The Variable Life of Sam

11. When Honey Turns Sour

Dedicated to OffurumDeborah and peacejuliet ❤️❤️❤️

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I slipped out of my clothes and slipped in, into another. Lying face front, facing the ceiling, I pondered on the call I just had with Temi.

Why would Jenny want me to join, we don't talk that much to be regarded as friends-in fact, we barely talked. If she had wanted me to teach her, something like other girls who approach me in order for me to teach them one thing or the another, it won't certainly be during the holidays. So, of what be...

"Ooohm!!", Ikem shouted, springing up like an "excited" antelope that just saw a "friendly" lion that wants to exchange pleasantries with him as he punched his bed in frustration, thus interrupting my thoughts.

"Wetin?", Tunde asked, looking up from the beverage he was drinking.

"Arsenal don tear my game...1.2 million naira game and that was my last game", he was now sitting back on his bed, going through his phone as though he wanted to check if some miracle had happened.

Bouts of laughter erupted from every corner, even Akindele who was watching a cartoon in his phone joined in the laughter.

"Come and pour your tears here", Tunde said, extending the cup he was with, in mockery.

Ikem sent him a death glare but said nothing.

"Guy, you never see something sef", Bello said, chuckling.

"Asin ehh, I lost a 6.5 million game during the last minute. My last game was "straight win". Last minute to the final whistle, Everton scored, equalising the match. I was celebrating already sef, just to get my heart shattered. In the game house where I was viewing the match, people there were requesting for the coupon so that they could help me, tear it", Osondu added, looking up from a school magazine he was glancing through.

"When next do Manchester United have a match in Champions league?", Akindele asked, pausing his cartoon.

All eyes were on him, they were like trying to comprehend what he just said. He too looked at them one after the other, confused. They (Osondu, Ikem, Bello and Tunde) eventually broke out in laughter, even Ikem who was embittered moments ago could not hold it back.

"Guy, na Manchester United wey never qualify for Champions league for years now, you dey talk about abii na another Man U wey I no know?", Tunde asked, still laughing.

"Ooh....", that was all Akindele said, as he went back to his cartoon, obviously regretting speaking up in the first place.

That's what you get, for trying to "belong" where you don't fit in. I knew I had very little knowledge about Football (soccer), so I respected myself whenever any topic on that was brought up. If you are talking "atoms" and you know,you can count me in.

They went on discussing Football as I dozed off while lost in thoughts--jumble of thoughts...from "Jenny" to "Gambling and its Addictive Effect". It was around 6:25PM.

I woke up by 11:58PM, some of my roommates were still awake, chatting and speaking in hushed tones, also being on alert in case a porter(soldier) passes by as it was already "lights out".

"Sam...Sam", Akindele hushed.

I lowered my head and peered down to the bunk below.

"I took and ate your dinner on your behalf"