THE EXTERNALS

Chapter Three

Wednesday
I derived fun in giving my juniors moral support as they moved about our local field swiftly with their rubber boots, but nothing on earth could make me play football even if I wished I could sometimes. The SS2 students were playing against the JSS2 students since their major competitors (my male classmates) weren't around, but the game wasn't as fun as it used to be when they're present. Rhetorically speaking, the grass of GMC suffers when these elephants wrestle. Sometimes, their field struggles made it seem as if an earthquake was going to take place.

Asides the male football team, we also had the female football team even though they weren't as strong as their male counterpart because the number of female students in football in GMC was low. The best female footballer in my class and the entire school was Halima Folorunsho. We weren't so close but I admired her talent. Even though she had legs that were shorter than mine, she could easily score the goals our female team needed to triumph in matches, even from a long distance in seconds! Her nickname was "short devil".

When the "not so interesting" match ended with a 3-0 total score, I was left to wonder why Efeomo (Aza's sister) was walking towards me. I hoped she wasn't coming to give me a message from her mom to ensure I'll never be seen with her obedient and peace-loving son again after she discovered the atrocities we made him commit.

"Good morning, senior", She said to me with her tiny voice.

"Hey, there", I smiled broadly at her."How're you?"

"I'm good", She played with her fingers."What about you?"

"Good!"I tried to get some grain of sand off my shoes.

"My brother sent his regard to you", She reminded me of his innocent face." He didn't get in trouble with my mom yesterday, cause she wasn't home when he returned. Paul mistakenly cut his finger with a knife and she needed to take him to the hospital".

I felt relieved after hearing that but still wasn't happy to hear that his younger brother served as the sacrificial lamb. Still, that boy needed to be taught a lesson because he was way too troublesome for his age. Even Aza doesn't always know how to handle him when he starts his 'wahala'(trouble). Only Jess could do that.

"Oh!"I exclaimed."How is he?"

"He's...."Another girl from her class who I wasn't on good terms with, interrupted our conversation.

"Efe, what have you been doing since morning now", She turned to me."Good morning, senior"

"Hey", I replied her.

"We want you to teach us P.E this morning since our instructor is not available yet", They chorused.

"My hands are tied. Sorry", I moved away from them.

"I told she's of no good use to this school", My hater whispered loud enough for me to hear.

Out of annoyance, I agreed to be their P.E instructor for the day, ignoring the fact that I didn't possess all the necessary skills and outfits to do that. I managed to teach them the same exercise routine our P.H.E teacher had been teaching us for the past five years, and they did it well. But unfortunately, I had to put a stop on time because the shorts I wore under my school skirt got ripped when I was demonstrating one of the exercise routines. Everyone could hear the sound that produced and it was very embarrassing!