"What's up, my Babylicious"

How did he get my number? Maybe he called the wrong number.

"Sorry, I don't know you. Wrong number," I said this and was about to hung up.

"Hey, wait!" the unknown voice called.

"Do I know you?" I asked.

"Yes, you do"

"Who are you?"

"Your boyfriend ni! " that's when I noticed the familiar tone of Freddy's voice.

"Oh!" I gasped in surprise. A smile creased my face. "I didn't even know".

"Mtchew! It is a shame. You can't even recognize your boyfriend's voice" he said as a ruffled sound followed. It sounded as if he was moving.

"How did you expect me to know that you would call?" I yelled into the phone.

"That was wrong of you. Go and learn how to be a responsible girlfriend," he teased.

"Abegi! As if you are a responsible boyfriend," I retorted.

"Hey, I even bothered to call you. That was good of me na!" he whined.

I giggled, "So why did you call? Any problem?"

"Can't a boy call his girlfriend?" he threw the question harshly at me. I gasped. This was unexpected!

"I don't know na! This is my first time in a relationship. I am not used to this" I snapped. "Thanks for calling. Bye," I hung up and threw my phone at the other side of the couch.

My phone began to ring. I eyed it and hissed. If I should touch that phone, then my name is not Naomi Tosin.

Three phonecall rings later and the cold screen of my phone was pressed against my ear.

"Ehen! What?"

Yeah, guys! Your stupid friend still picked the call. Hey, my name is still Naomi. Don't even think of calling me mu mu or ode! I go beat shege out of you. N.B--I am a weakling. So who is beating whom?

"Is my cupcake angry?"

"Are you asking me? Go and look for the cupcake ni" I hissed.

"But you are my cupcake"

"I resemble cupcake for your eyes abi? "

"No, baby!"

"Why am I even wasting my time talking to you?" I sneered. Ode! Hang up na! You are there pretending. If you no won talk to am, hang up.

I looked at my phone. I don't want to hang up yet.

"Naomi, no vex! I am sorry oo! " he mumbled the words, making it hard to hear. He apologized. I should forgive, right?

"Fine!" I sighed. "I am not angry again," I licked my lips to moisturize it since it felt dead and dry. My blank TV screen stared at me, remembering of the country I lived in. If a reporter should ask me 'Is there always a steady supply of electricity in your country?'. I will take the microphone and scream with the highest pitch, "No ooo! ". That's how bad it is!

"Good! How was your day?"

"My day?" a bitter laughter escaped my chapped lips. "Horrible!" I replied bluntly.

"What happened?"

With that, I narrated everything to him in details. I even went far to telling him about Chigozie.

"Did he slap you back?" Freddy yelled out.

"He dare not!" I replied like a savage girl. You know, like all those tough chicks.

"But you slapped him?"

"Yes!"

"He suppose to slap you back na!"

"Wait! You want him to slap me?" I fumed.

"No oo! I just thought he was bad enough to assault you" he said and chuckled a little.

"It is not funny"

"I know!" his tone grew serious. "Don't ever let him touch you again. If he does, make sure he pays".

"How?"

"In fact, if he touches you, tell me okay?" his deep voice echoed in the phone speaker.

"Okay!" I smiled. That sounds nice. He is caring though.

"So what about the card? Complete the story," Freddy cheered.

"Ah, the worst happened oo!" I hissed out like a confirm amebo girl!

"Gist me!"

"It was etisalat I bought in the end of the day" I growled and frowned at the thought.

"Chai! Sorry oo! After everything" he teased.

"Asin eh! " I snarled. "Thunder fire that Chigozie".

"So what did you do with the card?" Freddy inquired.

"I gave it to my sister" I sighed.

He burst into a fit of laughter. His voice rumbled in my phone speaker as the rough sound made my ear tingle.

"Have you laff finish? " I blustered.

"Hey, my credit won finish," Freddy said between laughters. He choked and coughed before saying, "I will send you airtime. Send me message on WhatsApp. Bye, sweetie".

He hung up without giving me a chance to reject his offer. I don't need his money. I am a girl of dignity. I shouldn't take gifts from boys.

Suddenly, my phone beeped. Truly, Freddy had sent me 500 naira credit. The message stared at me with a tempting appeal. Should I reject it? Mu mu! It is too late. Admit that you want it and use it. No pretend to be better pikin! Fine! I will use it but I won't collect gift from him next time.

I bought my mobile data and went online on my WhatsApp. Few messages popped in. This is what you face when your friends don't think you are worth chatting. You never see many messages. It is advantageous because my phone space won't full on time.

I had saved Freddy's number in my contact, so I just sent 'Hi' to him. He was quick to reply.

Me: Hi! 😊

Freddy: Hey! You saw d card right?

Me: Yep 😄 Thanks.

Freddy: No p! Anything for my Babylicious. 😘

Me: Stupid pet name 😒😡

Freddy: Abegi! 😏

Me: Change it jor

Freddy: I will change it if I want to. 😝😜

Me: Mtchew! Mu mu!

Freddy: Ode!

Me: Why did u insult me?

Freddy: U insulted me first.

Me: So? Does that mean you should insult ur girlfriend?

Freddy: See this one oo!

Me: I no have ur time.

Freddy: E concern u!

Me: 😝😝

The chat ended as soon as a knock came loud on the door. My parents were back. The fun was over.

Me: I got to go. My parents are back.

I went offline without waiting for his reply. I swung the door open.

"Good evening sir! Good evening ma!" I greeted them at once.

"Good evening dear!" my dad answered and walked in.

"Carry this to the kitchen" my mom's authoritative voice demanded. "Go and call your sister. Tonight,  you girls are cooking dinner".

Chai! I am not surprised. Welcome home oo! And welcome to the workloads that are fond of escorting my mom! Naomi do this! Naomi do that! It never ends.

****

Mr Ade! Na wa for you oo! How long have you been talking? Must you make assembly speech?

I moved my weight to my other leg. I have been standing since the beginning of this assembly. My legs want to break. Our lovely Principal is still giving boring speech under this hot sun.

I wiped the sweat that rolled on my forehead. It fell like rain to the ground. Mr Ade was still giving his speech.

After Anita had slapped me out of sleep, I am now dying her. Why did I even come early to school? Oh, wait! Anita forced me to. It looks like I will start skipping assembly. This assembly is not worth my time.

"Students, you may not know but your chemistry teacher is unwell" Mr Ade informed. "We have a new substitute teacher".

The assembly got rowdy, students had began to whisper. I watched in silence. What's so cool about a new teacher? It is obvious that new teacher means new workloads Or new style of flogging.

"Sir, come and introduce yourself," Mr Ade instructed with a stern look. The teacher stalked and stood beside the principal.

"Good morning students. My name is Mr Steven Jones," the new teacher said. Students began to clap. I also joined.

You know when I asked 'What is so cool about a new teacher?' I guess I messed up. There is something super cool about our new teacher. You got to know about this.

"Nice!" I exclaimed among the loud sound of clapping.

    ~~~Author's Note~~~

So what do you think can make a teacher cool? Why are they clapping?

Thanks for reading. Pls vote and comment.
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