Must Read: My Life On Campus - Season 1 - Episode 25

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Must Read: My Life On Campus - Season 1 - Episode 25

''Wait, I no hear you well'' I said, trying to clean my two ears with my fingers, so I could hear properly. I tot it was a joke maybe to just scare me or something. Marvis was fund of playing pranks on people.



Makavelli: Na 7000 mg of tramadol dey inside and 1000 mg of ref. Na me pop am inside, and 2 megasea for the road. You no like how we take dey?



Me: ey chimo! (I spoke in Igbo language for the first time) Makavelli why na?


Thompson: Temy you be chicken


Me: you sharrap, men dey talk you dey put mouth.


Mayson: hey, thank God say I no drink. Make I dey sip my megasea dey go. Mama abeg you get alomo?



Mama: yes my pikin


Mayson: abeg give me one, hope say e cold?


Mama: yes o. E cold well.


My mind kept beating very fast, ''what have I taken'' I tot ''make I no go die o, ey Jesus these guys don kill me o''. I was interrupted my Makellivi.


Makavelli: hope say you don eat?


Me: yes I don eat.


Makavelli: then you shouldn't be afraid, infact... (I could see him turning another round of diluted coke into my cup) Temy take another round (offering it to me) If you take this one, if you no reach heaven make I die.



Me: Makavelli na now I know say you hate me o.
Chai! You For tell me na?


Makavelli: If I hate you I for don blend you enter confranity tey tey but you be my guy, I fit kill for y.



Me: bros, abeg leave me.

At that moment, Thompson received a call from one of our course mate telling us that Prof. Eze had fixed a class which was to commence in about 10mins. ''This is the worst day of my life'' I tot ''Make I no go faint for class o''.



Marvis: Temy why you dey sweat na. That level don dey work o. It's just 10:50 (he checked his Gucci wrist watch), afternoon never reach na.



Me: if you wan insult me, insult me well o. Idiot. Yeye boy



The 6 of them stood up, including the pretty yellow pawpaw babe who had remained mute throughout my whole ordeal. They paid the person incharge and we all left for class.



In about 5 mins time Prof. Eze was at the venue. Prof Eze, was one of the most intelligent man
I've seen. He was average height, had lots of grey hair on his head, infact it was as white as cotton wool. When he teaches he doesn't take with him a text book or a note pad, all he teaches just flows out of his head.



Meanwhile, I was sitting at the middle of lecture room, already feeling the effect of the ''mixture'' I had taken. I began to sweat so much, the hoody I put on was almost wet. I was drenched in my own sweat. My handkerchief was dripping sweat. Mayson looked at me smiled a devils kind of smile.



Me: Mayson I done die o (i said whispering to him)



Mayson: you no go die. I reject am for you


Me: ayy! Na so I go take go.


My eyes began to see double, it was somehow blurry. My hands where shaking, I wasn't comfortable. Although, I wasn't myside, but I felt a kind of joy in me. I was happy. I was beginning to love the feeling. The good aspect was overtaking the bad aspect. ''should I go home'' i tot. ''Prof. Eze hasn't started yet'', all these thoughts roamed through my head. then all of sudden. Prof Eze began to speak.



Prof Eze: can someone lock the front and the back door please. No one is going in or out. Lecture commences.



He began to observe the students in his class. Maybe he was probably counting them, I don't know. He kept starring until he suddenly gazed at me. I felt my heart skipped thrice, but still yet I felt this strange confidence. I felt like I was goliath and he was Davis. I had to just compose myself tho.



Mayson: Temy, Prof Eze dey observe you o (he
whispered to me)



Me: bros, I know. Make I compose myself o


Prof Eze. Slowly worked towards me, like a lion
about to give a surprise attack to it's victim. He came to my sit and starred at me.



Prof Eze: where's your book?


Me: it's here sir, (bringing it out from my pocket)
Prof Eze: so, you're putting my book inside your
pocket, what rubbish?


''no be your book o, na my book'' I said inwardly. I began to laugh.


Prof Eze: why are you laughing what's so funny?


The whole class kept quiet looking at the unfolding drama. I looked at him, but I couldn't see him clearly, because of the drugs had taken maximum effect.




Prof Eze: what nonsense.


Me: sir I'm sorry. I'm laughing at my stupidity sir. (I pray o)


Prof Eze: good. So, why are sweating profusely under this cold
weather?



Me: sir, I'm not feeling fine. As a result of your lecture, I had come so I wouldn't miss out. I trekked from my house to the school. Doctor says I have typhoid and malaria combine.
I began to fake my illness. And it worked,
Tramadol and Refnol did the trick. He gave me his attendance, I couldn't even write my name. Mayson had to help out. I walked home slowly, probably walking like a zombie. But how I got home, I didn't know. I went to bed and slept off for like 2 days. I was gone. Makavelli was right.... I probably went to heaven to see the Angels

Moral of this Episode

Your friends can either make you or break you. Either which way