Must Read: My Life On Campus - Season 1 - Episode 40

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Must Read: My Life On Campus - Season 1 - Episode 40

Prof Eze class finally came to an end after about 2hrs of non stop tutoring. Sometimes I just wonder if he ever gets tired, infact he stands throughout the class, without ever complaining that his joints were hurting him, he doesn't make use any handout or textbook, everything he say comes straightout of his head. I'd say Prof. Eze is a perfectionist.
Sighting Prof. Eze from afar coming out of the class with his briefcase, I hurriedly postponed my converstion with Cynthia and I ran straight to meet him, *willing to submit myself to helping him with his briefcase. He was quiet astonished.

Prof Eze: stop!!! what do you think you're trying to do?

Me: sir, I'm trying to help you carry your bag sir.

Prof Eze: did I tell you I'm too old?

''well of cause you're old, ...your hair is like that of wole soyinka only that it's not an Afro, your face is already wrinkled'' i tot deeply. ''infact you're twice the age of my father''. He starred at me, with rage in his eyes. I hoped he hadn't read my thoughts.

Me: sir, I'm very sorry for today. I had alot on my mind.

Prof. Eze: don't you know you're in a school
premises. You're here to learn and obtain more wisdom and knowledge. You students just come to school and waste your parents money, galevanting around, doing all sort of unworthy and unindustrious things. I'm disappointed in you students and this school in general. I don't know why I'm here, I am a graduate of Cambridge university I know my worth. Please don't make me angry.

Me: please sir, such won't repeat it self.

Prof.Eze: you've made a promise. If such repeats itself, you will have issues with me.

Me: okay sir. Thank you very much.

I breathe a sign of relive, as I watched Prof. Eze zoomed off in his Mercedes Benz C250. Prof. Eze is very wealthy, infact he changes cars like a bachelor changes girlfriends. I really looked up to him.

After my brief discuss with Prof. Eze, I went over to meet Cynthia, who was supposedly waiting for me at the front of the lecture hall, on getting there I saw Mayson and Cynthia already familairizing.

Me: hey, Mayson what's up?

Mayson: sky... (looking at me with a ''If I catch you, I go finish you look'')

Me: Mayson my guy, you've already met
Cynthia (she was smiling at me, opening her set of white teeth)

Mayson: yes o. So, Cynthia how are you doing now?. I'm Sorry for the break in transmission

Cynthia: I'm good, juz chilling. The weather is so hot,

Mayson: yh! That's just how it is over here. You care for a drink?

Cynthia: fo'sho I ain't doing none. Em' is Temy coming?.

Mayson: okay, Temy she said you should come but I thought you said, you were going out with precious today?

Me: oboy! Precious has travelled. (I lied)

Mayson: you no wan borrow my ps3?, at least you go dey play game for house wella. I don get the new FIFA14, the latest one, even GOD OF WAR, and Assassin creed.

Temy: Mayson you know say I no get TV na, na only home theatre I get, why you dey talk like this na.

Mayson: Choi! I don forget. My brain dey skip sometimes. Mehn... Kai, Kai, Kai..

Temy: Mayson wetin happen?

Cynthia: Temy, what's up with your friend? (looking at my direction)

Temy: I don't know, I think he is nervous. Probably because you're way too beautiful. He has a crush on you.

Mayson: Temy you dey.....*sigh, let's all go to get something to eat and drink.

We walked into a fast food restaurant in school, we sat down, and the waiter came over to our table to ask what we wanted. I smiled a devils smile..

Mayson: Temy why you dey smile?

Me: I'm just happy. Seeing you and Cynthia, your dream girl together, just gives me great joy. I'm happy for you guys.

Cynthia: oh Lord! You guys are funny, like seriously

Mayson: waiter abeg, give me malt and chicken lap,..

Waiter: okay.

Mayson: wait.. I hope say, una fry am well.
Waiter: yes.

Mayson: hey, baby.. What do you care for?

Cynthia: you got fried rice and beef?

Mayson: afa, give her fried rice and beef, give am five alive join am... Temy wetin you want?

Me: abeg you get pounded yam?

Waiter: yes sir

Me: good, mix am with egusi soup and turkey lap, and em, one bottle of harp for the road.

Waiter: okay sir.

Mayson: Temy... (touching my hand and smiling)

Me: Mayson you don turn gay oo, why you dey romance me na?

Mayson: Temy, abeg I no get money reach that one (*whispering), na only pounded yam and turkey lap I fit buy for you, even sef money no reach. Please abeg.

Me: ey! Which kind yawa be this, you wan fall your hand abi?

Mayson: no na, Money no too dey like that na.

Me: you dey f*ck u I swear. Anyway sha... Na even manage I wan manage this pounded yam.

To cut the long story short, I paid for the Harp, I no wan fall my guy hand. I was indeed satisfied, but still yet thoughts of Precious still beclouded my mind.