The Final Year (PROJECT 2.0)

Pugnacious

Pugnacious is a good word to describe Akeju.

What does it mean to be pugnacious? It is very simple.

Pugnacious is being very eager to argue or fight with people.

This word describes the kind of person Akeju is. He is pugnacious, and also very irrational. He is the type of person you don't want to get on his bad side because he would make sure he wreck havoc on you.

Walking towards the class he was sure to find his friend, he had been looking for him for a while, Jomiloju just disappeared on him during prep. It was when he asked of his whereabouts, his other friends told him he went out of the hall with one of their female classmates.

He needed no one telling him what he was up to. Well, he was about to get cock blocked that evening.

Not thinking twice, he opened the door harshly, he almost laughed at their startled expression, they were just getting started, about to do the act.

They should have locked the door. Are they stupid?

Jomiloju let out a frustrated groan while the girl tried covering up. Akeju knew the girl. She was one of his flings. She is a good lay but he would never do anything with her again.

For three days, his back took the brunt of what they did. The girl had talons for nails. He could recall carrying scratch marks on his back for almost a week. Back in the hostel, his friends kept hailing him whenever they saw the red scratch marks because of his light skin.

They don't know what he went through.

Jomiloju should have a taste too.

"What do you want from me?" Jomiloju grumbled but Akeju waved it off turning to the girl.

"Get lost" his voice filled with enough venom that will send you scampering in which the girl did.

"Aha ah! That's my catch!" Jomiloju snapped but Akeju only grinned at him which he found more annoying.

"Relax... You go still catch fish"

"Leave me joor..."

"I got weed..." Akeju laid out knowing he can never say no to the stuff.

"You should have said so... Stupid boy" he hits Akeju at the back of the head, his hormones calming down a bit at the prospect of smoking some weed that evening.

They both jumped the window at the side of the classroom leading to the enclosed area that they school had forbidden anyone from going into.

Akeju retrieved the already rolled out sticks of weed before lighting the end with his fancy lighter. He gave Jomiloju his own after lighting the end as well.

They smoked in silence, a familiar one at that. That is a normal thing for them. They do this silently and ears also at alert because they know they must not be caught.

It surprised Jomiloju when Akeju broke the silence.

"I don't know why we had to resume early. They should have allowed us resume with the rest of the school"

"We are in the exam class Akeju"

"And so? On top sey we wan write exam. Abeg no follow me cap nonsense "

"I no follow you cap nonsense. They want your brain fully loaded and ready for the exam" Akeju hissed at his friend's words before taking a long, slow drag from what he was smoking.

Education had never being something he enjoyed but he still excelled, and that is by every means. He had to prove to some people at home that he was in no way unless and neither was he a mistake or problem.