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"Tear out a sheet of paper!" The chem 100.1 lecturer boomed from the large podium that he was standing on. His forehead glistened with sweat and he furiously wiped it away with the colored handkerchief he was holding. The middle aged man adjusted his black tie and blew out a breath.

The heat was stiffling in the crowded classroom and Ore was using her notebook to fan herself as a loud yawn escaped her lips. The bald headed lecturer turned to give her a warning glare and tapped on the mouth piece of his microphone.

"I said tear out a sheet of paper for your first continuous assessment test!" This time, the rowdy class quietened and the lecturer gave a brief smile. The students who were standing outside and gisting amongst themselves rushed into the hall as they heard the announcement. They began pleading with those who were already seated to adjust so they make use of the tables available to write the test.

Some of the front row seaters made room for them while those that were at the back casted them irritated glances before scribbling the course title on a sheet of paper. Ore hurriedly tore out the middle page of her note and turned to stare at the jam-packed hall. Pieces of paper were flying in the humid air and some students silently made their way to where they could easily giraffe.

Ore's heart was beating erratically. This was actually the first time she was writing a test since she gained admission and she was worried on how tough or easy the questions would be.

The lecturer, Mr Adams, cleared his throat and chortled at the way the class was now paying attention. He began explaining in explicit detail for students to write their full names, matric number, department and course code with the date at the top left corner of their test sheets.

Ore did as Mr Adams instructed and flicked her pen, waiting pensively for the first question. Mr Adams paused for the slow writers to fill in their information before proceeding to give out the questions from the lesson he had thought for the day.

"Write down 20 elements with their electronic configuration. Draw and explain the processes of a chemical reaction and give some of the end products and their uses."

Ore scratched her head and bit on the inside of her check, thinking of what she was going to write. Mr Adams stepped away from the podium and made his through the mob of students who were busy scribbling on their work sheet. He darted here and there, singling out those who were cheating either with their phones or textbook.

Ore silently whispered to her neighbor for her to shift her paper closer so she would copy a few of her answers. The dark skinned girl heaved a sigh and slipped a few strands of the coloured braids that escaped from her bun. She gave Ore a side glance and passed her paper over to her, muttering for her to hurry up so the lecturer wouldn't catch them.

With trembling hands, Ore filled in the blank spaces under the appropriate numbers before sliding the girl's sheet across the table. She grabbed it and continued to write.

Ore scanned through the little answers she had gotten and bobbed her head in acceptance. They looked correct to her. As she heard the lecturer yell that a minute was left, she stretched her neck and began copying from a science geek who was writing non plussed by her side.

Before time elapsed, Ore was done answering the four questions and Mr Adams shouted for the students to submit their papers. Ore got her phone out from her back pocket and slipped it into a small compartment of her school bag. She zipped the bag hurriedly and slung it on her right arm.

Ore pushed through the majority of the crowd who were toppling over the wooden desks and gnashing their teeth just to submit in time. Ore misplaced her steps a few times and bumped into some grumpy individuals who purposely stood in her way.

"I am going." Mr Adams turned to leave with numerous sheets piled up in his hand. Ore surged through the heavy stampede with determination in her eyes. It was only when had submitted her test sheet, that she let out a breath and tiredly made her way to the exit door.

Ore walked in a fast pace out of Ofrima building. Her stomach was protesting wildly and her head was banging as if it had been bashed against the wall. The sun was shining brightly in the sky and sweat dripped down the sides of Ore's face. She was constantly wiping it with her hand towel as she trudged through the nearly empty car park.

Most of the lecturers who were done with their lectures or school work for the day were driving out of the big gates with either a male or female student proudly sitting in the front. Ore passed by a few shops and a printing press before making a sharp turn to a vast state of the art building.

Convocation arena. It was a place where most of the school's public announcement and ceremonial activities alongside student's competitions were held. The wooden seats were constructed in long rows to fit thousands of students comfortably. A massive podium was at the centre and faced with a wide front porch which extended outside the aluminium roof covering.

Ore was supposed to meet up with one of her course mates, Elohor, to collect a couple of forms she was going to use for her departmental registration. Elohor was the course rep for Biochemistry 001 and was highly respected because she was intelligent and very efficient in executing her duties.

Ore approached her a week ago to ask if there was any ongoing clearance she needed to get done. Elohor had replied her patiently with a smile lingering on her pancaked face. She explained the tedious process of going from one administrative office to the next for signing of only a few forms.

They quickly exchanged numbers and Elohor promised to hand them over to her the following week. Ore zipped her bag, took out her phone and plopped into an old sofa that was hidden underneath the building.

Some students were standing in groups and conversing among themselves, several were making silly jokes of their favourite lecturers. The sparse few were huddled in a corner, grossly in a make out session. Ore wrinkled her nose and flipped through the contacts on her phone before dialing Elohor's line.

The call rang approximately four times before she picked up.

"Hey," Ore started, her eyes darting here and there for any signs of Elohor in her regular skinny jeans and tight top which showed too much of her upper cleavage.

"Where you dey na? I dey wait for you under that Convocation arena side." Ore sighed as Elohor rendered a hurried apology to her.

"I am coming out of Ofrima now," Elohor stated in a grotesque manner. "Biko wait for me, I just finished conversing with a lecturer on one of the classes we have tomorrow."

Ore muttered an 'okay' before terminating the call. She was inwardly praying it wouldn't take long before Elohor showed up. Ore hated someone delaying or wasting her time when she had enough assignments to do as soon as she got home.

Ore tapped her feet impatiently on the ground and was about drifting off to sleep a few minutes before she heard footsteps approaching her.

Ore lifted her head to stare at Elohor who had make up caked on her sweaty face and red lipstick smudged at the edges. Surely enough, she was putting on an ill fitting t-shirt that made her big boobs clamour for attention. This would easily fit into one of Dami's types, Ore smirked.

She took the papers from Elohor's outstretched arm and silently went over them.

"Are there more or these are the only ones?" Ore asked arching a brow.

"Nope, they are only three," Elohor replied adjusting the belt on her black jean.

Ore nodded her head and thanked Elohor for her help. Elohor smiled and gave her a brief hug before hurrying off in the direction of a restaurant opposite.

Ore dusted her butt and tucked the forms in the safety of her bag before making her way out of the enclosed space.

She had barely taken two steps away from where she was seated before spotting Tami fully engrossed in a conversation with a particularly tall, handsome guy.

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Author's note: Poor Ore can barely catch a break. Who do you think the guy is?!

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