walked into the compound with my unfazed dementor, eyes scanning the environment, I do this whenever am in a new and unfamiliar environment.
The hall for the registration was full with myriad of people, some sitting while others were standing, the rush of memories from my waec afterparty hit me hard, thinking about it will certainly give me a hardon.
Moving closer to the registration hall I could see the people sitting outside were with numbers after few minutes of inquiries and small talks I was able to get a number.
310 was a large number but since I had no other option than to complete the registration today i stayed.
“Hello “ An angelic voice said dragging me out of my thought of spending the whole day in one place alone.
“Hi” I said looking at the pretty damsel standing before me, she had brown eyes and a fair skin, I have seen many beautiful girls and she was one of them.
“How can I be of service señorita” I said smiling, it felt like love at first sight but with a twist, I can’t fall in love, I was a comrade.
Just kidding, let me focus on the story,
“where can I get my number” she said pointing to the piece of paper in my hand.
“Oh it’s over there, just meet the man sitting down there” I said smiling.
“I can’t see the man, can you take me there Please?” She said smiling back.
“Ok come with me señorita “ I said wondering why she pretended not to see the man.
I was tired already from my journey down here but since she was a fine girl I had to be a gentleman and take her to the place.
“Here we are“ I said pointing to the man.
“My name is Benita, hope you are waiting for me?” she said grinning
“Am noo… ID, I said trying not show my frustration, don’t worry am waiting here”
“Ok, am coming back just now” she said smiling like a child given a candy bar.
I hated crowded places and the noise around me was abating my frustration, I walked around looking for where to sit.
With the morning sun already tearing the clouds things were about to get hot, I saw a perfect spot under a tree with just few people sitting around.
“Ah finally” I whispered to myself
I hated standing and this spot was perfect, good shade and no much noise.
Bringing out my phone I saw some notifications and few missed calls, my phone must have been on silent because I didn’t hear it ring or the persons calling were just flashing me because they felt I was working with the MTN and Airtel.
“Who know me sef “ I said checking the missed calls.
“Why this loan people dey call me, na by force to collect loan” I said angrily.
Some of the people around started laughing making me annoyed, I had told this loan sharks several times to leave me alone but it seems they have set out to make me a permanent customer, when I block one number they will call with two different one.
I was about blocking the number when someone tapped me.
Behind me was a frowning Benita
“Hey watsup “ I said standing up
“You couldn’t even wait for just 10 mins and you think you are a gentleman, is that how you treat women” she said frowning.
“Come on , I was tired and I had to look for some where to sit, I didn’t leave you behind I said wondering.
“But I said you should wait for me” she said softly this time.
“Am sorry Señorita Benita, I won’t leave again”
“Have you gotten the number” I asked trying to lighten up the mood and tension building.
“Yes, I am number 314 , what’s yours?”
“Am 310” I said showing her my number, Am Idong, sorry for not telling you my name earlier “ I said trying to force a smile.
“I thought you said your name was ID, or were you asking if I have ID card” she said laughing.
“That’s not funny, ID is my nickname and please don’t call me ID card” I said grinning
“But your head have card shape na, so ID card sounds fitting, awe don’t cry am Just kidding. Can I sit with you señor ID card” she said laughing again
“Am not crying, seems you like Wahala” I said sitting next to her.
Sitting next to her gave me a better view of her,
she had one of the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen, and her skin glittered like gold in the sun.
she wore a beautiful gown with an opening at the top which gave me a beautiful view of her cleavages, a necklace dangled around her neck with the pendant resting just in between her breast,
Seems the pendant was enjoying life.
“Why do men like breast too much “ I heard someone ask
“What” I said bringing my mind back to reality,
“Sorry I didn’t get what you said, my mind was somewhere, I was thinking of which school to put during the registration” I lied trying to spare myself the embarrassment.
“Nothing o, so which school do you have in mind” she said Pretending not to have caught me staring at her boobs,
“Well I was thinking Lagos state university but I don’t like Lagos, maybe I will pick university of calabar, I heard their school fees is cheap and the school calendar is fast.
I have been to calabar a few times and the environment is very clean, maybe you can visit me in calabar when I get admitted” I said teasing her.
“Abegi oga don’t get ahead of yourself, you haven’t even written jamb, you already inviting me to calabar. Shey you want to give me belle, you were looking at my breast like it was moi moi you want to eat, no thank you am not coming.
Anyways, I was thinking of Ibadan, my aunt stays there and she said the school is nice.
I was also thinking of Uniport but I want freedom, I was born and brought up here, I don’t think I will want to school here.
But Now that you mentioned Unical, maybe I will consider it, I have heard about calabar but not the good side of the story, that was what changed my mind in the first place” she said softly.
The whole day was surprising fun, After the registration, Benita and I went for a little sit out at cold stone creamery at Peter Odili Road.