”Took my heart away from money, I ain’t interested in fame, but I pray that never change. My ambition is priceless, it’s something that’s in my veins and I put that on my name”. I listened attentively, shaking my head rhythmically as I listened to Wale’s
track ”AMBITION” while heading to campus for a class. I was suppose to have a class by 4pm, but I decided to kick start my journey around 3pm, I made a vow to my self to always be in class as early as possible because I didn’t like the way Prof. Muhammed
stares at me like a dog about to attack a scared being, he’d just make this angry eye contact with me and I’d just go blank. well thankfully the Prof. Didn’t pounce on me like I’ve always imagined.
While I was passing through the campus walkpath, thoughts of Juliet flashed through my memories, I was already getting used to her. She was a wonderful companion, she was loving, caring and very respectful. I never for once wooed her into subjecting herself to be my girl, we just complemented eachother like beans and garri.
On getting to my Lecture hall, I heard my phone ring. I checked who the contact was but all I saw was an unknown number. I contemplated on not picking the call, but unfortunately I picked it only to observe the caller was a man, with an husky voice.
Man: Hello, Hello
Me: Hello na who be this?
Man: I be your friend. Where you dey?
Me: speak out, wetin be your name, I no get time to dey yan to strangers?
Man: choo! You mellow down na. You wan start fire wey you no fit quench?
Me: how may I help you?
Man: nice, you see that restaurant wey dey they beside that place wey una dey
Man: good. Show that side, right now.
He hung up. I stood right there, standing frozen like a stocked fish.
”Wetin dey xup again na” i began to wonder. It was very obvious that something had gone wrong. I was probably going to be in a hot egusi soup. I sensed it was a cult related issue. I wiped the sweat that was beginning to form bubble shapes on my face. And headed straight to the direction I was instructed to go.