Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5
Like I said earlier, I soon became
an object of ridicule as though
there was a curse attached to
being a virgin. Each passing day
presented more emotional and
psychological torture from the
hands of Kachi and Mike as they
kept reminding me of how much
a boy I still was.
Time to sit for the Common
Entrance Examination, which
would see one into secondary
school, soon approached. We
had already planned in our
hearts to fill in, as a first choice, a
mixed secondary school in our
area which would give us more
access to relate with girls. This
we did but my joy was cut short
when on this particular day my
dad returned home with two
forms – one was the Federal
Entrance Examination form and
the other a Model Entrance
Examination form. He handed it
over to me and asked me to fill
them because he would like me
to attend any of the two type of
schools as against the state
owned school I had earlier
applied. ”How do I convince this
man now that I desperately
needed to attend that mixed
school” I found myself thinking.
”Why should the devil, out of
many other persons, chose my
dad as a kill-joy tool knowing
fully well how rigid he always is
in his decisions,” I sobbed.
I filled the two forms and
submitted it back to him as he
happily perused through them.
”Bia, Spain, you have not even
thanked me for buying you these
forms or are you not happy that
you would be going to a federal
school?” my dad asked.
*exactly, I should tear my cloth
and dance around the
neighbourhood na.ked in
appreciation that you murdered
my only hope of nailing girls abi,
old cargo*
”Oh daddy, am very happy just
that it came as a surprise. Why
shouldn’t I be happy dad, atleast,
I’ll not be attending those strike-
prone state schools. Thanks so
much dad.” I replied in pretence.
The three exams (state, model
and federal entrance exams)
soon approached and I found
myself preparing for them. I sat
for them all while praying a
miracle should just happen. A
miracle that my name should be
omitted from the federal and the
model admission list. A few
months later the results came
out. I had been offered
admission in the three schools –
state owned (mixed sex), model
(boys only) and federal (boys
only). Kachi and Mike had also
secured admission into the state
owned school which was a
dream come true for both of
them. ”Spain, how far? O boy
God don answer our prayers o.
We are finally going to school in
punnany land,” Kachi joked while
hugging me but my indifferent
reaction caught him by surprise.
”Enyia (my guy), na wetin be
your own na? Why you no dey
happy on top this good matter?”
Kachi asked. How am I going to
tell this guy that just last night a
Sovereign Family Conference was
held with me as the agenda. How
do I explain to him the SFC
resolution was that I’ll now have
to go to the boys only model
school in town. My mum kicked
against the other two options
because, according to her, the
Federal school is located in
another town which is quite far
and thus I would be separated
from her. The state owned
school, on the other hand, is a
mixed school with so many
”corrupt” girls. So, the only
option was to get me enrolled
into the boys only Model school
which is situated within town.
”My guy, e be like say I no go
follow una go that boys and girls
school again. Hmmm, my people
dem say na National High School
dem like make I go.” I explained
to Kachi in a sad tone. ”Eyaa,
sorry o, chai. No problem sha, we
go still try arrange one babe
from the school for you eh.”
Kachi replied as he tried to cheer
me up.
National High School is a school
with two faces. First, it is famous
for dedicated and hardworking
staff, well equipped labouratory/
library and as such parades most
of the brilliant male students in
town. On the other hand, it is
notorious for stubbornness,
student cult and was also the
reigning intra and inter school
fights champion. A school were
you can be ANYTHING you want
to be.
The new development entailed I
had little or no time to interact
with girls and so I compensated
for this drawback by reading all
sorts of love, romance and
sexuality works which is most
common to students attending
same sex schools. I also
continued receiving the usual
‘lectures’ and gists on the latest
escapades from Kachi and Mike
who by now are already serial
fuckers.
It was in first term of JSS3 that
something happened which later
re-wrote my intimate history.
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