C9 Exam At The Corner

"Get that dirty pot out of this room, will you? Chioma yelled at boolu. I looked up from the book I was reading as boolu stood up reluctantly from the bed.

Boolu was not a very neat person. She left the pot she cooked with, with some leftover food inside unwashed for almost a week until it started to stink of rottenness and she was fond of doing that. Perhaps she loved the smell of dirt thought in amusement, like my sis at home who loved the smell of diesel, or she was just lazy.

Chioma and I had not been very friendly after the minor incident, or would I say she has been avoiding me. We had been close before when she found out I was from eastern part of the country just like her until then.

"Sorry guys, I actually thought I washed it yesterday, Ashley don't look at me like that please" boolu said rolling her eyes.

" That's a lie, you always do that, you are fond of doing it, it's not the first time, and it's not that you forgot" said Ashley. 'Hope you studied home economics in primary school, put it into practice and stop behaving like a dirty troll like the one in Merlin" she added laughing.

"Abeg no judge me, and that thing wey you talk no funny at all" boolu said as she grabbed the sponge from the soap dish.

"This room really stinks right now, anytime she does this again she would find her mattress and properties outside the room" chioma said feigning annoyance than she actually was.

"I heard youuu" boolu said from outside.

First semester exam was around the corner, next to weeks precisely and I really had much to cover up. Some lecturers never showed up until three weeks before the upcoming exam and we had to read and browse and do research on our own with little or no explanation from the lecturers. I was kind of nervous when I heard that some students faints or pass out when in exam Hall when they see some exam questions. That was how tough the questions really are.

I didn't know if it was actually through because some of our senior colleagues makes up some stories that may not be through just to put fear in us like we were kids.

The last one I heard that made me laugh so hard was the one about a very hooge guy after he got into the exam Hall and saw the question, started sweating profusely and next thing was that he began to pee on his pants and didn't realize it until the person sitting next to him tapped him and pointed at it. I didn't believe it but it actually made me laugh, poor boy, I wondered the embarrassment he must have faced.

When I really began to doubt the storues and realise they were just made up by these two hundred level students to scare us that are in hundred level or to just show off that they have been through a lot and weren't our mate was when one of them told me that there was a lecturer who never smiled or answered people's greetings and gave everyone an F in text and exam no matter what you wrote.

He also added that the person he got the highest score then got a C and no one ever got an A or B, I had started hating on the man even before meeting him, but surprisingly he was very friendly when he taught and after the first test almost every one passed.

I stood up from my bed and stretched, I had been sitting there reading for almost four hours now and my back was already aching me. I picked a bottle of water and gulped and realized how tasty and dehydrated I had been. I thought about Daniel, I have been very busy lately and we barely had time for each other. The last time we met we had a little argument and he texted and called me the next day and I refused to pick up.

I picked up my cell phone from the reading table at the corner of the room, hesitated, and later dialed his number to call. His number wasn't going through so dropped it back.

After some minutes, about there's or four I called again this time it said it was switched off but I knew Daniel would never leave his phone to go down completely unless something happened, so I guessed it might be as a result of poor Network.

I texted him on WhatsApp.

'Miss you so much, should I come over' delete....

'How are you doing, I miss you' delete....

'Hope you are doing fine, without me' send....and then dropped the phone.

After barely a minute a notification came into my phone and I rushed to check it. I was very dissapointed only to find out that it was a message from my class group chat. I checked his chat again but it seemed he wasn't online. As I was about to delete the message I saw it was already marked blue meaning he had read it and I quickly dropped the phone on the bed, out of breath. Is he going to be upset with me for ignoring his calls? Do he even miss me, I thought.

Another notification came into my phone and it was Daniel.

'How can I be fine when you have refused to pick my call for the past two days, you are hurting my feeling' he texted with a crying emoji.

Another message came in, it was also from him.

'i'm very sorry dear, miss you so much, are you still upset?

I wanted to tell him how much I miss him, that I even nearly felt like dying, but I let my pride to get the better part of me. I just told him that I wasn't upset anymore.

After texting for sometime he called me on voice call, his voice was kind of shaky and low, I was a little bit scared.

"Whats wrong dear, Are you okay? I asked worriedly.

"I have severe headache, like my head hurts so much and I'm running temperature, but it's fine Sha, he added. He was always like that, saying everything is fine when it was not.

"Are you serious? Have you taken any drugs, aww poor thing, my baby, only two days without me"

He laughed lightly and added something I didn't hear clearly. in my mind I was already thinking of going over to his place and I was really worried.