Chapter 6 Real me!

Kola's POV.

The first thing I did was to block her, I don't want her to contact me again, she disgusts me.

She was my childhood friend, and I can't deny that I loved her so dearly, she is a clinging type, first, it was friendly but got me annoyed.

It was not the lies that makes me want to stop being friends with her, but her bad luck, I don't notice that at first...My Mom died when I met her, and my Mom death anniversary is our friendship anniversary.

She is narrow-minded, and that makes me dislike her more. The fact that my beloved mother died that day can never change, but every time she wants to celebrate our friendship anniversary, she likes to surprise people but she got the wrong day to surprise me. I tried letting her know, but she always want to make me happy that day, which I can't

She has everything; money, beauty, supportive parent, and that makes me jealous of her. My dad Lost his job when we were in junior high school, Yes she did her best. I know she has a good intention but I feel she is proud. Call me anything you feel like.

She behaves as if her religion is the best. I never argued, but now the blessing table has turned, I got admitted into my dream university, and also have been given admission to study medicine. This is the first time I feel on top

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Wholla!! I passed the entrance examination to be an intern at the school hospital, now my dreams are coming true. My dad also got a job as a supervisor at a construction company.

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luckily for my family, we are moving to Lagos, and that meeting with my childhood friend is the last. My Dad will be working in Lagos, and I am also schooling in Lagos, but that doesn't mean we are leaving together, I was given the freedom to stay at the hostel, it felt like a dream become it is so obvious that we are now rich, I don't have to be nice to anyone to be their friend. This is the new me, and this is who I am.

My dad remarried, and it is none of my business, I am the only child of my Mom and didn't interfere in their love life, my step Mom is rich and that makes everything so good, she is the CEO of the company my dad is working.

My level has changed, I am that girl who dresses like a tomboy but now I am that hot-slaying medical doctor. THIS IS ME; THE REAL ME;

I am doing fine and didn't want the wrong vibe around me.#NO BAD LUCK

First, she did poorly in her JAMB, and also have been given admission to study just some courses, what the hell it seems Nofisat's future is being cracked right now

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Nofisat's POV

WHAT! YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME!

she is a freshman, the security said

I am dressed in a blue t-shirt and a navy blue shirt and a hijab, I wore fashion slippers that match my dress, but to my surprise, the school security did not allow me in. It is said that the school did not allow slippers, crocs... except leather, canvas, shoe, and sandals. Seriously this is not a secondary school for Allah's sake.

I was there trying to convince security, even any dress that is not underneath your knee is not allowed, no bra no entry, face cap is not allowed, student car is to be parked outside the school, colored hair is not allowed except it's natural .....

I was annoyed;

when it got to a point, I had to find the nearest shop to buy a new sandal.

Finally, I was allowed into the school premises, I met my classmate and I was told nothing much was done. Now I am in class, a Lecturer comes in, no greeting he went straight to the Maker board.

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| Name:Hassan Ibrahim

| Course: Accounting

Code:Acc 101.

Accounting! So we will be offering Accounting I uttered.

So you don't know, a student beside me said.

Oh, not am just surprised, I replied.

I guess you hate the course he said.

Hate what!!, That's my favorite subject I said

Course not subject, he corrected

He is so cold I said to myself.

What is your name he asked?

Adejoke I said.

You are a Muslim, what is your Muslim name? he asked.

Nofisat, and you? I asked.

Call me Damola he said.

He did not do anything aside from writing on the board. yet he asked, is there any question?

If there is none, we shall see in the next class. He said and Left.

What's the meaning of this, he did not lecture us on anything.

I thought I am the only one who thinks thing was not right.

I think he come for an introduction, at least we know his name and the course he will be taking us. Damola said.

That's also true, I thought.

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Good day everyone, I stand before you here as the president of the Business Administration department, and we will be orienting you for a week before the lecture fully begins, I and the other Excos will be letting you know things to do and things not to do, he said.

Wow! Wow! He looked very handsome, and the class cheered.

He was handsome, but I was not in awe like the rest of the class felt. Maybe because I know someone more, a thousand times handsome than him, of course, it's mutalib.

The treasurer introduces himself, he looks simple and classy, though not as handsome as the president. He was the one I like the most, his introduction was short but it is a memorable one.

We are offering Thirteen courses this semester.

It is too many, I thought in a higher institution, the course will be lower, maybe eight, but I was cut unaware when the president announced that we will be offering thirteen courses.

To me, any lecturer that explains to that extent has tried, the president lectures a course name BAM 101, Introduction to Business Theory, and I can not deny it, he is good. Yeah; the class was interactive. After he finished, he talk about the face of the class, that is the class representative. he said the lecture will continue tomorrow and the treasurer will be the one to take us Introduction to Business Law, BAM 113.

The class was dismissed.

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Skraaaa!!!!!!! I stood up

Where are you going now, Damola asked.

I don't know. Where are you going? I asked if maybe I should escort you to where you are going, I offered

Hey Damola, two boys and a girl called. Our attention was distracted, the three smirk at him, I don't seem to understand the three.

Damola laughed, you guys are not serious for once, he said and walk towards them, he gesture to follow, which I did.

Adejoke, meet my friend and also our coursemate. Damola said

I was not expecting him to call me Adejoke, and also people rarely call me ADEJOKE, they prefer to call me ADE, I snapped out of my mind.

Nice meeting you, we are all friends, I Said.

Oh yes, we are, call me John.

Call me Mennah, she said.

Lady boss, my name is Mutalib.

I looked into his eyes, and it felt as if the image of the mutalib I know is the one standing in front of me, it was my imagination but it almost took control of me. That is when I recall he mentioned lady boss what is that.?

Mutalib!! stop this now, she is not my girlfriend. Nofisat don't be mad, that is how he behaves, he is just joking around. Damola said.

I laughed, nice meeting you Mr. Playboy I said.

How about we visit the cafeteria to bless our belly, mutalib said.

Indeed you are so funny, I commented.

That's not bad, Damola said.

Why did you choose to study Business Administration? John asked.

Is it a general question? Mennah asked

Of course yes, John replied.

My family is a company, and as the first son of the family, Business Management and Administration is the best course for me to study. I love the Business world, mutalib said.

Wow, Mr. CEO, I said.

He smiled,

I just love business, anything profit and day-to-day activities, that is why I go into Business Administration.

How about you Ade? Damola asked.

I will talk after you, why did you study Business Administration.

I choose to study Business Administration because I have a goal and a target, this school and the course are the best tools for me, Damola said.

What goal! What was the target we asked at the same time?

Why are you so curious, he said.

Maybe we can support, what are friends for. Mennah said.l

You can trust us with your goal, John said.

Let's shoot your target together, Mutalib said.

Ammm, I love you.....