My Life In Campus Episode 4

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I fumed as I waited patiently at the door. The
Intimate sounds that kept coming out of my
room established nasty pictures on my
subliminal mind. I couldn’t tolerate the sound
any longer, I turned around and rested my
arms on the railing of the corridor listening to
music. Why should Kofo break my heart?,
what was my offence?, why did she have to
choose my roommate?, why on earth is she
not in class?, when did she decide to be
wayward?.

These questions kept ringing on my
mind simultaneously. Girls shouldn’t be
allowed in the hall at this time, I guess she
sneaked in, why should she? I thought to
myself. I couldn’t wait to satisfy my
curiousity, so I lividly knocked at the door.
“Onye na-aku aka, na onu uzo nna ya otu
ahau?” Emeka questioned ignorantly, which
means ‘Who is knocking on his father’s door
like that?’
Emeka is my nasty roommate. He is a
casanova, he gallantly gives girls more
attention than his studies; I can forfeit any
examination to be with a lady, he jokingly said
to me one faithful day.

I was left in the dark to figure out the meaning
of what he said. I wished I could understand
and speak Igbo at that very moment. I had no
choice, I knocked again.
“Who’s that na?” He asked disturbed.
“It’s me.” I replied furiously.
“You. Who?”
“Banji!” I answered aggravated.
I am Olabanji Adebanjo, Banji to be concise.
Friends compare me to Hulk Hogan because of
my physique. Short folks tilt their neck at an
angle of elavation just to gaze at me. I get
easily irritated when I don’t have my way.

“Jeeeez! Am coming.” He shockingly replied.
I could easily hear their jumbled movement
trying to put things in order. I had to wait for
some minutes just for him to open the door.
Emeka finally came out with his slacked BYC
singlet on, exhibiting his broad chest like a
table tenis board. I wasn’t surprised that he
was sweating because he must have been
fatigued after the exercise.
“Am sorry Banji.”

He apologized quickly with a
wink.
With a vindictive look I replied almost
immediately, “Be sorry for yourself.”
My brain was as hot as a plugged electric
iron. All I could think of was to go in and
confront my so-called girlfriend. Emeka was
still standing on my way, pleading
continuously.
“I know you are very upset. Very very upset.”
He said with a cloud of pity on his face.
“Why won’t I?” I interrupted harshly. “You are
not a good friend. You are far from being good.”

“I know. I didn’t respond your calls when you
did.”
“Call? Which call?” I asked slightly mystified.
“Yes. I missed two of your calls.”
I was so confused, because I can’t recall when
I dialed his number. I quickly brought out my
mobile to check my recent call log.
Suprisingly, his number appeared as my most
recently dialed contact. I was still shocked,
looking at the log again like an unbelievable
magic. Emeka stood at akimbo, looking at me
thinking deeply on a spot.

I later realised I mistakenly dialed his number instead of
Kofo’s. I had saved Kofo’s number as
‘Emerald’ which came immediately after
‘Emeka’ on my contact list. My impatience
was the sole cause of that mistake.
I was not satisfied, so I proceeded inside the
room to satisfy my curiousity. Our room is a two-man room, big enough to accomodate two
extra individuals.

Emeka decided to demarcate
the room with a big opaque curtain because of his promiscuous activities. I prayed I was wrong about Kofo’s presence in the room. I swung the curtain to the right to expose the stranger’s face for verification. She never noticed I was already in the room, even directly behind her, because she was already sitted facing the wall, pretending to be reading
a magazine. Foolish girl, who do you think you are deceiving, I almost said. I moved closer and tapped her.

She reluctantly turned
around and looked at me. I was bolted from
the blue when I saw who it was. My heart
skipped a beat. I wiped my face with my right
palm, concentrating more on my eyes because
I still can’t believe she is the one am seeing.
She felt mortified burying her head. I stood at
akimbo and nodded in pity.
“Sister Grace! Exco! Church! Haba!” I said,
pronouncing each word with my mouth open
wide like a goalpost.

TO Be Continued

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