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*Sansa*

  I clamped my hand over my mouth the moment I heard my harsh voice fill the room.

   I shouldn't have said that out loud.

"Oh, come on. We're in school for Christ's sake! That's where we get to do whatever we want to do." She replied me with a charming laugh.

I was a bit relieved that she wasn't offended by my outburst. I knew I would have been angry if it had been me.

  Before I could say any other thing, she jumped into me with a tight hug. I yelped before trying to hug her back.

  "OMG! You're so pretty! Look at your hair.. And my, oh, my.. Just look at that yansh!"

I thought I would choke at her words. This girl called Amarachi was going to be a handful.
I gasped as I felt the hard smack on my ass. She just hit my ass!

   "Chai! Your boyfriend is really lucky. I wish I had goods like you.. See boobs nau!" She was grinning from ear to ear as she kept looking me over.

  "Um.. I don't have a boyfriend. And I don't even wish to have." I replied in a dead tone.

"See you, I give you 2 weeks. You'll be humping a guy soon." I knew she was joking, she was a sweet girl really, But I couldn't stop the feeling of angry that waved through me because of her words.

I was still easily prone to my panic attacks once someone started to talk about anything sexual. It was like I was allergic to it.

She continued on anyway. "I hope you don't mind my own boyfriend coming to see me here sha, he's a very active guy and we fuck each other at any chance—"

   My head muted out the rest of her words as I felt my skin start to get clammy and irritable. That feeling was back. Like the room was too small, and some invisible hand was set to grab and fling me across the room....

   I shut my eyes tight and took a deep breath, trying to wash down the terrible feeling. I couldn't let her know what was wrong with me.

"Excuse me! I have to pee." I said and rushed with blinding speed to the toilet.
I heard the surprise in her voice as she asked if she had said anything wrong. I couldn't give an answer.

AFTER some minutes, I went back to the room and proceeded to make some conversation with her.

  We got talking as soon as we started arranging the place. I told her I was studying business Administration while she was studying mass comm. English major. No wonder she talks like a parrot.

  I found that I liked her, even though I had a problem with the way she dressed. She was a really friendly person and I knew we would get along.

  "So... Are you working?" I asked her, minutes after we had settled down. She stopped clicking on her phone and raised her head up to look at me.

  "Working what?" She asked with incredulity.

"Well... I just thought you would have applied for IT. You know.. That way you can earn money for yourself and get a better understanding of your course..."

  I wasn't even done when I her sharp bark of laughter stopped me short. I hated when people laughed at me. I really hated it.

"Work! Why will I work abeg? My dad sends me monthly allowance that is even more than some graduate's salary. My boyfriend spends money on me like it's his job! So what do I possibly want to work for again?"

  She chuckled, smiling mockingly at me.

"Well.. I just thought... Any way, I applied at an audit firm for the post of an assistant auditor." I said to her.

  "Wow.... So you really want to work? Why...?"

"Well... Apart from the fact that I want to earn the little I can for myself, I just want to get a hang of.. what I'll be doing in the nearest future."

  "So.. Is your dad aware of this?" She asked with a narrowed eyes.

  "Yes. He even spoke to my supervisor." I lied. I couldn't tell her that my dad hardly knew anything about my school.

I had made Aliu talk to my IT supervisor in place of my dad, and I had easily intercepted my dad's mails when he wasn't around.

"Besides... Apart from exams period, I have classes just 3 times a week. I can't just stay at home all day doing nothing."

"Uh.. Madam.. I don't know.. You can FLEX YOUR LIFE??"
I laughed at the way she exclaimed at the last statement. Amarachi was a very funny girl.

  "So where will you be working?"

"Gentry Audit firm." I replied.

Amarachi gasped and sat up with an expression of astonishment on her face.

"Gentry? That's the Same name as our school!"

Oh. I hadn't even realized that.

"Yeah, that's true oh" I replied.

"I'm happy for you. From what I know.. The Gentrys are one of the biggest corporations in Nigeria. Working at one of their firms will earn you immediate connection."

  I wasn't really concerned about the reputation of where I was working, I just wanted to work, but I smiled and moved in to lean into the hug she offered, inhaling her sweet perfume.

  We talked some more before going to bed. I laid down with a long sigh of contentment and anticipation of my first lecture tomorrow.

     CLASS WAS PRETTY MUCH BORING THE NEXT DAY. There was hardly any lectures, just lecturers introducing themselves and their products to us.
I didn't have a problem with it because I was mostly on my my own.

   Occasionally, some guys waved at me and some made small talk, but I didn't bother to mingle. I was determined not to make any real friends around here. Well.. Except for Amarachi.

I smiled as I remembered how she had woken me up earlier today with what she called her 'project breakfast in bed'.

  She was a good cook. I would give her that. And we even ended up talking about other random things. I smiled even more widely as I remembered how I'd almost screamed at her outfit for the day.

The skirt had been so small and tight that she could barely put a foot out, her butt had been practically popping out of the tiny thing, and her transparent, white, bra-top.

  I'd managed to convince her to change into something less revealing and surprisingly, she had agreed. Albeit, with a little persuasion.

  "And so.. That is all for today. If you have any questions for me, you can see me in my office at the second floor of the management faculty. Block 003...."

  Class was officially over. I didn't waste time in packing my books into my small backpack.

I was in the hallway when my phone rang. It was my supervisor calling. Geez!

"Good afternoon sir.. Mr Emeka." I greeted into the phone after a brief 'Hello'.

"Afternoon, Miss Osaze. I called you to inform you that there's free period for you to observe your facial interview this afternoon. The Auditor is around as we speak."

  My head perked up in surprise and excitement. "Really??"

"Yes, Miss Osaze. Should I set the arrangement for your interview? Once you're done you can..."

"Yes! Yes sir! In fact.. I'm done with class. I can come over now sir. I'll take the public cab so I can be faster." I replied with open enthusiasm. I was so happy.

  "Okay dear," He replied with a chuckle. Probably because of my excitement. "I'll make the arrangements."

I switched off my phone and began descending down the stairs with barely hidden excitement.

  I was about to cross to the last block when I ran into someone. I caught myself immediately so I could look at the person before dropping a quick apology.

  It was a guy in my class. He'd been looking at me in a creepy way when I'd first walked into the class. I felt my pulse start to race at the creepy way he looking at me, even now.

  "H.. Hi" I muttered and moved to walk away. He followed me.

  "HI.. You're in my class.. What's your name?" He asked, his voice so dark and thick that it literally made me shiver.

"Um.. Yes. Sansa." I replied in a tiny voice. Stop being scared Sansa. I silently scolded myself.

  "Sansa? Wow... That's.. An unusual name." He replied with a slight chuckle. His face was so dark and he almost looked mean, Save for the consistent smile that was on his face.

 
   "Thank you. I.. I have to go now. Bye."

The moment I took a step forward, I felt his hand snake through my left arm with a tight grip.
I screamed and jumped as I slapped his hand as hard as I could.

  "Let me go!!!"

His eyes widened in alarm and confusion as I stared back at him. My breaths were coming out frantically and fast.

  "Woah.. I'm sorry, I..."

Before he could go on, I quickly ran away, covering my head in shame at my unnecessary outburst.
I quickly dabbed at the tears that had formed in my eye the moment I got into the cab.

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"Miss Osaze, you're early oh. I presume there was hardly any traffic." Mr Emeka said as he shook my hand. I didn't expect him to look this... Old.

  He was wearing a funny, purple suit, or coat, that was a little too big for him. His face look strained and his white hair was very much visible.

How does he have a young man's voice?

  I dismissed such wayward thoughts about the poor man and returned the greetings with a polite smile.

  "Thank you so much, sir."

He directed me to where I was supposed to sit and wait. I was relieved when I met two other young girls, who like me, were waiting to have their interview.

  After 20 minutes, I was still waiting. I kept wondering what was keeping the man from seeing me. I hated the fact that I was too excited to have my first interview.

  I turned my head around and saw a small coffee Cafe at the other end of the reception. I think I need some.

I walked over to the Cafe and quickly ordered for a cup of coffee. Once I collected it, I turned— and unfortunately collided into someone.

   I tried to gasp as the breath left my lungs with the force of my hit. The second time today!

  "I.. I'm so sorry.."

I raised my head up to look at the person I had just ran into, and I automatically froze.

I gasped as I stared into his dark, dark eyes. Bottomless pits. His face looked like it was carved from stone. Not just any stone, a stone made of solid gold.

  He was tall, so tall he hovered over me. My eyes moved to his full, pink lips. I couldn't think. I couldn't move. I just kept staring. He was like a god.. Or a runway model. How can someone be this handsome??!

  I expected the panic attacks I always felt when I was around young guys like him to hit me, but it never came. I was too transfixed to even feel scared.

  I felt my face flame up as his eyes also ran me up and down. I felt unbelievably shy and exposed.

I was however, not ready for his next, rude statement. Which angered me.

  "Can't you watch where you're going, girl!"

He was glaring at me. I opened my mouth to answer.. Then closed it as I couldn't come up with any words.

Sansa what is happening to you?!

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End of chapter 2.
Things are getting interesting hmm???

Tell me.. What are your thoughts on Amarachi, Sansa's roommate?
What kind of influence do you think she'll have on Sansa?... I would like to know your thoughts guys :-)

And who's the rude guy?!
Wait till next Chap to find out guys!

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