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Twisted Fate (Episode Six)

Continued from the last part…

The eyes of every member of the class set on me and my heart started pounding heavily. I summoned courage, stepped forward and collected a marker from him. I drew three vertical lines to divide the board and I started proving it.

The solution was so long and tough, but thanks to God I got it. When I completed it, I wrote “QED” which means Quite Easily Done.

“This is serious! The man did it! What a perfect job! You must be a genius!” the man was flabbergasted and started to applaud while the members of the class joined him and I didn’t know when tears started rolling down my cheeks just because I was overjoyed. The man embraced me and then asked for my name which I answered immediately. Then, he handed the submitted assignments to me said, “You are the course rep of MTH 121 and you will need to follow me to my office right now.” He ended the class with us and I followed him as instructed.

When we got to his office, he asked why I have not been coming to class, and I explained the challenges I was facing then. He advised and encouraged me. I moved directly to where the departmental notice board was situated when I left his office. I stood there reading information when someone covered my eyes from the back as if we were doing hide-and-seek. I held the hands and turned around, and I couldn’t just believe who I was looking at, it was as if I was dreaming. Could this be true?

“Were you not the one I saw in a supermarket the other day?” I asked excitedly.

“Hmm…uh…yeah! You are very correct! I respect your talent,” she said and put on an ample smile.

“Your name, if I may ask?” I asked stylishly.

“I’m Zainab,” she replied without hesitation and quickly said, “Afeez, right?”

I was shocked, “How did you get to know my name?” I asked

“I was in the class when you performed a miracle in front of that wicked man called Popo. I was very happy when you completed the work correctly, because he wouldn’t have taken it easy with you if you missed it,” she said happily.

“God! So, we are course mates!” I said surprisingly.

“Yes o o o.”

“Nice meeting you,” I said and handshake her

“It’s my pleasure,” she replied and embraced me warmly as if she had missed me a lot.

“But, why have you not been coming to class before?” she asked inquisitive l’y.

“It’s a long story baby,” I replied.

“But, hope you have done your registrations?” she asked.

“Not at all. I didn’t even know where to start,” I replied.

“Hope you wouldn’t mind me putting you through?” she said while rolling her eyes and twisting her neck.

“I would appreciate it,” I replied and that was how we started our friendship.

Due to the natural gift bestowed on me, people like associating themselves with me, most especially ladies. But Zainab always chased them away from me and consequently, people saw us as lovers, of which we were not, but ordinary friends.
I was emotionally attached to her after some months and I also saw the traces boldly written on her face as well, so I decided to ask her out, but she turned me down.


About 3:45pm the following day, I was still in bed and decided to switch on my phone because it was switched off in order to have sound sleep.

Immediately I switched it on, I heard it ringing, I looked at the screen and it was Zainab. I decided not to pick up her call because I was not in a good mood. She called for like five times but I refused to pick her calls. Then, she decided to send me a text message and pleaded to me to pick her calls that she just had to speak to me.

That was when I gave her second thought when she called again and I picked it up

“Hello Afeez, why are you doing this to me? It’s unfair now. I’ve been calling your number since when we departed but it was switched off and same thing happened this morning when I called. Was it because of my reaction yesternight? I’m so sorry for that. To be sincere, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

I kept mute while she continued talking, “Why were you not in class today? Was it because of the issue?” she asked disappointedly.

“I didn’t get myself right since when you told me that you are not ready for any relationship. If I was in the class, I couldn’t concentrate, so why coming to class while I’ll gain nothing?” I confessed.

“I am very sorry for hurting your feelings; I’m going to do justice about that. I’m sorry once again,” she apologized and continued, “Mr. Popo even asked of you and also said, ‘we are writing his test tomorrow by 6:00pm’ and I have not understood the last topic he taught us very well. So, would you be so good to come and explain it to me in my house?” she requested

“I will, but am not coming to your house. Let’s meet at FF block in the school,” I replied.

“I know you will deny coming to my house, but no problem. When should I be expecting you?” she asked remarkably.

“Just give me some minutes” I replied soberly.

I left for bathroom and saw two missed calls when I came back. I checked it, and it was class rep, Funsho. I was about to call him back when he called back.

“Hello Funsho, how far?” I said.

I dey o bro. Why were you not in class today?” he curiously asked.

“Nothing jare bro. I just felt like relaxing at home today,” I replied.

“Na you o. You be boss of life nah, me self wan be like you. I’m very sure that your girl must have updated you on Mr.Popo’s new development” he said.

“Who are you referring to as my girl? You guys sha! I have not heard from anyone joor, abeg update me chap chap” I replied.

“Stop pretending bro! Besides, I am calling you on behalf of the whole class to ask about your well-being and also to invite you as tutor for the tutorial which is holding in D16 by 6:00pm today,” he said.

I sighed, “Tutor what? Why me—what do I know to teach you guys?” I asked interrogatively.

“I have delivered what they sent me o and you must not fail us. Good day,” he said and hung up the call without letting me utter a word to what he has said. I was confused. Will I be able to meet up? How do I go about Zainab’s case?

To be continued…

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