Love?

It's ON!

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Before I start writing I'd like to use this medium to tell my wonderful readers to try to #stay safe, wash your hands regularly, wear face masks and other safety precautions during this pandemic (Covid-19) My Prayer is that the good Lord make this go away. May the Lord be with us all. AMEN.
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I woke up late. I had an 8 am class and it was 7 am already. I managed to get ready before 8 with the assistance of Nike. She too had an early morning class. How great! We managed to enter the campus shuttle around 7.55am. I got to my lecture room by 8.05am and Nike sent me a text that she had gotten to class too. Thank God. I must have been lost in thought when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around to see Apple. What was he doing here? He looked me in the eye and asked,
"Is this seat taken?"
I was dumbfounded seeing him in front of me. My heart was beating so fast. What... I felt someone hit my head then. I looked up to see Precious staring at me. Apparently it was Precious asking if the seat beside me was empty. Was I imagining things now?
"Ow. You can sit here gal. My head hurts."
Her hands were exceptionally strong when she hit someone.
"You deserve it. For God's sake you looked like you were lost in thoughts."        She managed to take the seat beside me before our other coursemates did. "What were you thinking about?" She asked as she brought out her books from her bag.
"Nothing much. Just Apple."
I said smiling at her. She looked at me then and shakes her head. That couldn't be good.
"What?" I was surprised at her reaction.
"Really? The Lecturer is here. Focus please." Precious became really serious when it came to studies but she was fun to be with although sometimes she got on my nerves.

Well Niklaus never texted me back. I did send him a "Happy Valentine's day Niklaus" on Valentine's day but he still left me on read. And he had the audacity to ask me if I loved him. What did I feel for Niklaus now you might ask? Picture it this way. I felt a millon butterflies for him before he started treating me this way. Now? It remains just one little butterfly. That single butterfly explains why I still hope he'd text me back to apologise and confess his undying love for me. If he eventually does that, I'll make sure I break his heart into a millon pieces. You don't mess with a lady's feelings boy!

  We were all given an assignment in class on Law of Contract.😂 It was a presentation and we all put in different groups. Our Lecturer urged us all to use this medium to get to know each other well since we were so many we hardly knew each other. He also told us that part of the presentation required us to know each other's names and phone numbers. Our group meetings were akward at first but we seemed to open up to each other as time went by. The time came to pick the group leader. I didn't want to be too forward so I didn't say anything about it. Lydia(one of our group members) was eventually picked as our group leader. She was very outspoken and it seemed like the right choice.
Juggling classes and making research for the upcoming presentation was stressful. I always ended up so tired with no time to watch films. During our first to the last meeting before our presentation, we were all making sure everybody had memories their parts when we discovered that Lydia hadn't done a thing.
"You are joking right?"😥 asked Tommy one of our group members.
"It's not a big deal guys. As the group Leader, I'll barely be allowed to say anything. I can feel it." She seemed oblivious to our different angry glares.
"You surely can't be serious. This is 30 marks you're joking with Lydia!" Sapphira shouted at her. Everyone then started expressing their discontent at Lydia's irresponsibility but it all seemed like a fight to me.
"Can we all just calm down?" I was surprised at my own voice. They all looked at me with eyes filled with contempt for Lydia.
"I believe Lydia has an idea of how you all feel now. To put you all at ease and be at our A game, I have a copy of some of my research I've not been able to read up on she could take that." 
Tommy sighed in relief. "Now that's someone who is ready!"  They all left then. Lydia then came to meet me. I was surprised she could come. I handed her the print out of the research and she smiled at me. "Thanks for this Ike." I didn't understand wat she called me. "Sorry Lydia but my name is Abike not Ike." She seemed oblivious to what I was saying as she walked to the door of the class.
"Which is short for Ike. Thanks for this again gal." And she walked out the door. Why do I even bother with someone like her?