More Than A Friend - Season 1 - Episode 15

6 years ago

More Than A Friend - Season 1 - Episode 15

We first went to the tap to clean up, then straight to the class as we were both weak somehow, we entered the class with boned face forming
“We don do am finish! Nothing do us last last! Na we be this!” Some part of class were laughing, some said ‘welcome back kissers’, some said ‘when next’, I just ignored every comment and went to my seat, the class began to murmur heavily that the class captain was frustrated and shouted,Kwat op making a noise! Am writing the names of noise members! ” instead of “the names of noise makers” he corrected himself immediately while some students were still laughing. Deborah came to welcome me back to the class,

“Take, this is your Agric note, I’ve helped you to copy all the necessary notes excluding Mathematics, all you need to do now is to read them up” she said as she was smiling.
“Wow!” I exclaimed lowly as I was out of words for what the girl did, I just leaned to the side a bit and hugged her very briefly before Mrs Adelaja sees us again, I was very sure that she would buy land for us to clear (three plots each) if she catches us again, I told Deborah to bring her ears closer, I whispered into her ear,

“I love you so much” she smiled and responded,

“It’s not official enough” (we both laughed out). David heard our voice from the next roll and said,

“See them, Henry, you’ve come again abi? Don’t worry, your next offence shall be “S£x inside principal’s office” and the punishment will be “forever in the farm” Bascart!” About 3/4 of the class burst into laughter while I responded, “you no well”
******Fast Forward******

Our ladies were already plaiting their hair, we guys were already in long sleeve shirts, it was not a dream that we were already in SS3 first term. We would treat past questions more than the normal class work, I would always be with past questions and calculator, how Deborah used to come to my seat reduced by 30% precisely, Quazeem (the closest friend to Michael) was suddenly closer to Deborah, Michael would always ask me to confess the relationship between Deborah and I, while I would reply nothing whenever he asked. They announced that the school prefects would be chosen in the following week…

******Fast Forward******

On that stressful Monday, neither Adewale nor I was able to enjoy the class likewise other prefects to be due to the annoying interviews in the staff room. We were in the staff room for the last level of the interview and that was around 1pm, they released other prefects-to-be to go to their classes while only Adewale and I were remained.

Mr Fash: Adewale, how old are you?

Adewale: 17years old sir.

Mr Fash: And you? Williams.

I: (smiling) 18 years old sir.

Mr Togbe and Mrs Adelaja: Kwhat!!!!!!

Mr Togbe: So, you’re older than him…

Adewale and I: (looked @ eachother and smiled)

Alhaja Falade: This is a “short man devil”

All the teachers: (laughs)

Mr Fash: You can go to your class.

Closing bell was jingled, after the necessary prayers and some announcements, the principal was coming with white paper containing the names of the prefects, I changed my position on the queue and moved to the front, I zoomed the names on the paper with my eyes I discovered that the 1st name on the list was longer than the 2nd name, (and my name is longer than Joel’s name), but I could not see clearly what was written there, I moved a bit closer again and zoomed again and I was able to see that it ws my name but I could not see the post written in front of it,
“Chai! This principal wise o, he don cover the posts sha” I said in my mind and started preparing for the speech I would give in case I was the head boy.

The principal started calling the names one after the other, all of us were set on the corridor facing others, he began to assign the posts as it was written on the list from lowest to the highest, the senior girl was from art department, Deborah was the assistant senior girl, Mary and Kayode were the social prefects, Rachael was the health prefect, Roliat and Salamot were the laboratory prefects etc the principal continued
“…and the assistant senior prefect boy of the school is…… Adewale Joel Johnbull while Williams Henry Opeyemi is the senior prefect boy for the year 2010/2011 and he happens to be the youngest head boy in the history of this school since 1989.” As he finished the announcement, he left immediately, the microphone was handed over to Mr Fash, whole students were shouting at random, I didn’t know what to do next, Joel and I hugged eachother.

I collected the microphone,
“(sighs) Wow! It’s surprising! Well, I return all the glory back to God for making it possible. A lot of thanks to the principal, Mrs Adelaja and other teachers (I looked @ Mrs Adelaja’s face and she was just smiling) for the decision that favoured me. Bundles of thanks to my friends for their support, and to my lovers, a huge thanks to you guys. All I need from you fellow students is your cooperation, perfect one and with that, everything will go peacefully, now to my Number two (Joel), (I moved closer to him and put my left hand around his shoulder) he has for once been my Number one, but now I call him the 2nd head boy and not the assistant. Thanks to you all.”

I dropped the microphone. The assembly was dismissed, some hefty guys from commercial class came up and carried me and some were shouting “youngest! Youngest! Youngest!” They went round the school when I was busy laughing and shouting on top of my voice,

“Don’t let me fall o!!! “. That day, I was happy from within me.