an oil company in
Lagos. For my mum's last birthday, I got her a brand new Matrix, 2010 model.
Bestie left for her Masters programme in the US immediately after service year
and now manages one of her father's firms. Dupe and I reunited on Facebook after
having lost contact since graduating from O.S.U. She also graduated with a
second class upper. She sent me her resume some days back to help her find a
job placement!
P.S (All characters, names and events in this story
are fictional and a creation of the writer’s imagination. Any resemblance to
any real persons or occurrences is simply a coincidence).
I really do love all you
people who have taking time out from your busy schedule to read (both those who comment and the silent readers) and I really appreciate you taking the time
out and I will try to do better but please just bear with me. Special thanks
OWGEE for proof reading and making sure that all grammatical errors were
corrected, and to the Various Blogs that have honored my mails by putting this
article on the site #BLESS. Again, thanks for reading and May God’s blessings
be with every one of you.
If you've got an interesting story like this to tell and would like us
to publish it, you can reach me on adekoya.tola@gmail.com or follow me on twitter @aloteda
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