Le Crush

           It was a cold Monday morning accompanied with the usual hustle of trying to get to class early! (Omg how I so hate 8:00am lectures), immediately I alighted from the public transport,obviously I had to check the neatly starched ironed white I was wearing for any stains,it was a Monday morning no one would want to be looking scruffy  (disadvantages of depending on the regular yellow and black striped buses commonly known as molue for mobility) luckily enough there weren't any. At this time it was already 7:45 (that's still quite fair don't you think!?),i hurried to car park and to my amazement there was no cue as it should have been just like other Mondays (My guardian angel must be really happy with me this morning) I thought. 

           On getting to class It was almost full and it was just 7:53am,wasnt suprised anyway, of course it's a class of law students (what more can be expected). I had to sit at the back which had the only spaces left (will I ever get a chance to sit at the front?) I asked my self,while this self interrogation was going on in my already relaxing brain which was just recovering from all the stress I went through that morning, that was when she entered!,my world went pink,a rumble erupted in my belly! (oh my she's around!) ,her neatly braided her,her natural face even better than those who batter themselves with make-up, her well-curved lips that emitt a smile I can stare on for days!,a petite body attached with a light smooth skin (how many days did u use in creating this being!?),i asked my creator. 

                That was when she smiled at me  (why did she smile at me?,have I been smiling like a fool all the time I was thinking of how she was created) these questions rushed into my head like a faucet that has just been graced to produce water after a period of famine,(do I wave to her?,walk up to her? Or just sit like a sore loser and let this golden moment pass me by!?) that was when I released a wink, oh how stupid of me right? Just a wink? Out of all the available romantic gestures this world has taught us!, I must have been a very poor student at that ,but what I could I do? The deed had been done.

                 Then the inevitable happened, she walked up to me  (oh my what do I say?),i haven't written any speech! ,i wasn't prepared for this moment ,the next thing I heard was a sweet soft voice "hi,good morning " she said, my heart melted it was like the voices of a thousand angels, I stuttered "hi goo goo good morning", "is the sit next to you free!?" she asked...that was when I remembered oh my! I was supposed to save a seat for my usual late arrival friend tolu ,(fuck it!,) I told my self (tolu is a nigga he should understand this is an emergency) and perhaps I could always give him my note to
copy after class. "Yes it is free" I responded shyly, as I paved way for her to sit that's when I saw her name written on
The book "Christiana adeyemi",then at the top left of the same note, the word "kayy" was inscribed on it, (Kayy?) I pondered (what does it mean?), then I struck gold of course it's her nick name ,everyone has a nickname right?.

                "Kayy,what a cool name" I said having summoned courage , "she looks surprised, "how did you know that name?" she asks with the same angelic voice I had heard earlier!,(why did I call her that name? What have I done?,havent I potrayed myself as a clueless stalker?) as these thoughts haunt me,i prayed for my guardian angel to manifest once again and give me an answer to this simple but
 inevitable difficult question. Then the classroom's door
opens, it's the lecturer!,he's around, an immeasurable joy leaps into my heart, (this is it,the unplanned prison break!,a way out!) if only I could see my guardian angel right now, irrespective of its sex a warm hug is to be given!,she smiles once again, the question is erased! (Eureka!) I said inwardly. 

                Then my subconscious comes knocking in,that little sneaky demon,what does it want again!!?, "you may have escaped this time,but the next time she asks again what do you say?,call a lecturer to walk in again?" the bitter truth! ,"if only she knew I have this undying CRUSH on her, perhaps she wouldn't ask again" I said to myself,"well that's a tale for another day" my subconscious says mockingly,I shrugged,picked up my pen and smiled sheepishly! ," at least she gets to sit beside me today" I reply, "law of contract" I write getting ready for the days lecture.

An Undesired First

             Little did he know IT was gonna feel this way, his heart racing,pounding, drops of sweat like grains of beans stuck to his large black shiny forehead”What have I just done!?” this thought keeps hitting him,he checks his time “10:23pm!!!” he exclaims.
           That’s when he remembers he took the range rover  from the mechanic’s place earlier in the morning ,he sighs the luxury of relief. At this time his eyes have become tinted and red as a blacksmiths just heated blade,he summons courage picks his car,greets richard and tobi (who at this time are in some other realm) bye,they wave weakly.
           He switches on the engine!,it makes a revving sound!,ofcourse it has to!, for a car of 40milion naira!. He makes a u-turn and heads into the freeway,the absence of traffic and the well lighted express road,the luxury of living in lekki,the land of the elites as it is so called.
            He is running 120 km/ph,the effects of what he had taken earlier starts to sink in!,his eyes have become so dim he could barely see the steering’s fine leather!, it was when he notices his eyes have been closed for 10 seconds he hears a loud bang! ,the airbag immediately appears like magic out of the finely made steering.
              He has just had an accident,at this point he knows he is
 helpless!,the damaged car!,his late “arrival” from the errand
which he was sent since morning and which he still won’t come back from for a long time , he closes his eyes more willingly this time!, still seated upside down in the already totalled car!.
          After 3 weeks of a long totally unconscious sleep,he opens his eyes slightly,he sees himself in a neatly painted white room a flat screen close to his bed, an expensive and well sophisticated machinery  which he was attached to. His head hurts,he opens his eyes widely this time,his body had been stitched all over ,his wearing the popular white robe, admitted patients wear in hospitals ,thats when he remembers , “I had an accident” he says with no ounce of ease.
            After another two hours of sleep, a tall dark man
dressed in a neatly starched white robe enters,” jide!,how are you!?,welcome back”  he says with a deep low voice!,jide
stares at the man, “why does he look so familiar” he soliloquises ,thats when it hit him, he’s in his dad’s hospital and the doctor is his father. “hey dad!” he says weakly accompanied with a fearful smile.
             His dad explains what happened to him,how many months he was out for and what happened all through,then the doctor asks the question jide had been anticipating but silently praying with an atom of hope that he wouldn’t,” when did you start smoking? And why did you have to smoke
 on the day of your accident?! When all I told u to do was to go and get your mum’s car from the mechanic !!” his father asks in a low but stern voice so as not to arouse curiosity in the mind of other patients around who are already straining their ears trying to hear the emotional conversation between the doctor and the ill looking patient.
            Jide swallows spit, different thoughts racing into his head, why did he branch at Richards crib, why did he allow himself to be talked into taking “SK” as they “the youths” call it which is actually marijuana, cannabis in the medical field. Jide had been “keeping himself” since secondary school,heeding to mum's advice about abstaining from drugs!.The silence continued for 1 more minute before he
 finally began his tale by saying "it was my first....".