Memories Of Cupid Season 1

Season 7 years ago

Memories Of Cupid Season 1

“Elyme, don’t tell me you dint notice the way that new boy was staring at you in physics class today” Anita whispered to her friend who was writing notes on the wooden table.

Elyme sighed for the umpteenth time, When was she going to be free from her crazy friend anyways?

She rolled her big eyeballs, Anita giggled. She did that anytime Elyme rolled those big eyeballs of her, she had a pretty oval face, perfectly shaped V-jaw and nice immaculate dentition.
She had an hour glass figure which made guys drool.She had a pair of dark s*xy** eyes which complemented her face whereas her best friend and seat partner was just a plain Jane.

“Correction! He wasn’t looking at me”
Elyme chipped in

She eyed her friend Anita, then she noticed Anita wasn’t paying attention, Elyme traced her eyes to the spot she was glaring at. She was stunned to see an indisputably drop dead gorgeous handsome male specimen, he was effortlessly elegant in his well tailored cream coloured shirt, blood red tie and red smoothly ironed trousers. Elyme scrutinized him from head to toe, he had on a neatly polished black shoes which shone from distance, his brown eyes made him look tempting, he had his left hand in his pocket and walked to a seat which the girls guessed was his seat. His exotic Chanel No.5 fragrance filled the air. Elyme got a grip on herself, She was determined not to allow any guy shift her attention from academics, not even when she had her final examinations in secondary school fast approaching. She tapped Anita when she noticed the young girl would continue looking on and on if she was given the chance.

“Were you listening to me?” Elyme shot her an angry face.

Anita wiped the beads of saliva forming on her lips. She curtsied and whispered silently

“I must get to know that new guy”

Elyme sighed and replied, picking her pen which fell from the floor

“Who joins a school in SS3″

Anita had already gone before she could call Jack Benson!

“Guy, you don finish MAT401 project?”
Oluwole asked scooping a spoonful of the popular Mama Ejiro’s rice into his mouth,
Mama Ejiro was an old widow who sold Rice and stew outside Zik hostel to students.
Sometimes students wondered the amount of money the poor woman was making from her sales which wasn’t enough to feed the five children she had.

Oluwole fetched himself a bottle of chilled water from the medium sized fridge he and his roommate managed to buy.

Austin moved from the polished mahogany reading table and sat on the brownish yellow oriental rug. He wiped away the rings of sweat on his forehead and said, “Wole, I never finish am o”

Just then a knock sounded on the door.

“Who is that?” Oluwole managed to speak even though his mouth was full of rice.

“It’s me, Cassandra”

Austin chuks sighed.

“When are you going to get married Vera?
Answer me! When?” Mrs Williams ranted from the kitchen immediately she saw her twenty-seven year old first daughter and banker walked into the tastefully furnished sitting room. The middle-aged woman had been meaning to ask her daughter ever since she moved in with her because of the far distance of her 3-bedroom flat at GRA to her bank located at Lekki Phase 2

Vera slumped on the deep Burgundy leather sofa and muttered silently “There she goes again!”

To Be Continued…