Must Read: My Life On Campus - Season 1 - Episode 64

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Must Read: My Life On Campus - Season 1 - Episode 64

We had a great sex that very night. It was quiet a memorable one. I tried at first not to givein to my corrupt thoughts and desires but I couldn't just let go of the presence of Juliets ''Ukwu'' laying right next to me in bed. I can still recall myself rolling on the bed simultaneously as thoughts of having a close and sweet intimate sex with Juliet engulfed my head. I didn't even know when my hands unconsciously touched Juliet boobs and began to sq££ze them. Juliet succumbed to my desires. She also wanted it.
Infact, She gave me one of the most passionate kisses I've ever received in my life as both our bodies merged together under the bedsheet while we had

a sweet and romantic sex all through the night.
I woke up to see Juliet already getting dressed to go home. I checked the time and it was just 6:30 in the morning.

''baby, why are you leaving so soon, it's way too early nah?'' I asked trying to wipe the sleep out of my eyes. I could see Juliet trying to fix the strap hook at the back of her bra.

''Let me help you fix it, hold on'', I stood up from the bed and went over to were she was and helped her fix it. ''Thanks, babe... I have a class by 8am, I have to hurry up, else the Lecturer won't let me in. You know how all these Lecturers dey do na'' she said looking into my eyes. ''don't worry, I will be fine. You hear?''. ''No problem, just take care of yourself, my dear'' I said, as I went into the toilet to ease myself.
When I came out of the restroom, I found out she had left.

I relaxed on my bed for a little before eating and getting ready for school. I got to the school premises before 12pm. The sun was shining so bright so I decided to enter the nearest shuttle vehicle heading straight to my faculty, only to discover that the next person who was sitting very close to me in the vehicle was Gadafi. The presence of Gadafi made my heart skip a beat but I just had to compose myself.

Me: boss afa na?
Gadafi: do I know you?
Me: yes na. You don forget?
Gadafi: mm... Wait make I think small.
Me: na me be that guy wey una wan play some weeks back. You don forget?
Gadafi: heyyyyy, my guy. Afa na. Where you dey go? U be temy abi

Me: yes bros... And na NLT i dey go o. Abi you wan pay my shuttle money?
Gadafi: no wahala we be guys nah.

We exchanged phone numbers. And gadafi paid for my transport fare. we bid ourselves goodbye as we went towards our various destinations.

I got to class quiet early. There was no sign of my lecturer or even his car, only few of my colleagues could be seen roaming about waiting anxiously for the lecturer to come. I dialed Maysons number, waiting patiently for him to pick up his phone. He finally did.

Me: Mayson afa na.
Mayson: Temy, I just dey, Where you dey?
Me:I dey school o. Class no gree hold o. Lecturer no come.
Mayson: I know. Right now I dey NFA. I dey blaze up with my guys. Show na.

I went over to NFA, sighting Mayson, Thompson and some other guys from a distance, sitting on a bench at a little kious, drinking alomo and mega sea. ''Brosses I hailo'' greeting each and everyone of them there. ''Thompson I know say you must dey here.. Idiot'' I whispered into his ear as I sat down close to him. ''mama abeg give me one alomo, for the road'' I said to the Mama in charge. ''Thompson I don miss you o'' I said to Thompson brushing his hair with my
hands. ''Temy you know how much I cut this hair'?' he said, trying to dodge my hand.

''My pekin take o'' the mama said stretching her hands ''shey! You want cup''?. ''No ma, I'm okay thank you'' I opened the bottle of alomo and gulped it into my mouth, I unintentionally sq££zed my face after tasting the intensed bitterness of alomo bitters.

Thompson: why you dey sq££ze your face like that na.
Me: idiot you no know say alomo dey bitter? .
Thompson: because of alomo bitter na why you con dey sq££ze your face?... Give me your phone make we snap picture.
Me: you wan waste my battery abi.
Thompson: no, just one picture.

We posed as we took pictures together. Dropping different style as we took turn snapping each other. After we finished Thompson began to check the pictures we had taken

Me: after you don check the pictures finish bring am make I check too.
Thompson: no wahala make I send them go my phone through flashshare..
Me: no wahala
while Thompson was checking my phone, he paused for a moment looking into my eyes.
Me: why you dey look me like that na, I thief your babe?
Thompson: you know this guy? (bringing the phone closer to me so I could see it)
Me: yes na... Na my real guy from secondary school that year
Thompson: They don fall this guy.
Me: na lie... When?
Thompson: yesterday na. The news done cast.
Me: why you dey talk like this na. Abi you don high
Thompson: Mayson you sabi this guy na?
Mayson: confirm. That guy done go.

I bowed my head down as a drop of tears ran down through my eyes. I had just lost a friend and a brother. Michael the final year brethren had just gone six feet under the ground and I was just finding out.