So as not to feel extra bored, I played Black Eyed Peas' 'I gotta feeling' and the girl kept jumping and dancing like a monkey. My brother had had enough and begged me to stop the song as Jess wouldn't just dance but sing along with it.
"Please... if you love me as much as you claim... Stop this song." He begged. I shook my head with so much emphasis.
"No."
"Watch and learn baby." She said dancing towards him in a strut.
"What does he want to learn in your monkey dance?" I asked her.
"At least it's a dance."
"The world doesn't recognize what you're doing." I said. Daniel was frustrated and stood to leave the parlor.
"Sit. I'm going to teach you how to twist."
"Yuyu!" He screamed. I shot him an angry stare then turned to Jessica.
"He said no. Leave him alone, do you want to wake mummy?"
"Can't I love my brother again? Ehn?" She said and fell on him so both of them collapsed to the chair.
"Jess! Stand up! You're suffocating me!" Daniel pushed against her. I looked at her and just wondered how she managed to be in the university.
"I hope you know Daniel can be rough too? He's just doing small small for you because you're his elder sister__"
"He can do nothing."
The song came to an end and I heard Daniel give a sigh of relief when Jess rose to her feet. The Script's 'Man on a wire' started playing and she began to sing rubbish along with the song... I quietly picked my earpiece and attached to the phone.
"Yu!"
"Let's go and cook lunch. You're jobless and Daniel is hungry..."
"Thank you." He groaned.
"There's garri." she grumbled.
"Ad there's food. Let's go."
I stood from the couch and headed for the kitchen. She followed frowning.
"Tor, remove the earpiece."
"Mummy is sleeping."
Jessica was the noisest person in my family and she was also the life of the family. She knew how to put everyone in the mood - the good mood. Her phone rang just then and from the expression on her face, I knew it was not a call she wanted to pick.
"If you won't pick it, silence it."
"I like the tone." She grinned.
"Stupid child."
"Same to you."
Her phone stopped ringing but soon started again. I picked the phone as silenced it. I kept mine and began to prepare for the spaghetti I had in mind to cook. Jessica kept grumbling until the food was cooked. We ate lunch after Esther came back from school. Fatima called me afterwards.
"Fati!"
"Baby, how are you?"
"You jobber! All the mouth you were making."
"Na every time you go dey talk like this?"
"You still jobbed me."
"Oya sorry. I would make it up..." She began to laugh, that kind of laughter that comes from the sweetness of gossip about to be served. Did I tell you she was the number one gossip in the whole of UJ?
"What is doing you?"
"Ha'ahn, wait now." She gave an excited chuckle. "Where you dey sef?"
"I dey house."
"Which side?"
"Room. Wetin happen?" I turned in bed. Whatever it was, I knew it was going to interest me. Fatima never called to tell me anything if it wasn't something that I wanted to hear, she'd rather wait till she saw me.
"Oluchi get belle."
"Ehn?" I sat up right. Oluchi was our course mate... And although we never talked, she was someone I admired from afar. "Oluchi? The Oluchi from our department?"
"Ah swear."
"I can't believe it. What happened?" That girl? I could have sworn in my life that she wasn't ever going astray. She was a standing Christian, was a social person, she was free, she didn't impose her evangelism on anyone, she was way better than many hypocritical Christians. Oluchi didn't wear trousers because of her beliefs but had a great fashion sense. I respected her highly, she was God's daughter... At least I believed so.
"Fati oh..."
"My dear... If you even know who give am belle you go vex."
"Who?" I was already bringing up distasteful people to the forefront of my mind.
"You know Abraham?"
"Which one? The one in 400?" Somehow that wasn't who my heart expected. The guy was a stupid boy, everyone knew it.
"No. The confra boy."
"Ehn?" My surprise turned to anger. Abraham? That yeye boy? How stupid could one be? How could Oluchi with all she was submit herself to that boy?
"Did he rape her?"
"I thought the same. He didn't oh..."
"Which kind yeye be this one now? She no even look better person. Which kind disappointing thing be this one?"
Fatima kept laughing. I didn't know why it amused her. It wasn't funny at all to me. Why did Oluchi have to lower herself so much? I didn't want to use the word disappointment, but I wasn't happy, my expectations were crushed.
"No dey vex."
"Wetin send am?"
"If you ask me.. Na who I go ask?" She began singing Omawumi's song. I could kill this girl.
"Be serious now."
"I don't know the real story. But from what I heard, they fancied each other. The guy been dey say make them do, the girl dull am." She laughed. I was boiling. "The nigga went to sleep with some random girl and she heard of it."
"See this kind fuck up." I said already sensing what must have brought about her being pregnant.
"Babe. This girl heard it and vexed. She confronted him and somehow she broke. Say na she felt guilty for starving him..."
"Chai. See fuck up. The news done circulate?"
"My dear. HOD called her today oh."
"Oh God!"
"You know the thing sef..." Her voice broke and I guessed MTN were warning her. "... Those haters done warn me."
I tried to laugh. I wasn't happy. "I'll send you airtime later."
"Hehe, the baby."
"Gerrout. Na these kind things you dey like."
"I love you."
"Love you too. Oya, bye."
The call ended, but the conversation kept playing in my head. Oluchi was pregnant. Something else was in my mind.
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