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I Never Thought It Could Happen To Me (Part 4)

Continued from the last part…

I drifted my gaze from one note to the next simultaneously. I couldn’t believe my eyes. This dude has been playing me all along but why?

It’s a lie…there should be a logical explanation to this.

What other explanation do you need when the evidence is staring right at you?

Two people could have the same handwriting you know…

“But this appears too real to be a coincidence,” I said aloud even whilst having a mental argument with myself.

“Ooooh SHUT UP!” I yelled with my hands to my head in an attempt to silence the voices.

“I’ll deal with this my own way.”

You mean our own way.

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes.

I couldn’t even get back to the assignment. I closed my book and went to bed.

Ha! Sleep was a mirage. The voices kept debating. I covered my head with a pillow and begged them to allow me to sleep.

I arrived at school the next day looking more determined than ever. I was going to get to the root of this problem once and for all. I came very early because I knew he would be there, no one has even beaten him to that. I had never even made an attempt to do so until today.

I stood by the entrance of our classroom and looked, he was there. Head down, coughing and sniffing, I could guess he wasn’t feeling too well.

Are you pitying him already?


Then get to work.

I dropped my bag noisily on my seat so he’d be forced to look up but he didn’t.

“Good morning,” I mumbled. I’ll swing into action in a few minutes, but that doesn’t mean I should ignore my manners.

“Hi,” he replied weakly.


Before I could continue, a high pitched feminine voice came from the door post.

“Excuse me senior, please may I come in?”

Arrghhhhh! I rolled my eyes.

“What do you want?” I fired at her.

“Miss Mercy said I should call Senior Tobi.”

Oohhhhh! I could feel myself vibrating in anger, but I managed to comport myself

“Tell her I’m coming,” Tobi replied, “sorry, I have to go.”

Damn! This sickness must be severe, it affected the way he walked. He wasn’t himself. I hope their meeting doesn’t take too long though.

I waited the whole day but Tobi never returned to class.

Could he have gone home?

No, his bag was still on his chair.

Then why isn’t he here?

Wait a min… the stranger said we should meet at the basketball court, maybe this is my only shot at this. He/she is bound to show up.

Brrrrrrrring… Brrrrrrrrrrring! That was the closing bell. Finally! I was suddenly cold.

“You’ve got this girl.” I braced myself and made my way there. I stood by a corner to watch. Within an hour, everyone had cleared the place. I was about to give up and leave, but guess who I saw at the other side?

He was on the opposite side of the court wearing a suspicious look. I was fuming with anger and confusion.

He made me go through a lot of torture and there he was, the almighty mysterious stranger. I walked briskly towards him and hit him hard on his face.

“What in God’s name is wrong with you Gracie?” he yelled.

“So you are the one responsible for all those letters, you are the one giving me unnecessary hypertension? Who do you think you are? Some kind of hot cake or what? You think every girl should go after you—”

“Hold on…hold on…I don’t get it.”

“Oh, Please you can stop pretending, look at this.” I yanked out the letters from the side of my bag. “Isn’t this your hand writing?” He looked through it surprised

“Actually, it is… but I didn’t write this letter,” he said, pointing at the stranger’s letter. “I wrote the other one. ”

“Okay then, why are you here? Where have you been?”

“I was at the sick bay and when I woke up, I saw a letter by my side.” He pulled a folded letter from his pocket. “Take a look at it.”

I yanked it from his hands and looked through it. It read:


“I thought it was from you that’s why I am here,” he said.

Well played stranger, well played.

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