A picture of Faramade Kuti in the multimedia. He looks beautiful right?
P. S : that is a mugshot, so....

I hissed lightly before placing my head on my palm of my other hand, watching the nurse delicately and expertly clean and apply some ointment on the cut.

I always wondered why I am so delicate, I get injured at the slightest fall or hit. I know this is not my fault but I always find myself in this type of situation.

I look up as the feminine figure entered the room exchanging a few words with the nurse who was through with me.

She advised I stay back a few minutes before releasing me due to me having a slight concussion like she claimed I could have because of what Theresa told her.

She claimed I hit my head so hard on the ground which made the nurse fear i might have a concussion. I don't know her motive for this but i really want to know why she lied.

The nurse left, leaving Theresa and I in the room. I watch her place a nylon bag on my lap, I stared at the thing strangely before looking up at her for answers.

"You missed lunch" she stated before walking towards the single bed opposite mine, sitting on it, looking comfortable.

I watch her silently wondering why she was helping and why she decided to get me lunch.

It is not like we are friends, we are just roommates.

"What?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Uhn... Nothing" I quickly look away. I still felt her stare which became uncomfortable, I turn to look at her to see her still staring at me, her eyes navigates to my thighs, twice...

That was when I realized that I haven't opened the nylon.

Quickly, I rummaged through the tied knot, loosing it as fast as I can before opening it.

A bottle of chilled FreshYo, strawberry flavored and two glazed doughnuts and a meat pie which was well packed was staring back at me.

In my two years of staying in this school and this being my third, I had never had their meat pie because it was damn too expensive and I really don't have enough cash to be throwing around in this school.

I did a quick calculation on everything in there and if am up to date with the prize of things, the total cost should be one thousand five hundred naria.

How can she throw that amount of money away?

"Stop staring at it like it's poison" she chastised.

I sigh, am actually hungry cause I missed my lunch and I had a meagre breakfast.

"Thank you... But this is too much"

"Eat." she ordered leaving no room for argument.

I took out the doughnut from the shining wrapper before taking a small bite. I savoured the honey like flavour as well as the softness.

This is really good. Immediately, I swallowed it down before taking another big bite, eating like an animal. I stopped eating when I noticed the amused look on her face, I frowned.

"What?"

"You eat like a starved animal." she deadpanned while I merely shrugged before removing the cap of the bottle, taking a big gulp from it too.

I know she was been truthful and direct and it doesn't hurt me one bit. That is Theresa Taylor for you, brutally honest...

"I am hungry." I gave her the only reasonable and correct answer to her statement.

We sat in silence as i munch on my meal but was broken by her next question.

"Why do you let him do that to you?"

I look at her, i know what she was talking about but do I even have an answer to that question?

"I actually don't know... He scares me a lot and from what I know whenever he threatens someone, he always carry out that threat. I stay out of his lane but he is always on my case"

"Have you ever reported?"

I snicker at her question. Did she just say report?

"Who will i report to? Who is going to believe me? It's like you don't know the way and manner things are being run in this school"

"How are things being run?" she asked inquisitively.

"The school authority favour you rich kids, leaving helpless poor kids like me at the expense of these bored stuck up kids who seek joy in making our lives miserable"

I don't know why am telling her this. Maybe it has to do with the fact that am so tired of being pushed around and I want to vent out my anger one way or the other.

"What about the school committee?" she asked not looking offended by what I just said.

"You guys are doing nothing about it and i feel like they are useless because of you people" i vent my mind. Theresa and her friends are more influential and powerful than the school committee and student council.

"You people? What do you mean by that?"

"I mean the Elite. I mean you guys are cool with you being untouchable and all but I feel like there is something you can do about this status quo matter. It is seriously getting out of hand."

"But we never bullied or made someone miserable" she defends her clique which i concur with.

"Yes you don't do that. But your power is suffocating, like do you know the amount of people looking up to you? Who wants to be like you? Who wants to be your friend? Channel that power and make a difference around here!"

                        👂👂👂

I walk fastidiously towards my table, ignoring the stares I got from everyone. Don't they ever get tired of staring at my face?

This is getting annoying day by day. They thought we love the attention but it is the other way. It is not my fault that things are like this, when you have a big name, it is meant to happen.

I sat down immediately in between Faramade and Evans, as soon as I got to the table. Bankole and Akorede sat opposite us.

Am the only female in this group and I love it either way. I have known this boys my whole life and they had been my best friends and family. We had gone through a lot together so it is always funny whenever I hear rumours of me sleeping with them in other to retain my position in the clique.

I don't know what they mean by that or what the rumor mongers are trying to prove. All i know is, they never saw me naked.

The best thing i do is to ignore the rumors.

"How is she?" Akorede went straight to the point.

Opening my food and staring at my yam porridge and dried fish i shrugged. Both at the question and at the meal in front of me.

"She is alright but she wants to be alone for now"

"Why?"

I look up at Faramade question, his strange eyes piercing into my soul but that doesn't have an effect on me, once you get used to him, you will be able to deal with the effect the eyes has on you.

"My votes is on the embarrassing scene that happened this afternoon. She told me that she felt intense pain on her arm but I know it is her way of staying away from the cafeteria tonight"

"She is not going to eat dinner? That is bad for her health. She almost missed lunch assuming i didn't get those snacks for her, now dinner?" Akorede complained bitterly, stabbing at his meal.

I know it was self control that was stopping him from not raiding the female hostel to search for her. Sometimes I feel sorry for him cause the girl he had been pinning on for so long is scared of him.

That is what you get when you have so much power bestowed on you.

I rolled my eyes at the aggravating laughs coming from five tables away from ours and with the way Akorede was squeezing almost bending his spoon, i know he is pissed off too.

"I honestly can't stand those guys" Bankole said to no one in particular as they continued their boisterous laughter.

I look at the table Akeju and his minions were occupying. Students stayed away from them like plague. Especially junior ones. They seem to be sharing an inner joke as they laugh at interval in between eating and talking.

Akeju will raise his head once in a while like a predator looking for its prey while he hides in his favorite spot of camouflage. He will look around once in a while before losing interest.

And i have a feeling i know who he was looking for. Pity she is out of sight tonight and for once am grateful that Omotolani was being a coward by hiding in the hostel tonight.

"One thing I know for sure, he is the main reason she is avoiding this place at all cost" I said using my right thumb to point at the table housing a group of sadists.

I always wonder how somebody could be so young yet callous... The human mind is a complex one.

"Something tells me i would break his head very soon but I don't want any drama" Akorede said.

"He is already causing enough drama. Am not a person who loves violence but with the stunt he had been pulling on her through out this week, I would say you treat his fuck up" Evans said before drinking from his silver coloured water bottle.

After dinner, it was time for prep which am sure my scared roommate won't go for. I don't know what she did to Akeju that made him treat her like shit but I really want to know.

Am someone who loves minding their business the same way I like it when people don't intervene in my business but Omotolani Peters is an interesting specimen i have come to study.

She may be weak, mute and innocent looking but her looks and aura commands attention. Which she doesn't know of.

Akeju is a world class player who fucks around and treats girls like piece of trash. Very resentful and at the same time boastful. Bankole may be a player but he would never get to the rank of Akeju.

Once Akeju sleeps with a girl he actually encourages his friends to have a go on that same girl causing them to pass her around before they have enough of her and throw her away like trash.

So it baffles me and at the same time gets me worried whenever a heartless being like Akeju finds joy in bringing chaos on a meek personality like Omo T.

I had been calling her that unconsciously. Omo T and I like the ring it has to it.

After ensuring that everyone was in their hostel, not like it was my job but since the stupid girl called Ceecee had been bestowed the position hostel prefect, it seemed that her brain had shrunk in her head as i always had to instruct, order her on what to do or scream down her scared face on how to get people to their rooms.

On entering my room, I was not surprised to see Omo T bent over a huge textbook which looks so much like the Physics textbook.

Only she can do that, at this time of the night, when you should be resting your brain from all the day work.

No. Omotolani will be seen studying as if she is writing her Cambridge or SAT tomorrow. Sometimes I get scared of her because I know she knows more than me, heck she knows more than the teacher.

Like have you seen her grade point average?

I find it funny whenever I walk by her class to see her looking at the teacher with a dumb expression on her face when I know very well her x will surely equals to y.

That is the myth called Omotolani Peters who my best friend had fall hopelessly in love with.

She gave a single nod of greeting as I place my bag on my bed.  You would think that after our conversation today she would be jovial with me but you are wrong.

People call me a snub but Omotolani be my boss for the business. She took my words which were 'stay in your lane,  I will stay in mine' seriously.

Like that girl doesn't have a chill pill in her body.

I undress before throwing on my nightie since I had taken a bath before going for dinner.

Then i heard a crunching sound. I ignored the sound before laying on my red sheets. I hear the crunching sound again followed by a sipping sound.

"What are you eating?" I asked while staring at the white ceiling.

Silence followed.

No one spoke a word. I thought she ignored my question which i find very daring because no one ignores me but I let it slide simply because I like her.

Then I heard it again. The sound of molars cutting through something hard before giving it a good chew.

The funny thing was that she was chewing it slowly like she doesn't want me to hear probably thinking she was disturbing me.

"Seriously... I want to know what you are eating" I said before turning to face her.

Luckily the light was still on because it was not light out yet so I was able to see that skeptical look on her face.

She raised a brown thingy for me to see. It was long, brown and skinny, but not as skinny as a pencil but still skinny.

"Kuli kuli"

"Uhn?" I rasped out in confusion.

"Kuli kuli. You can call it groundnut chips or cake if it pleases you. You want some?"

"I think am good" I said shaking my head at her kind gesture.

"You will love it. It is very delicious"  she pestered not giving up.

She gave me that her cute look. Now she reminds me of an anime and who can say no to an anime....

"Alright I will just take a bite" I said sitting up.

She get off her bed before rushing to me with a handful of the kuli kuli stuff in her hand.

She grinned at me as i reached for one. It left this oily effect on my hand and it smells nice.

I took a bite. Humming at the crunchiness and taste. It has this sweet and salty taste in one.

"Hmm... Ginger" I took another bite while she nodded.

"Best enjoyed with garri flakes or sometimes pap" she advertised before going back to her bed.

"It is actually nice.. "

"Meet me in my coven tonight because you just joined us" she said sounding monotonic and stoic.

"Ehn?" I muttered in confusion.

We stared at each other for a while and I was starting to get uncomfortable but that died down when I saw the playful glint in her eyes.

"Joking! " she exclaimed with a laugh while I simply chuckled.

Me... Chuckle?

This girl is growing on me.

"Can I have another one?" I asked again.

Coven ke?😁

Back in secondary school, there had been a lot of stories about students initiating their peers into secret covens through food and snacks?

Do you know some of this stories that you would like to share?

Translation:
Kuli kuli: Groundnut cake. Made from groundnut paste.