The Final Year (PROJECT 2.0)

Cacophony

WELCOME TO CULTURAL WEEK!!!

Screamed the white banner which was hanged at the very entrance of the senior building. The much talked about cultural week was finally here and it got the school buzzing with activities.

I was equally looking forward to it because i had something to wear on the final day whereby we will all be in our individual native and cultural outfit.

Thanks to Fancy Falilat, one of bro Martins flings who i am starting to really like due to the amazing outfits she made for me. She is really good at her job.

"What do you think of it?" Theresa asked beside me, the cool morning breeze blew slightly, kissing the surface of my cheeks in a gentle manner.

"It is okay... " she gave me a look "I'm serious. You guys are doing a good job" i praised.

"It's not me. You should give kudos to the social planning committee. I only gave the blueprint" she explained as we both entered the block.

Students going up and down, excitement in the air knowing today was a half day for learning. The remaining hours which is from twelve noon to three pm will be spent in the school hall for the cultural event.

This will run from today which is Monday till Friday. Saturday will be the big day in which the programme will hold from morning till the evening time.

Today will be like an introduction whereby there will be introduction to diverse cultures and talks and lectures on the different cultures we have in Nigeria.

The students are probably excited that they would not spend a full day in class.

"So we will see by twelve?" i asked as we stopped at the entrance of my classroom. It has turned to our traditional whereby we will walk each other to class.

"Of course. I will save you a seat. Right now, i have to deal with some uncultured swine who think they are better than everyone else" she said letting out an exasperated sigh.

And by uncultured swine, she meant her classmates. I shook my head while smiling, watching her walk away, heading to her class. I readjusted the strap of my backpack before going into mine.

The first class which was geography went by in a breeze, then we had further maths, double period. It was a funny thing watching fellow students doze off at the sound of the voice of the further maths teacher.

The teacher either seems not to care or he was so engrossed with his teaching that he did not call the sleeping students out.

I met with the gang during break time, sitting beside my boyfriend as i enjoy a plate of beans and a bowl of oatmeal. It was a very delicious and nutritious combination.

"So you are telling me we are going to be in the hall for three hours?" Bankole wailed as Evans rolled his eyes.

"Yes" he answered, not sugarcoating his words.

"Shey dem go sha on the Wi-Fi?, make i smuggle my phone in" he asked referring to his contraband phone which i still don't understand how he was able to hide it from the school authorities till now.

What are you saying? He is an elite... He has immunity of some sorts.

My subconscious pointed out for me.

"What do you want to use the school Wi-Fi for?" I asked curiously knowing he had more than enough bandwidth on his phone. A smirk appeared on his face at my question.

"I want to watch porn" he deadpanned and i practically choked on my beans.

"Dude!" Akorede chided him as i wheeze, he rubs my back and i am sure he was glaring at his friend by now.