Let’s Play – Chapter 8
Keywords: Let’s Play, Nigerian, Free, Web Novel, Drama, Romance, Play Girl, Fabling Pam, Adventure, Fablingverse
+Daniella+
When Bimbo and I got back to our room, I narrated everything that had happened between Bolaji and me to him, and unsurprisingly, she laughed and couldn’t stop laughing till I punched her on her arm.
“What? It is funny,” she said with a huge grin.
“So I need a new target,” I said, hoping that she would not say anything to mock me.
“I knew you would finally come to your senses!” she squealed. I was wrong for hoping, but again, this was what I liked about her. Always crazy, jovial, and finding new things to laugh about.
“Just get me a name, I don’t want to play him, just want to use him to get Bolaji Jealous,” I said before she got her hopes high.
“Tobi Daniel,” she said with a content smile.
She put on her laptop, logged on to Facebook, and went to his profile page. I smiled when I saw his picture.
If Bolaji thinks that he can make me jealous, he is in for a shocker. I will make him miserably jealous. Oh, and before I forget, that lecturer’s life had to get ruined. He wants to play Alpha, right? Let’s see about that.
“Um, Bimbo, can you help me get some basic information on one of my lecturers that I could use to damage his entire life at once?” Her mouth dropped as she tried to grasp what I had just said.
After staring at me for about two minutes, she finally asked, “Why?”
“He said something like this.” I played the recording for her, and she burst into a fit of laughter, but this time, I really didn’t find it funny, even the slightest bit.
“Didn’t he look at your face? It has virgin written all over it.” Now Igett why she was laughing.
“At least I don’t go about pretending to be what I’m not,” I said, hoping my statement would hurt her, and it did. She glared at me, then huffed.
“I don’t act like I’m not a virgin; I just have fun! Come on, Dan! Just because we both agreed to wait till we are married before we do the yucky! It does not mean that I should live in a shadow! Look at yourself! You are practically bored stiff twenty-four-seven! Do you know why I even agreed to this psycho sick game without thinking twice? Because it was the only fun Idea you had come up with since we made that pact!”
Wow! Talk about ga uilty conscience! I had nothing to say after her explosion. I mean, I wanted my statement to hurt her, but I didn’t expect it to hurt her that much, plus WOWZERZ! Hers hurt me more.
“I’m sorry,” I said,d pulling her into a hug.
“It’s okay.” She shrugged.
“No, it’s not. I shouldn’t have said that to you.” I said, I’m releasing her from the hug.
“Don’t worry about it. Plus, for a girl who never lets emotions show, hugging me really shows you are sorry.” I felt my cheek light up. A good thing I am black. If not, I would have been red like a tomato.
“Now what’s this talk about ruining someone’s life?” She squealed, lighting up.
+Bolaji+
“Just think back and try guessing for the right student,” I smirked as I stood up to leave his office.
“Young man, do you think I am afraid?” He asked in a stern voice as I held the doorknob in an attempt to leave.
I slowly turned around to face him and said in my most serious face ever and a serious voice, too, “You should be.” For a moment, I saw fear glitter in his eye, then I added before turning around to leave, “This is the last time you will see me in your office. Even the fiercest of hunters do not attack the lioness when her lion is around and hungry.”
That was actually a proverb my father once taught me; he actually meant it in the business sense. Something about noticing the advantages of your opponent’s then ‘strategising a way around them before you strike. But as ironic or funny as it may sound, that proverb really suited this………. Situation. And knowing that, must professors he would put a thousand meanings into it and will probably scare himself more than I intended to.
Or he could want to prove a point that he cannot be threatened, and, in that case, let’s just say money is always the best weapon.
As I got to the car park, I saw the girl that Daniella had hugged the day before, obviously flirting with a guy who was leaning on a black BMW. Another girl stomped towards both of them and got in between them, then kissed the guy. The first girl just turned around with a huge grin on her face as she said something I couldn’t hear due to the distance, then strutted away from them, coming towards me like a supermodel, and then it clicked in my head. That must really be her best friend.
“Excuse me.” I said very politely as she was about to strutpasts me, “My name is Bolaji.”
“And I am Daniell. a” She stopped walking and turned around like a model, which was actually the opposite of how Dan turned around to face you. Dan looked really cute when she did that, but she just looked darling and hot, and why did she just tell me that her name was Daniella?
“You look nothing like her. Bimbo,” I smirked as I saw a surprised expression on her face before it was replaced with a smile.
“So did she tell you anything about me, or did you notice my id card sticking out of my chest pocket?” She asked, still with that gorgeous smile. The difference between the two of them was too clear.
“I saw the id card. She never said anything physicalabout you,” I said as I put my hand forward for a shake.
She glanced at my hand, then my face, and an annoyed look took over her face as she furrowed her brow. She then turned back around while adding, “No wonder she, I don’t like smart people.”
I watched her as she entered her faculty, and when I was sure she had gotten into her classroom, I dialed Ikem’s number.
“Hey, guy awfa?” I greeted.
“Check this out! Mr. Okon is not only married, but he also has three children. And mind you, his eldest child, a feline, is hot!” His voice said with so much enthusiasm that I just had to smile.
“And what about his wife?”
“She is abig-time lawyer.”
“So what else do you know of him?”
“He is a dog, that old guy has slept with half plus one-third of the girls in the Business Administration department. He is also a member of those people who love to expel students.”
“Wow!”
“And guess what else?”
“What?”
“He is a pastor too!”
“Okay, thoughts like that disturb my Christian faith. But a good thing the bible warned against Bar-Jesus.”
“It’s sick, right?”
“Um, so what of Daniella?”
“She has very little on her profile, she loves everything but not everyone, she comes from a modest family background; not too rich and not too average, she has a best friend in this school but never had a boyfriend in this school, there is little information on her physical. Like she doesn’t have a life.”
“Oh.”
“But I couldlook upp on her personality.”
“No thanks. I would like to figure that out on my own. But check on her best friend, Bimbo.”
“Sure, man.”
“Hey, one day you will make an excellent NSS senior agent, or maybe FBI. You might even be the one to bring a change to the whole Nigerian Information system.” I said teasingly.
“Or I would supply underground information to people and organizations who are willing to pay the fee.” He said from the other end of the line, and I could tell that he was smiling.
“That would be more exciting.” I smiled, then cut the phone.
As I walked to my classroom, my mind raced back to Bimbo and her last statement before she ‘strutted off’. What was it that she was going to say before she said that she didn’t like smart people?
To be continued…