Isere Katherine is like every child growing up. She wanted space and freedom but was limited to so many things in life because of the kind of parents she had.
Their firm believe in God is a facade to prevent the past from repeating itself, therefor...
Ile Ife, one who hears the name for the first time would think it's was a village located in Osun state but that was the opposite of the sound of the name.
Ile Ife, is a very big lively city, an open space where one of the best university in Nigeria is located. OBAFEMI AWOLOWO UNIVERSITY, owned the biggest land in Ile Ife.
One could decided to stay at OAU for a whole two years without coming out, as the place was really big owning a large mass than any other place in Osun state.
It was Friday already and so far so good, Morgan had warmed up to Isere and Ejiro after apologising for being rude to Isere. Isere who didn't hold any grudge, began to cling to unto her like an handbag.
"Isere you are short oo," Ejiro whined as she stood beside Isere.
"Says the girl taller than me na, i wonder our height different," Isere retorted. There was obviously no height difference between Isere and Ejiro other than Ejiro had a longer neck.
"I'm still taller than you even if it's one inch," Ejiro whined back and they both laughed.
Morgan was busy applying eye liner, she looked sophisticated, Ejiro thought. She was dressed in a black leather short short and a white tube top that revealed her belly button.
Isere admired her as she couldn't help but wish she was in her shoe. As soon as Morgan was done with her make up, she applied her red lip stick and stood up from her bed.
"Where are you going to?" Isere asked her. She smiled before replying Isere, "To the club."
Ejiro was baffled instantly, wasn't itjust this Sunday that she came toschool? How did she know of any club?
Isere got eager to follow her hearing it was a club, she turned to look Ejiro who wasn't looking their way at all.
"Can I tag along?" Isere asked her.
"Yes na but not the way you are dressed o," she pointed at Isere outfit which was a short plaid gown that stopped on her knees.
"Yes na, i have other clothings," Isere rushed to open her box, ransacking through them, looking for the perfect outfit. She finally saw a short V neck red gown that would stop on her mid thighs.
She showed it to Morgan and Morgan smiled in approval. Isere hurridely changed into the short red v neck gown looking extravagant. Her skin looking more amazing in the colour red. She asked Morgan to help her apply make up to her face and Morgan did.
Morgan didn't really like Isere because Isere had the kind of face and skin colour she ever wanted. Isere colour was untainted and she was extremely beautiful to the core. One of the reason Morgan didn't want her close because she hated walking with someone prettier than herself.
"Ji baby," Isere called Ejiro by the nickname she gave her, "You won't tag along?" She asked her.
"No oo, it's too early for clubbing na, it's my first year and i need to focus on my school works first, maybe in 200 level," Ejiro retorted trying to signal Isere with her eyes not to go.
'nerd! Na me Sabi pass, mtchweee' Morgan muttered within her, pissed that Ejiro always wanted to prove she was better. (Miss I know too much)
Morgan gave Ejiro a fake right smile, "if you don't want to go, don't bother."
"I won't," Ejiro retorted. Ejiro always made it clear she didn't like Morgan and she never for once pretended to.
"Take care oo," Isere told her gladly following Morgan's trail after borrowing one of Ejiro six inch high shoe and human hair wig.
************************************ While in the Uber, Isere decided to ask Morgan questions thats been bothering her since they left hostel.
"Morgan, how did you know where the biggest club in ileifeare located?" Isere asked stuttering.
Morgan looked at her in some kind of way that state 'seriously?'
Morgan cleared her throat, "Before i got admission to this university, I've been to Sokoto, Ondo, Ogun, Edo, Akwa ibom, and almost five other states my dear."
Isere was in awe of what she had just heard, that made Isere wonder what took her there and from what age she began to explore.
Isere cleared her throat, "if you- don't mind me asking o, How old are you and from what age did you start to explore?"
Morgan laughed hysterically before placing her hand on Isere's shoulder, "I am twenty three years of age and I've been going to state since i was fiftheen. I have a rapid growth and at age fiftheen, I looked twenty," Morgan bragged feeling herself.
"And your parents let you...go out?" Isere brows furrowed when she asked that question.
Morgan didn't answer her but shrugged her shoulders, she wasn't going to tell you Isere her life story and Isere looked like those kids who were spoilt and trained with good money. From her skin to her face, the way Isere looked would tell you her parents were rich.
Those were all Morgan thoughts but what she didn't know about Isere was, although her parents were rich, she was locked in as a prisoner and not kept in as a child.
The Uber stopped and the Uber driver told them they had reached their destination, they both came out of the car. Isere stared at the sight in front of her.
Wow! Was all she could mutter. Because it was dark, her skin stood out of the rest, her red lip gloss made her lips more appealing. Her red gown that suited her skin and showed her curves and fresh laps made her an amazing sight from afar.
Morgan looked at Isere with envy, she wanted Isere skin colour, one of the reason she started bleaching but still her overly dark skin refused to totally leave her body.
Morgan shrugged off the thoughts and lead the way making Isere follow her inside.
Isere had an uncanny feeling in her gut but they were due to the fact that she was nervous and happy that she was on her own and she couldn't wait to see how it was inside.
Isere in a club after three weeks in the university!!!!
What are your thoughts?
Do you think Morgan will influence her positively and negatively?
