Memories Of Cupid - Season 1 - Episode 2

7 years ago

Memories Of Cupid - Season 1 - Episode 2

Vera lifted her head and collided with very black eyes

set between incredibly luxuriant ebony lashes and she instantly felt oddly drowsy for a split second.

Drop-dead gorgeous was an understatement.
That lean, taut bone-structure composed of flaring dark, proud cheekbones, wide narrow mouth and assertive jaw-line, was the very essence of raw masculinity.

As she encountered his stunning dark eyes her
mouth ran dry, her colour heightened. Who was he? and why was he seated waiting patiently for God knows what.

She sighed as she noticed the numerous lustful stares shot by the few shameless colleagues of hers towards the devilishly handsome young man dressed in fabulously tailored mohair and silk-blend pearl grey suit.

Vera adjusted her blue jacket worn on a yellow camisole as she hurriedly drifted her attention to the work before her, She had a blue straight knee length trousers on which hugged her prefect curves.

Vera was a beauty to behold, She had been retained immediately she finished her NYSC in intercontinental bank. She finished with a first class from the University of Lagos, Banking and finance and class of 2011. Vera was pretty and also brainy, She always did her work efficiently and was friendly to customers, She had a way of flashing her captivating smiles to her colleagues and customers. She had been awarded as the best behaved banker at the Bankers’ award night the previous year.

She’d been at the receiving end of malicious gossip and treatment by some of her colleagues who found her disgusting and also likened her to a bag of rubbish. Vera Williams however remained friendly and nice to everyone. What was on her mind at that period of her life was marriage. Of course, most of her male colleagues had tried asking her out and immediately walking her down the aisle but she had turned them down. To her, She knew what she was looking out for.

It had taken all of the energy remained in her to convince her mother she would get married at God’s perfect time, She was beginning to get tired of the tiring and exhausting
conversations she always had with her mother.
Mrs Ivie Williams found it very easy reminding her daughter that Mitchell, Vera’s younger sister got married at the age of twenty-four and was already away with her husband and two kids in Paris.

“Vera, The branch manager wants to see you” Kemi who worked with her at the same wing jolted her back from the world she must had gone to. She really had to push away her worries and concentrate on her work.

“Alright, thanks”Vera replied curtly.

Kemi sneered and hissed as Vera walked to the elevator, Kemi was obviously one of Vera’s haters.

Her yellow stiletto heels made the sounds it was good at as she swayed her hips to where the elevator was.

Vera twisted her lips and sighed in exasperation.

“Why would he need her attention?” She asked herself. She pressed the third button on the elevator indicating she wanted to be lifted to the third floor of the large and spacious building painted in cream and Orange from the ground floor where she worked.

Curiosity surged through her body as she knocked at the door. She was asked to come in by the Manager’s secretary, She walked into the extremely cold office, She fixed her eyes at the Panasonic Air conditioner providing the cold comfort to her spirit, The A.C was more efficacious than the Samsung A.C fixed on the colourful walls of her wing at the ground floor.

She cleared her throat and explained to Sandra, the manager’s secretary that he wanted to see her. Sandra eyed her and informed her boss Vera was around to see him. She nodded and asked Vera to go in. Vera stirred and said her thank you. She never liked Sandra, She had always known Sandra had a thing for Mr.Collins , the branch manager. She always wondered how sandra managed to buy her way in even though everyone knew she didn’t merit the post.

Vera knocked at the door to the branch manager’s office, She was happy she was done knocking at doors. She sighted the plastic tag placed at the door which on it was “The Branch Manager”. Her heart did a quick flip flop as she was asked to come in. She did a rapid sign of the cross and pushed the door open.

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The bell was rung as soon as the wall clock which hung on the wall beside the whiteboard stroke 2:00pm. Junior students happily ran out playing, laughing, Some queuing to buy buns and drinks. Elyme gazed outside and sighted a group of girls giggling and whispering to ears.
She knew they were gossiping, a similar picture of the way she and her friends did gossip when they were also like them flashed through her mind. She smiled and casted her mind back to the class. The hungry worms in her tommy were beginning to scream, She had to put something in her stomach before the next class starting by 2:30pm began. She was about getting up when Jimi approached her.

“Excuse me, could you please give me your chemistry note to write? I couldn’t finish up with…” He had hardly finished His statement when Elyme snapped at him

“Sorry to burst your bubble, I can’t”

With that, She walked out on him, She felt awkward due to the disdainful and killing stares she got anytime Jimi tried talking to her.

What she didn’t understand was why he kept snobbing girls who talked to him, Anita had also received the worst embarrassment she could ever receive in Toddly heights academy when she was snobbed by this same Jimi.

She could remember a teacher had asked him why and how he was admitted to a terminal class. He explained to the teacher he recently got back from Italy into the country few weeks back and just had to be registered in a school to finish up his secondary school education, A neighbour in the estate he was living with his dad and siblings had recommended Toddly heights academy as one of the best schools in town. Everyone had admired his perfect looks, stature and accent.

The class was taken aback when the handsome chap had introduced himself as Folajimi Kuti,
The only son of the famous Minister of foreign Affairs, Dr Laolu Kuti to the class teacher, Mr. Frank who flashed His brightest Mr cool smile at Jimi Kuti, he hadn’t done that in recent weeks!.

Jimi clenched His fists as he returned back to his seat. Puriche, one of his classmates who had been sweet on him walked up to him with her skirt slightly pulled up exposing her fresh thighs

“Jims, Would you like to walk me to the eatery over there?” She licked her lower lip sexily.

Jimi felt disgusted and stormed out of the class.

To Be Continued…