John episode 3

John
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Episode 3
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Written by Ekhosuehi Testimony
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"You bitc…?" John halted when his eyes caught with hers. He couldn't speak but stare. "I'm sorry.?" He manage to say, letting out a sheepish smile.
"Whatever.?" She said and walked out, shaking her butts vigorously.
The classroom was well furnished, it has a wide marker board at the front of the class, a typical school chairs and tables everywhere which anyone who is new, without being told would know that the population of the class is many.
"Nice way to begin this semester.?" He sighed, and walked lazily to his seat, avoiding eye contact from his classmates. He got to his seat where he met his friends who were staring at he as if he was a ghost.
"What's up with you guys??" He asked.
"You are asking us what?? She called you blind, man. And a moron too." One of them, Oliver, often referred to as Soccer King, who sat comfortably on his seat. He is fair in complexion with oval shaped face and often wears eyeglasses. He wore a red T-shirt, coupled with a plain black trousers and sneakers. "Man. That was harsh. Blind." He emphasized.
"It's no big deal.?" John said with smiles, averting his eyes from Oliver.
"No big deal?? What if I was the one that called you blind?" Richard, who was sitting next to Oliver said with a serious look.
"He would have called your Momma a bitch.?" Christopher, of them said, laughing like a new deranged man, whose madness is snowballing.
"Whose Momma??" Oliver asked with a serious tone, clenching his fists, moving close to Christopher as if he is about to wrestle while Christopher adjusted like a scared little kid, covering his face with his hands.
"Hey, lads. Stop! You'd end up disgracing yourselves." John said, smiling incessantly. He was about to say something when a teacher, Mr. Harrison entered the class, followed by the girl John bumped into, who was just coming back from the restroom, locating her seat.
"What's the new girl doing with Mr. Harrison? I think John's is in trouble for bumping into her." Richard whispered to Christopher, who laughed for no reason while John smiled widely.
"I do not think so. The way they walked in, it shows they are not together. And besides, she wouldn't report to a teacher just because someone bumped into her." Oliver said smartly.
"Fine… I never knew you know what she could do and what she couldn't." Richard said frowning.
"Leave Mr. Know it all alone. The only man that knows everything except his date of birth." Christopher said teasingly, making sure he smiled widely to annoy Oliver.
"I know my date of birth, you dirty pig." Oliver defended, giving an angry look.
"Pigs are always dirty. I have never seen a clean one." Richard said, caressing his beard which were newly sprouting.
"You know what, Oliver? You should have been the one the new girl called 'BLIND'." Christopher began, stretching the word "blind."
"You know why? Because you are the one wearing eyeglasses." Christopher concluded teasingly, while they all laughed including john who never stopped smiling.
"Hey. How many fingers am I holding up?" Christopher asked, in an effort to tease Oliver again.
"And how many semesters are you willing to repeat, Christopher?" Mr. Harrison cut in, giving them a stern look which made them quiver. Mr. Harrison, their Mathematics teacher, who never smiled for any reason because he believes no serious man smiles randomly. He was like a dreaded plague to the students, this made many to run from him.
"How many semesters are you willing to repeat, Christopher?" Mr. Harrison repeated.
"I've never repeated any semester." Christopher said to himself, making sure he wasn't heard.
"Would you like to share to the class, that thing so amusing, that thing y'all found so delightful that the four of you couldn't help but to explode in a mirthful guffaw?" Mr. Harrison asked, looking serious as usual, standing arms akimbo, fixing his fierce gaze upon them while the class turn to their direction.
"Sir, we were admiring your tie!" Christopher shouted inadvertently and fearfully, which made him look stupid, making Richard to cover his face with one hand;"I curse the day you were born, Chris." Richard lamented.
"My tie? What does my tie has to do with 'holding up fingers'? Mr. Harrison asked, folding his hands.
"Christopher said I couldn't see how beautiful your tie looks. He was skeptical when I claim I could see it despite my glasses. His skepticism made him say that." Oliver lied smartly, leaving the boys astound with his mighty lie, especially Christopher, who jaw dropped due to the intensity of the lie.
"Close that mouth or you will be needing a wedge for it after I am done with you.?" Richard threatened, making Christopher close his mouth instantaneously.
"Oh… is that it?" He asked. "Johnny boy." Mr Harrison called, bringing John back to reality.
"Oh, Hi, Sir. Good to see you." He said, not knowing why he was called or what was said before he was being called.
"Why are you smiling incessantly? Would you like to share the cause of your amusement?? We all could use some." Mr. Harrison said, while the whole class focused their attention on him.
John was speechless, he kept searching for cover-ups, but he couldn't. How could he say it? How will he put it? At that moment, he wished the floor could open and swallow him.

TO BE CONTINUED…