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EPISODE 1
It all started when i was through with my senior secondary certificate exam (SSCE) and was preparing for my unified tertiary matriculation examination (UTME) preferably called Jamb.
As a young girl i was very eager and excited to finally say goodbye to secondary school and face the university challenges.
★Jessica POV's★
My name is Jessica, I'm beautiful, pretty and admirable as have always got various sweet comments from people commending my beauty.
I was well known for my dress style (am fond of dressing in the killer style), some even gave me sweet names my parents didn't give me and I adopted them, my beauty was the talk of the town whenever I pass by.
Asides beauty, am also an intelligent, smart and sharp girl (yeah I know that, have always got the best grades).
I'm the only daughter of my parents; my father Mr and Mrs Badmus Ibikunle. I was a blessing (like my mom used to say) to them, due to a long year of barrenness.
I came from a well to-do family though,we lived in Lagos, my dad works as a Manager at Shell companies, Niger delta he's not always around while my mom works at the Lagos state healthcare development board as the director of medical services, they are both busy birds.
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One afternoon, my mom called me to ask if I was preparing for the utme/jamb "my baby, are u reading your books o" she asked "which school are u aspiring for" she concluded.
I sat down for some moments to think about what my mom just asked me, I knew I wanted Unilag but i wanted to go OAU just because of ...."Jessica!!" my mom shouted as her loud bass voice brought me back to reality, "OAU ma" I replied mumbling.
My mom knew have always talked about unilag and how I wish I could just gain admission, she was surprised at the drastic change of mind "but I thought you were all over unilag and wouldn't stop talking" she asked anxiously.
"mommy, there's this boy in westword, he's in my class (ss3), he joined us to write the first term exam, at first I thought he was a dullard, but he proved me wrong as he was so intelligent and even handsome" I explained to my mom who was just looking at me with the (and so) look.
"Mom, he was the first person to score highest mark in all subjects, and I heard he's also aspiring for OAU that's why I changed my mind" I concluded (though he's playing hard-to-get) I said whispering to myself.
★Samson POV's★
My name is Samson Badejo, I'm a tall guy with gray blond hair, am handsome (yeah I know that) and also am the kind of guy that wears that killer-smile.
During my secondary days, I was well known for my neatness (if you attend private school you can relate) and most especially am an intelligent and smart fellow.
I joined Westwood High (same school as Jessica) in ss3 first term. I lost my father due to an assassination when I was just four years and I've been living with my mom, but unfortunately one morning my mom stopped breathing, this brought a huge change to my life. I was I. Ss3 but i stopped schooling for a whole year and was later brought to live with my aunty in Lagos.
Aunt debbie, my mother's immediate sister enrolled me in Westwood High so I could finish my education, my aunt wasn't so rich but at least we were having three square meal.
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I actually knew why my mom didn't give me any response, my parents had shipped me with Ezekiel since I was born, it was an agreement between my father's friend (Ezekiel's dad) and my father in the name of (to keep the love circulating in our generation).
My mom would always remind not to go close to any boy at all because i have a future husband already. "Where is this kind of rubbish still done" i lamented.
★Ezekiel's POV's★
My name is Ezekiel, the only son of Chief Lamidi (am always proud of that), I'm in ss3 in Westwood High. Am handsome, good-looking, give it any name and most especially am a fancy-king.
Am fond of living a flashy life, not my fault though my dad is just too rich. Though am not as intelligent as Jessica (education really doesn't matter to me) but I love her so much since I know shes my future wife, I would go extra mile to please her.
I can be rowdy, promiscuous or wild but I still loved her even though samson is giving me hard time , I remember I was almost expelled in ss2 then.
"Since I knew Jessica was aspiring for OAU I decide to work it also secretly without both samson and jessica's knowledge, if my cut off mark didn't allow, my dad's name would" I reassured myself.
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It was time for the UTME registration, students were making sure their forms where all well-done. Samson came with his aunty for the registration.
I could see him walking up to me, I quickly readjust myself "Hello" he greeted walmly, he's voice was so calm I was almost drooled away in thoughts "Hi samson" pretends not to have seen him before.
We talked about lots of things, he told me he wanted to study criminology while i told him i wanted to study nursing, i was still surprised "he wants to study criminology with all his intelligence" i said to myself in dismay and then he was called by his aunt.
I felt on-top of the world just having a conversation with samson "if he could just be my darling, I would go sky rocket" I said sadly..."but why would he want to study criminology" I hissed to myself.
Weeks passed, it was time for UTME students to check their exams center, fortunately for me, my exam center was not far from home...I was filled with joy, not because of exam oo but because my dad promised me my favorite 'Gucci Xperia Bag' I just love that brand so much.
I woke up early, got dressed and my dad's driver took me to the exam center. I came early so I had to wait with some group of people who also her in my shoes.
While I was waiting, a young guy came to me; he was handsome and well dressed he look like a yahoo boy...."hello fine girl" he proposed.
I wasn't in the mood and didn't felt like saying anything and as a proud girl I wouldn't want to fall my hand "please just leave me, I'm not interested in your cheap talks" I said angrily
"Hey baby, calm ...." I didn't let him finish that statement before I landed a slap on his cheeks, I hate it when someone call me baby "I said leave me, who's your baby?" I said angrily.
The young guy walked away pointing two hands into his eyes and then into mine like (am watching you)....
TO BE CONTINUED
